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3rd Annual Boat Trip

For the third year in a row, my husband and I will be boating the inland waterway on an Adults Only Weekend. The cast of characters has changed over the years. Some of them have shown up for repeat performances, others have had to bow out for various reasons (jobs, money, health issues, other obligations, etc.). This year's trip we're expecting 4 couples and 2 boats. This, of course, is still subject to change. After all, the original plan was for 5 couples and 2 boats. Then it was 6 couples and 3 boats. Now, its back down to 4 and 2. It could very easily end up being 3 and 1. We'll see.

If all goes well, there's another couple I would LOVE to ask to join us next year.

But let's get back to this year...

I know the hubby and I are definitely going. We're pulling our camper up to the State Campground, which lucky for us sits right on the inland waterway that almost disects our great State. We'll be able to hop onto the boats from inside the park's small channel without having to worry about launching in the morning and trailering them at night. Perfect!

I plan on taking both cameras. I'll use the Nikon while we're on dry land. The Kodak can go on the boat in a plastic bag. I'll post some pictures here and on Flickr when we get back.

Of course, a weekend full of fun, also means a week's worth of work. I need to pick up the kids from my cousin's house tonight (they had a sleepover), go home and fix dinner, do laundry, pack the camper, get the kids and the old lady dog packed up for Grandma and Grandpa's, and make sure the puppy has everything he'll need for the kennel.

Yes, we're kenneling the little fella. He's still not 100% potty trained. Okay, he's not even 75% potty trained. Considering his inability to understand that peeing and pooping in the house is a BAD thing, the hubby and I don't feel right asking anyone to watch him. Therefore, we're going to pay for him to be kenneled for two (almost three) days.

Oh, and a sidenote on the PoopyPuppy, he had a visit with the groomer yesterday and I'm heartbroken. Let's just say I can't wait for his hair to grow back. If I can get up the courage, I'll try to post a picture post-haircut. He looks so different and not nearly as adorable. The hubby was there when I said I like the shaggy look, so how she ended up SHAVING him is beyond me. ~sob~

Let's not dwell on the tragedy of a haircut gone awry. Let's get back to fun things like boats and bathing suits and booze! Okay, two out of three of those things are fun. The bathing suits..not so much.

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