What a weekend.

I don’t even know where to start because all the stories and jokes would be lost on here because you had to be there to hear them. Yes it was one of those weekends. One in which all the jokes will be told for years to come and unless you were there you will never understand just how funny they are. Inside jokes for the 8 of us.

The kicker of the whole weekend was that we had a boat. Yes, a boat. And you know we sang that song about being on a boat about 5 million times. So much so that I never want to hear that song again.

It was while sitting on the boat in the hot sun in the middle of the lake that a thought came to me. No matter how much crap I might have to face in my life – the cancer, the stresses, the frustrations – I have a pretty friggin sweet life. There I was, in one of the most beautiful settings in the world, with the people I care about the most, with not a care in the world. After what I have been through these past few months it was absolutely perfect.

We made meals that looked like they came straight out of an Italian kitchen. BBQ’d Flank Steak, Baked Potatoes, Caesar Salad, BBQ’d Corn. It was all so amazing. I know how to organize good food for a camping trip. Marlee even made home-made hash browns, eggs, & bacon for breakfast and Mike made Egg McMuffins. We lived like Kings.

Pat was on fire the whole weekend. OMG I don’t know where he came up with half of the stuff he did. We just pissed ourselves laughing for hours.

Dario even made is past 12am one night. 3:38 to be exact. We were shocked

Ryan and Mike showed off their killer Wake-boarding skills and Elise drank half a bottle of wine and woke up with Fish Eye. Haha. Fish Eye.

Maybe if we plan it right, for our next camping trip, Marlee can get all of us hunting hats with LED lights.

And that was just the first night…