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Wednesday, June 27, 2007

Weekend in Review

If my entire life were like this month of June, I'd be the luckiest woman alive. To continue on the nuptials theme, I attended an engagement party weekend for my dear friend Ben and his lovely and gracious fiance, Kristin. The whole crew of us who lived together my junior year of college were all in attendance. Both Rud and Tina have eloquently described this weekend's activities, but I will give an update as well. Following Rud's example, I will take the bullet point approach, elaborating when necessary (or interesting).


Wednesday, June 20 to Thursday, June 21.
-Quality time with Tina.
Tina says I made her eat hair. I think she enjoyed it.


Friday, June 22.
-Tina made delicious food for the road.
- Food consumed in first 20 minutes on the road.
- A four hour drive took 6 and 1/2 hours.
- Aforementioned delay was due to a truck "dropping its load" on 80-90, thus shutting down the highway. 3 miles in 2 hours. One display of dexterity, flexibility and just plain bravery in the backseat on my part. If any of you know my bladder, then you can imagine what this refers to.
-Arrival at Devil's Lake VERY late in the evening. Entire E2 contingent (my roomies, Didi, Andrew, Nemo and Ben) awake and drinking, awaiting our arrival.
-Catching up around the bonfire.
-Spooning with Tina.

Saturday, June 23.
-Breakfast with my roommates!
-Tubing
- I've always been a little afraid of tubing, but I think I might have picked up an addiction. On the first go, it was Me, Didi and Ben. There was treachery. There were heroics. There was lots of maniacal laughter. It was awesome. The second round was with Tina and Carrie. Less treachery, same amount of fun. I came away with only Franken-neck (how I will forever more refer to my neck stiffness) and a skinned elbow. The following morning I was so unbelievably sore. It felt awesome.


Ben tried to overthrow, but Didi's and my collective strength denied him every time.

-Institution of the 2 put up's for every put down. Let's just say Nemo was giving me put up's all night.
- Cornhole, a game I have always scoffed at. There is nothing more annoying than frat boys throwing bean bags on the sidewalk on a beautiful, sunny day. However, after participating, I can really see the appeal. Still, the frat boys should take it to their back yard.
- BBQ!
- Incredible nap on the dock in the sun with my roommates. Perfect.

What else was perfect? Our E2 pyramidal formation, that's what.

- Caribbean Band!! And they played Sweat! There was dancing. Much much dancing.
- Catered dinner. Coconut rice, chicken and beef that melted in your mouth. Corn with vanilla butter! Cake! It was to die for. It fit the theme and satisfied everyone's palate.
- Fireworks off the dock. One of the most impressive displays I have ever seen on the amateur circuit.
-Bonfire with...wait for it...S'MORES!!! and the introduction of Harper Pies (bread, pizza sauce, meat, cheese, all in the fire. Delicious.).
- There is no better food on earth than s'mores. Well, a few, but let's just say I if I combined s'mores with my other favorites, it would be a meal fit for Zeus himself.

Sunday, June 24.
-Early departure.
-Sad goodbyes
-Traffic
-Street closure due to Gay Pride Parade.
-Excellent sushi dinner.

All in all, it was a perfect weekend, though it was way too short. There is obviously a lot more information, but it is mostly inside jokes, so I spared you. This group of friends hadn't all been together since 2005 and it was fantastic to remember how much fun we used to have, and to witness how much fun we still have (as evidence by the over abundance of exclamation points in this post). I think E2 get togethers are going to have to become a yearly thing. I just can't wait til there are babies at these events. Ok, I take that back. I can wait cause that will mean crying and tending to them, and smelly diapers and distractions, and possibly Barney. I'm just fine with no babies for another 5 years. But when they all start having babies, I will be ready. Just so long as I get out of diaper duty.
The sunset, metaphor for life, love, the end of the weekend and the completion of this entry.

2 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Sounds like a fun weekend. I think I was sitting in a freezing Data Center that weekend. Ahhhhh the joys of my life. ;)

Talk to you soon!

5:58 PM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Yes, sounds very fun, although I don't know where Devil's Lake is. Don't even know what state you drove to. I'm a Social Studies teacher, so I should pretty easily be able to narrow down where you went if it was a lake and was 4 (or 6 1/2) hours away from Chicago. But I got nothin.

-Christy Nemo

P.S. There IS something more annoying than frat boys throwing bean bags on the sidewalk: KENTUCKIANS throwing bean bags on the sidewalk...which is how cornhole originally began. I don't know if the fact that frat boys have picked it up is a huge upgrade for the game of cornhole, but believe me, it has got to be a more aesthetically pleasing sight than shirtless, beer-bellied tobacco farmers.

3:47 PM

 

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