Monday, June 21, 2010

That's Not a Fish, That's a Goldfish Cracker

I can't seem to get my shit together to post on Mondays. I try, I really do, but something always happens and I either don't get it done, or you get a lame post like this one.

This time, my weekend was WAY TOO AWESOME to even think about what I was going to post yesterday. I spent Friday night, Saturday and Sunday enjoying the weather and making every moment of the summer count.

To recap, because I know you all are DYING to know:

Friday night: We had some awesome thunderstorms rolling through my town, so Leland and I, along with some very good friends of ours Double C and Zizzo, sat in our garage and watched the lightning shoot across the sky. For a good half hour the lightning and thunder was right on top of us which gave us an amazing show to watch.

Saturday: We woke up early because I was supposed to watch my nephew participate in a fun run at our local park. However, even though I got there before the start of the race, I still wasn't allowed in. So I went home, picked up Leland, and we went fishing with Double C and Zizzo.

We have taken Bacchus fishing with us several times, and USUALLY he is super calm and just hangs out. This time was different. During the very first cast of the morning, Bacchus jumped into the creek and chased after the line. Even though we were all yelling at him to come to shore, he got caught in the strong current and was taken downstream.

I started running along the bank of the creek to try and catch up with him. Why I thought it was a good idea for ME to run along a rocky and uneven creek bank, I have no idea. I am sure you all know where this is going.

Because I was very worried about my dog, I wasn't really paying attention to where my feet were landing. So OF COURSE my right foot lands in a mud hole and the entire right side of my body goes down along with it. Because that is the kind of thing that happens to me. But don't worry. Other than losing my shoe and my cell phone to the mud hole, I am just fine.

And of course Bacchus came back to us JUST AFTER I fell down.

I spent the rest of the morning fishing barefoot and having a great time with my friends. When we were tired of not catching anything, we decided to go swimming. We packed everything up and then spent the next 5 hours swimming at another friend's house. We drank a lot of beer, played some pool noodle baseball and we all got sunburned. We capped the night off with a bonfire.

Sunday: Leland and I bought my dad a fishing license for Father's Day, so we spent the morning checking out some local fishing spots with my dad. It was another HOT and sunny day but we loaded on the sunscreen and enjoyed fishing with my dad. We caught some little blue gills that we tossed back but had a good time fishing nonetheless. This time we kept Bacchus on a leash so he couldn't chase after the lines. The leash was long enough for him to get in the water to cool off, but he wasn't able to go far into the lake. Maybe it was his splashing around the shore that kept us from catching fish.

Our weekend came to an end with a dinner at my parent's house and then watching True Blood. Now it is Tuesday and I am at work, daydreaming about hooking a worm and casting a line.

19 comments:

heartinhand said...

Sounds like a great weekend!

Intense Guy said...

:)

That sounds like a perfect weekend to me!!

Well, except the fall into the mud (and man, am I ever glad you are OK!! Sheesh... please be careful!)

Sounds like Bacchus needs to practice up on his fishing technique...

Cara Smith said...

What a fun weekend.

You need to be careful though...you sound a lot like me. I can hurt myself doing just about anything.

Kathie @ Just a Happy Housewife said...

As I was reading that, I thought, oh no! she's probably going to say she re-injured herself! phew! thank goodness you and Bacchus are both ok :-)

McVal said...

Sounds wonderful! Except for the slipping and falling bit... I'm glad your dog is ok too!
What? No closets to clean out or boxes to sort? No carpets to vacuum or cars to detail?
Ahh - the before kids days...

carma said...

fun stuff!

MiMi said...

Sounds like a great weekend! Except for the mudhole stuff...
:)

MommyLovesStilettos said...

Sounds like a great weekend! I love swimming, fishing, and beer drinking :)

Taylor-Made Wife said...

sounds like my kind of weekend...even down to the damn dog that only comes when Austin calls him and chooses to ignore me except when its dinner time...brat.

Much More Than Mommy said...

Did we both use a Friends reference in our blog titles today?

Glad you had such a great weekend and SO glad to hear you didn't hurt yourself when you fell!!

skinnybitching said...

eek... so glad you didn't hurt yourself when you fell! i thought for sure that this post was going to lead to another hip injury.... and now i kind of want some pretzel goldfish.

sounds like an awesome wkend!

Christiejolu said...

Sounds like fun...It is too hot here to enjoy the outdoors...Have I mentioned I hate Arizona summers??? You sound as clumsy as me!

KarmaPearl said...

I have never been fishing. That sounds like a really fun weekend! I'm glad that you're okay after your spill.

The Random Blogette said...

That sounds like so much fun, except for the slipping and falling. I am glad that you are ok though. I hope the vag is feeling better too!

Sara said...

I love your dog's name.

And yes, posting on Mondays is damn near impossible.

Or maybe it's just not advisable.

I don't know. Either way, I try not to do it.

Cathy said...

Sounds like a great summer weekend to me! I was waiting for "I rebroke my pelvis when I fell on the rocks". Thankfully that didn't happen!

wines constantly said...

Sounds like perfect summer fun!
It's been entirely too long since I've last been fishing. Must remedy that soon.

Lola Lakely said...

Sounds like the best weekend. From one person who is a frequent faller/slipper to another, I heart you. And this post.

Keeper of the Skies Wife said...

Summer weekends are the best! SOunds like y'all had a wonderful one.