Boating without ever leaving the dock
Some friends from out of town came to visit this weekend. They live in Arizona and I guess they were really missing the unbearable humidity we have in this part of the country. I know how sad it can be to be without the humid air that turns ones hair in to a gigantic poodle sitting right on top of your head.
With Justis still visiting his mom for the summer and Keaton staying with my mom for two weeks, we’re missing our in-house babysitters. So Lee went out without me on Friday night.
But today we got my grandma to babysit so we could go out on a pontoon on the river. Or at least that was the plan.
After we dropped the kids off we met our friends at a local bar. That was the meeting place until we all caravaned down to the river. Only when we got to the bar we discovered the owner of said pontoon couldn’t find the keys. So we hung out at the bar for a while, catching up and examining pictures of each other kids. You know, stuff old people do when they get together.
Finally somebody came up with a suggestion. We don’t need no stickin’ keys. We can all just pile on the boat even if it’s not moving. The goal was really to just gab and drink anyway.
So there we were. Twelve adults. Sitting on a pontoon with coolers of beer [and water and soda for Lee and I]. Not leaving the dock. Now that was quite a sight.
Luckily the owner of the pontoon [who is the friend of our friend's sister -- did you follow that? -- and I have no idea what her name is] found the keys. Apparently in her truck. [Although there is some suspicion that she knew where the keys were the whole time but didn't want to follow through on taking a bunch of drunk people out on the river. Do you blame her?] But by the time she found the keys Lee had to leave for softball. So we never did get to cruise around the river. We just got to wave good-bye as our friends finally got to drive off in the boat.
But we had fun partying at the dock. We’re so easily amused.
