This weekend was so full, but it feels like I haven't gotten anything useful done.
Swimming in the quarry was defiantly fun, but sore muscles making. It's been a very long time since I've gone swimming in a live lake. There were turtles monitoring our progress, and in the shallows fish swam around legs and nibbled my toes. Cody held still trying to lure the fish to him, but he was resolutely avoided much to his irritation.
K: You have to hold still.
C: I am holding still. They're just not coming over.
K: look, see? They like me just fine.
C: That's because you have disney princess jeans. I'm surprised they aren't singing.
We didn't make it all the way around the half mile course. Not even half way. Swimming a lap isn't like running one. If you get too tired, or if your leg cramps up you can just stop running. Heck, you can sit your ass down on the course if you like. You might be an obstacle of others but you won't say accidently breathe unbreathable stuff and die. That is a sort of an issue with water.
But we, and Asyslus who took us out there, survived. Despite Chris's attempts to give himself another heart attack on the final leg.
Afterward we hightailed it back to the house, covered in lake, to clean the house before the star trek guys showed up to make boffers for summit. Why are the star trek guys making boffers for their convention you ask? They are 'star trek' guys right? Well. Let's just say it's sort complicated. Instead of ten being the highest number of people to expect, I think we ended up with 15. Which is sort of a lot to fit in our wee little house. Swords were made, then we they played rock band until like, eleven. Which is a bit a stretch considering that they arrived at 2pm. As a result we missed out of seeing Thax and E, which I am regretful about. But as a consolation prize I did get to watch Cody take up the mic and sing Metallica. Enter the Sandman has never been so comical. You see, Cody has a theory that to properly sing like James Hetfeild you have put a 'RrrrrAA!' noise on the end of each stanza. So the song went something like this.
"Say your prayers little one. Don't forget, my son, To include everyone RrrrrrAAA!"
Tuck you in, warm within, Keep you free from sin, Till the sandman he comes RrrrA!
I think I might be in love. =)
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