September Long Weekend

Back up at the cabin one last time. In town, my mom participates in this "Supper Club", and all the husbands and sons went up for a fishing trip. So all the wives and daughters came up to our cabin! They didn't stay long and it was freezing cold, but still fun. My BFF Kensey was up, and we borrowed movies from our neighbor and watched em.

Girl Menu:
Greek salad
Chicken breast
Beet-leaf bun things

Guy Menu:
Meat
Beans

Yup, the above is true. Gossip, giggles, and low-fat cereal for the girls; farting, belching, and meat for the boys. My ideal weekend!

Cabin

HEY ALL YOU BLOGGERS...

Here's a new blogger for ya, im jc...not sayin more than that! Since it's summer, my family is at our summer cabin! Its a beachside cabin, meaning I can stand up, lean to the left and see the gray-cold waves heaving to shore. The waves are bigger than usual today...when they get to shore, they curl over and you can see the tunnel. It's like mini-Hawaii surfer waves! But these are much smaller. Freshwater too. No one could surf these babies...maybe a fish, assuming they had legs. Or dragonflies. Or muskrats. UGH! Speaking of, I had a muskrat mishap yesterday. I was pulling our Sea-Doo Frank off the shore, and just when I swivelled Frank's green body around, there was...a wet, small brown body with a long skinny rat tail! I SCREAMED and jumped away, scaring my dear little friend somewhere else. It was after I recounted it to eager onlookers that I remembered it was a muskrat and that I'm not scared of them. I felt bad for him later, actually, as Mom and I were leaping over the mini-Hawaiians on Franks' back. I saw the muskrat dive underwater near our boat lift. I hope he went home and got to tell a story, too!