It was so weird to be with my old high school best friend while she was turning 30. We stayed up late on Saturday night chatting about where our lives are and where we thought we would be by now. How we feel left behind and unsatisfied in so many areas of our lives. I've been thinking a lot about that stuff lately because my 30th is just around the corner and it was so reassuring to hear that K felt the same. Hmmm, lots to think about, or maybe I just need to stop being so dramatic...
Driving the house boat turned into quite a drama and we actually hit a few other boats and trees and couldn't even park the boat. The boys driving were quite stressed out, but I was quietly giggling at the mishaps we kept having. At one point we were in the hot tub on the roof of the boat and one girl was nearly decapitated by a tree branch and then 5 minutes later we hit another boat head on. OK, it sounds pretty bad, but it was very funny.
Karma came back to bite my arse when I took a major spill. In my defense, it wasn't really my fault, even though I was drunk... We had torrential rain and flooding this weekend and as I was walking back to the houseboat on Saturday night in the pouring rain, the ground literally collapsed under me like quicksand and I slid down the muddy river bank. I was covered in mud from head-to-toe and I had to throw out my hand bag because it was such a mess. My BRAND NEW shoes are also completely trashed, but I am hoping to try and save them because I love them so much. I'm so glad to be home now and finally warm and dry because I don't deal with getting muddy very well.
Some photos...
Me and my high school best friend at her 30th. We are both a little worse for wear by this stage and my drunken lazy eye has come out to play, but it's the only photo I have from the night.
The injuries, this actually hurts way more than it looks.
Recovery back home on the couch. Despite how it may look, I am wearing pants in this photo...
I told AJ to get out of my photo and his cheeky head popped up from behind the couch. Plus you can see all my dirty secrets-- the TV shopping network reflecting in the balcony door window and the two blocks of chocolate sitting on the couch...