I tried to get a life.. Honestly!

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Friday night I was bored out of my mind for some reason. Normally I'm fine with my solitary existence, even though my pitifulness is sad for you viewers at times. (Hey, did you know spell check thinks pitifulness is okay? Who knew?! Why hasn't it figured out "ginormous" is a word yet?) Anyway, I texted several people to see what they were up to. (Texted isn't a word yet either, by the way.) Apparently, they were all having too much freaking fun to answer me. Rude, right? I mean, I'm trying to get a life here, people!

Eventually a friend of mine answered and said she was at her nephew's birthday party so I should come out to her sister's place at the river to have a few cocktails with the adults and enjoy the view. I told her I had to change, and she fussed that no one was dressed up. Ummm, I think you want me to at least put a bra on, ya nut! I'm considerate that way.

She ended up meeting me at the store because she figured I would have trouble finding it. Good thing she did because as she took me off the paved road and down this scary path, I'm sure I would have chickened out and gone home had I been taking this journey alone. I mean, talk about being right in the middle of town and feeling like you stepped into the movie Deliverance! I am going to have to take pictures of it for you next time. I was a bit worried about my safety on the first trip.

Source - South Park had George Lucas and Steven Spielberg  make Indy "squeal like a pig." Is nothing sacred to those freaks? NOT what I expected when I did a search for that phrase, although I never expected to search for that phrase!

Of course, I had enough cocktails later on in the night to tell the wonderful host of this party that I felt like I was stepping into said movie as I drove up. I felt bad. Kinda. I mean, I DID really feel that way as I was driving down the path. And yes, I'm calling it a path because it sure didn't look like much of a road! But they were nice enough to invite me to their home.. I'm glad she laughed about it. I was worried. For a second.

We had a pretty good time though. The moon was so full that you could pretty much see the whole river. Well, our piece of it anyway. You know what I meant!

Their house was absolutely beautiful, and I decided that I hate them. My bedroom could fit inside their walk-in closet for God's sake! But I've been invited back for a huge 4th of July thing they do down there every year. So I must not have been too bad of a guest. Unless they regretted it the next day. They are just stuck with me now, suckers!