Following that I had back to back cocktails with Jim then Monica.
Saturday I drove up to Deception Pass to sissy camp with the family and family friends in the 'oh my god there are like a million children' camping extravaganza.
Good times were had.
Here you will see the men folk launching the crabby boat into the bay....
Only to be attacked by a vicious sea monster!
And there they are again at a distance...
from the nifty geological survey point...
Gram-Cracker and I found on our super-exciting hike!
Here is a view of our camp area from the adjacent mountain:
And a view of the bay:
Here is a picture of my Granny wishing for a giant salmon like the lady (or dude, looks like a lady) behind her.
It was also pretty nifty that we turned back at the perfect moment to watch the fog roll in.
Sunday evening I came back to Seattle because I had a BBQ and games-that-Quiana-will-never-win party. At which I ate a steak the size of my head, made fun of Shaolin monks, and didn't win at any games. All in all a totally awesome holiday weekend.
2 comments:
If you ever expect to win you need to learn how to George better. But probably only on nights when George is not there since it is difficult to out-George George when he is on his game.
PS to the uniformed George cheats with such flair that we have declared his name a verb. Take that Merriam-Webster!! We too can make up words.
I think maybe I need something lucky. Like a rabbits foot.
Maybe a whole rabbit would be necessary though. Rabbits are delicious.
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