crazy b—-

Dudes, I discovered last night while unpacking that I have an impressively substantial collection of Mardi Gras beads, acquired at festivals and sporting events across this great land. I’m going to have my own float in the parade next year.

Also, I just noticed that I paid my car payment twice last month. I transferred the money to the loan, and my bank debited it automatically as well. Dear Miguel, I could probably have used that 500 bucks, but I love you anyway.

The thing with taking a weekend roadtrip with your BFFs is that too goddamn much happens over the course of 2.5 days, and you can’t even begin to write about it. As a shameless copout, I will defer to my companions for textual evidence while I finish uploading my pictures. I need to get some work done today!

Here is Cin’s recap (part one, at least), and Matt’s complete recap, proof that he is far more dedicated to words than I am. Me, I will supply you with some stats in addition to many photos!

• Miles driven by Wendy: 1,300+
• Miles driven by Cindi: 100
• Miles driven by me: 0
• People who rode in the trunk: me, Jumi, Cindi
• States visited: 3
• Cost of Long Islands at Ponderosa Liquors and Wildlife Gallery during the parade: $2
• Portion of the group that got up to naughty business in restrooms: 60%
• Degree of sunburn: 2nd
• Number of things we shouldn’t have done at the Eagles Club: 5 (turning off the lights in half the bar while trying to make the handicapped chair work, ordering a drink because a random girl in the bathroom told us to, writing ‘fingerbang’ in the guestbook, Wendy almost getting into a bar fight with the Dickinson High School (Midgets) class of ’87, certain Activities in the downstairs bathroom)
• Wildlife sighted: buffalo (alive and being eaten on a bun), very rare white buffalo, prairie dogs, jackrabbits, horse with a giant wang, many enormous fiberglass animals
• Number of bars visited: 5
• Number of times we won Monkey Nuts: 2
• Number of rodeos I’ve been to: 1
• Bad drink decisions made: 4 (Hypnotiq and Grey Goose, because that girl told Wendy and I that it makes you dance like this and old guys go HOLLA; Fuzzy Tang; Long Islands in pitchers; that horrible shot at Bernie’s Esquire)
• Number of times we went to Dan’s Discount Foods: 5
• Number of nights we danced: 2
• Number of nights we played the naked lady game: 2
• Packs of Nobbys consumed: 2
• Parts of my body that hurt: my calves, from dancing barefoot; my ribs, either from laughing or coughing or doin’ it, or all three; my shoulders, from sunburn; my wrist, from the mysterious bruise.

I was still sick over the weekend, and that was highly frustrating, especially during the hiking part. It’s almost gone now, and I’m very glad for that. In case you didn’t know, ‘consumptive’ is the opposite of ‘hot’.

Yesterday, Matt’s parents were in town. I went over there in the evening to play canasta, and it ended up being most entertaining game ever. His parents are hysterical. Matt and I won, because we are superstars. You just wait til ESPN broadcasts the World Series of Canasta.

I had to sleep in my own bed last night, which led to a comedy of errors this morning. I realized I didn’t have my blowdryer or any of my usual hair products, so my hair is somewhat, well, creative. My Sonicare toothbrush seemed to be dead after multiple trips to the bathroom floor, and it took me 5 minutes to find a travel-sized toothpaste in the cabinet. Cocoa and Chiva were scrambling over furniture screeching and growling at each other, and Chloe was in the living room, puking from excitement. So, yeah, I am very excited to see my favorite boy after work today. I even had trouble getting to sleep without his arm under my head.

In other news, my 3day team is holding a silent auction the week before the event. We already have a bunch of awesome stuff, including baseballs autographed by Joe Mauer and Justin Morneau, but we could use more to make it a highly successful event. If there’s anything your or your friends can donate, we’d love to include it!

Jenni