Wisconsin Dreaming
Every August Cat, I and the Misters head to a gorgeous lake in Wisconsin for an end of summer blow out. It is such a beautiful place and our hosts are the most wonderful people I have ever met. I can't tell you any stories because what happens in Wisconsin stays in Wisconsin. I will tell you, whenever Claudia (our hostess) introduces us to her friends as the Rock the Dockers I bow my head sheepishly. We are legendary.
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Me, too. We'll never live some of the stories down.
BTW! I forgot to tell you that Sam was able to get the innertube skin repaired! We don't need to buy them a new one! Also, his boss' wife - spacing her name right now - had some pretty radical treatment for her condition that has basically changed her life! She's healthy!
We'll have to see what else we can break this year.
HA! Winsconsin seems like a place to go visit then....;)
I am jealous that you girls get to play together, there must be tonnes of wit and laughter,... and... dock rocking...
Is this pictured the Chippewa River? Wait, didn't you say lake? Wissota? Please do tell. I'm a Twin-Cities Wisconsinite hybrid :)
Rachael- I don't know how much wit goes on but there is a bunch of laughter, drunkeness and boobs! lol
That looks so nice right now. I'll try and remember that when I'm up on my roof later on taking down the Xmas lights and freezing my butt off.
You realize there about 15,000 weirdos fantasizing about your feet right now? Not me, the other weirdos. You have very lovely feet, just not really my thing ;)
Captain~ I hope you made it through without falling off the roof. We had a friend fall in early December. He broke his arm, wrist and pelvis.
Cameron~ I don't have 15,000 readers and you know you wanna lick my pretty pink toenail!
Awesome!
Sound like you're feeling better, or at least letting your mind drift to more positive places.
Good!
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