Rollin' on the River:
What a fun weekend! I got to see all of my college girlfriends when we went toobing on the Comal River in New Branufels. For those folk who don't know what toobing is, you getcha an innertube, you get yer cooler of beer an innertube, and you float down the river with your cooler of beer. It's way more fun than it sounds, I promise. We were there celebrating my friend Meg's 30th birthday and her sister Molly's bachelorette party. I drove down after work on Friday and met the girls at our condo. We floated on Saturday. In addition to my group of friends being there, my company was having our "Texas Picnic" on the river the same weekend. Hold that thought.
About five minutes into our river misadventure, there was some drama on the high seas. We went through the "toob chute" (it is what it sounds like - lots of rushing water ejecting you into the river) and I flipped over. I lost everything I owned and was wearing. This included but was not limited to: my innertube, my swimsuit top, my sunglasses, my hat, and my beer in its commemorative koozie. So basically, I'm in the middle of a river with a swimsuit bottom on. To make matters worse, I couldn't get back up to the surface because people kept running me over. I'm a pretty strong swimmer so I wasn't freaking out about drowning - I was freaking out about the possibility of the "Texas Picnic" group seeing me topless and earning the nickname "Tits McGee" or "Nips" around the office. Because that's the kind of stuff that happens to me. Long story short - the picnic group was on a different river, the Guadalupe, and there was no chance of them seeing me in my waist-up birthday suit. After recovering my top, I was able to grab hold of my hat and scrounged up somebody else's tube. I was down a pair of sunglasses, but if that's all I lost, then it was okay.After our river adventure, we had dinner at the Gristmill in Gruene (pronounced Green) and then saw Cooder Graw at Gruene Hall. Now that I'm writing the story out, I'm a tad embarrassed that I paid $10 to watch a man named "Cooder" sing. Anyway, lots of fun and we drove back to Dallas on Sunday... but not before I had a flat tire on I-35. Luckily, Jenny was following me and I have great roadside assistance so it wasn't a huge deal, but it did turn our three-hour tour into a six hour tour. On top of that Lee was in Chattanooga for the weekend and got stranded there overnight. So neither on of us had great travel luck that weekend.
Ben's Graduation Weekend:
The rumors are true:
Ol' Ben is a college graduate. This means he has to get a job. ARE YOU READING THIS, BEN? Rumors are he's moving to Dallas. We drove to Tyler on Friday night with our four dogs. No, you didn't misread that. Lee and I are taking care of Mom and Dad's dog, Abbey right now. From this experience, I've come to adopt a general rule: if you have so many dogs that you have to count them to make sure you've got them all, you've probably got to many. Anyway, we went to Ben's graduation with the family (Dora and Judy made it in from Chattanooga) and then went to dinner. We mostly goofed around on Saturday and ate way too much. This summer has not been good on my waistline.
So that was my two weekends. It's supposed to be over 100 for the rest of the week. Even by Texas standards, it's been miserably hot. Our house won't cool down so we just sweat. Hope everyone else is cooler than we are!
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