This title pretty much sums up THE BEST WEEKEND. EVER. Well, at least in a long time.
Over the holiday weekend me, bestie, my mom and bestie's mom had a girl's camping trip/lake party.
Let me tell you, us girl's know how to party.
I have no pictures, sorry...but it is probably best that I wasn't responsible for a camera...and let me tell you why.
Friday night bestie's boyfriend joined us along with another couple...so we youngsters drank the night away with margaritas, beer, and wine. We played cards(maybe in the form of strip poker) I am a poker player...so no worries here : ) we went night swimming in the lake...and at one point this gal decided I would run back to camp and I tripped and skid across the asphalt and got major road rash on my hand and my knee.
Injury numero uno.
The next day was spent recovering from margaritas, so bestie and I pretty much just layed out in the water all day getting our tan on.
Injury numero dos is where I am pretty sure I broke my toe, there sure are some big ol rocks in lake water.
Sunday we rode jetski's all day, I lost my water shoes(note to self: water shoes don't float in water), floated, made friends with a couple of 9 and 12 year old girls who were the sweetest girls ever. One they said I was pretty(my hair hadn't been brushed in like two days and I had no make-up) and two they said I was skinny( in my two piece). I am gonna take these girls everywhere with me. Seriously. I through bestie off my jetski doing a 360 turn; I look like I have been run over by truck with all the bruises on my body...apparently jetski ridding is rough.
Sunday evening we decided to go tubing. Bestie's mom was driving the jetski, bestie when tubing first...she had a smooth ride, stayed on, hardly any waves, sky is clear, no clouds sun is out. They ride in and then it's my turn.
I get on, clouds start rolling in, waves start white capping, I proceed to get my ass kicked by these white capping crazy waves and literally fly 100ft in the air off my tub, come back up to the surface only to find that my bikini bottoms are not on me, but floating in the water beside me. Apparently, a storm decided to roll in while I was on the tube. So, you would think I would just get my bottoms, and pack up and head to shore, right? No...I get back on the tube for ass beating number 2.
I may have had a concussion after that ride.
That evening we packed most of our stuff and stayed in the camper. We were all sore, sun kissed, bruised and tired...but it seriously was the best weekend I have had in the longest time.
Nothing like waking up in the outdoors as the sun comes up, sitting outside having your coffee, spending your day doing whatever you want, no set schedule at all.
It was awesome.
I can hardly move, and my body is covered in bruises and I have some weird tan lines, but it was perfect!