So, for the second half of spring break, I flew from the ABQ to D.C. where Caitie picked me up from the airport. It was great being able to hang out with her, even for an hour.*
And after we ate several pounds of pot stickers and Oreo crazy dessert at Friday's, Caitie took me back to Matt's parents' house. Then I realized, at 1:30 a.m., that I don't know the garage code, and that I didn't have my keys. So Caitie and I stood outside my in-laws' house like fools for like twenty minutes while I tried every imaginable code I could think of to get into the garage. Finally, I just called and had to wake Matt's dad up. And I felt like quite the a-hole.
Shoot.
But all was well only hours later because I arrived along with Matt's mom (after visiting Wegman's, a heaven on earth) at their lake house.
Now, I've already talked about the lake house a number of times. This particular trip revolved around polishing silver, eating brownies, and flipping the TV channels back and forth between HGTV and news coverage of the upcoming royal nuptials.***
Because the lake house is so chill and so relaxing, there's not usually too much to share about visiting. It's beautiful and peaceful and you never want to leave. And you might think that because the air is so warm that the water is also warm. Nope. It's not. You might discover that after foolishly jumping in without even having dipped your feet out to test the waters. And then you might get hypothermia and die. Or at minimum scream, swim faster than you ever have in your life (which is a bit of a challenge because of frozen limbs), and then spend the rest of the afternoon trying to trick other people to do the same. "Oh, it's basically like a bathtub."
One of the best parts of visiting the lake is going on sunset boat rides. Matt's dad is a longtime lover of sunsets, and seems to be at his happiest when he's on his boat watching the sun go down. I've got to admit, he's on to something.
Oh yeah, and there was lots of grilling, because Matt is the grill master who travels up and down the East Coast demonstrating his mad skillz.
Well, I'd share more, but I have to go because Matt is trying to make me watch the William & Kate movie on Lifetime. That's really a thing.
*Um, you might remember that Caitie was the other participant in the fattest of the fat contests. Recently, a friend asked me about the "fat offs" that my friend and I used to have, wondering if we still made gluttonous trips to Golden Corral. "No," I replied, "We're both on Weight Watchers now." Surprise, surprise.**
**It should also be noted that Caitie is much better at Weight Watchers than I am.
***Matt is so into the royal wedding that it's not even funny. It's all I can do to keep him from calling out of work on both Thursday and Friday, making tea and crumpets, and speaking in a British accent. If we were people of greater means, I am confident that he would be in England right now, draped in the British flag whilst stalking Will and Kate.****
****Also, Matt wants me to tell the internet that he is not into the royal wedding but at all. He just said that in a British accent.
And after we ate several pounds of pot stickers and Oreo crazy dessert at Friday's, Caitie took me back to Matt's parents' house. Then I realized, at 1:30 a.m., that I don't know the garage code, and that I didn't have my keys. So Caitie and I stood outside my in-laws' house like fools for like twenty minutes while I tried every imaginable code I could think of to get into the garage. Finally, I just called and had to wake Matt's dad up. And I felt like quite the a-hole.
Shoot.
But all was well only hours later because I arrived along with Matt's mom (after visiting Wegman's, a heaven on earth) at their lake house.
Now, I've already talked about the lake house a number of times. This particular trip revolved around polishing silver, eating brownies, and flipping the TV channels back and forth between HGTV and news coverage of the upcoming royal nuptials.***
Because the lake house is so chill and so relaxing, there's not usually too much to share about visiting. It's beautiful and peaceful and you never want to leave. And you might think that because the air is so warm that the water is also warm. Nope. It's not. You might discover that after foolishly jumping in without even having dipped your feet out to test the waters. And then you might get hypothermia and die. Or at minimum scream, swim faster than you ever have in your life (which is a bit of a challenge because of frozen limbs), and then spend the rest of the afternoon trying to trick other people to do the same. "Oh, it's basically like a bathtub."
One of the best parts of visiting the lake is going on sunset boat rides. Matt's dad is a longtime lover of sunsets, and seems to be at his happiest when he's on his boat watching the sun go down. I've got to admit, he's on to something.
Oh yeah, and there was lots of grilling, because Matt is the grill master who travels up and down the East Coast demonstrating his mad skillz.
Grilled wings. . .mmmmmmmmmmm.
Well, I'd share more, but I have to go because Matt is trying to make me watch the William & Kate movie on Lifetime. That's really a thing.
*Um, you might remember that Caitie was the other participant in the fattest of the fat contests. Recently, a friend asked me about the "fat offs" that my friend and I used to have, wondering if we still made gluttonous trips to Golden Corral. "No," I replied, "We're both on Weight Watchers now." Surprise, surprise.**
**It should also be noted that Caitie is much better at Weight Watchers than I am.
***Matt is so into the royal wedding that it's not even funny. It's all I can do to keep him from calling out of work on both Thursday and Friday, making tea and crumpets, and speaking in a British accent. If we were people of greater means, I am confident that he would be in England right now, draped in the British flag whilst stalking Will and Kate.****
****Also, Matt wants me to tell the internet that he is not into the royal wedding but at all. He just said that in a British accent.
I picked up on the Royals' obsession Tuesday night, Mandy. The rest of us were trying to talk about football, and Matt was all, "yeah, that's great, so who do you think designed Kate's dress?" and "No, you know what's really cool, Westminster Abbey in the morning with 1900 of your dearest friends!"
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