"That's Bloggable"

This weekend was pretty good. Friday night my bro came over to spend the night. That was fun because we cooked a delicious dinner together and in general just hung out for a while.

Saturday afternoon Z and I went to the store to get one of those inflatable boats to take on the river. I wasn't sure how much fun it would be, and thought I would feel a little too dorky in it, but hey, we're poor. So we went to the river with the inflatable boat, the air pump we use for our air mattress, our radio cooler, and the intention to stay just for a while. (We didn't get to the water until 6:00.)

It was so much fun! We floated, rowed (we got the oars that go with it), swam, etc. It was great. We were each swimming in the river next to our raft when we saw a guy with a gigantic boat start to stear right towards us. I started to feel silly, because, everyone once in a while, some passing boater would assume we were floating away from our broken down boat, and think we needed help. Well, then he turned away and we realized he was just headed toward the boat ramp to go home. We proceeded to watch him drive right into an extremely shallow part, (like 2 inches deep) and get caught in a sand bar. We swam/pulled the raft to him and his wife, and all four of us had to push his boat until it slid back to the water. Z commented that it should make us feel much better to have rescued him. He said, "Now, that is bloggable." So there you go.

When it started getting slap-out dark we were rowing back in to go home. By the time we got the inflatable boat with all of our stuff out of the water and up the big hill to our car, it was completely dark (9:00). As we got closer to our car, a car alarm pierced the silence and scared me because it was totally dark and quiet all around us. The headlights were flashing, and I asked Z if that was our car, thinking one of us had accidentally hit the panic button while our hands were full. Then we see a guy running like hell in the opposite direction. He'd been trying to break into the truck just 15 feet from our car! So, bad ass that I am, yelled at him, "You better run!" I consider myself soley responsible for saving that person's truck and boat trailer.

Today we tried out another church. It's a no. They have been without a pastor for over a year now, and obviously lack leadership. I'm not into that. Also, they sing their songs with words displayed on a screen. Really not into that.

This afternoon I drove to T-town for my friend's baby shower. It made me so sad to go back and think that I don't live there anymore. It was kind of strange to drive around and realize it was not my home. Anyway, the shower was very nice, and it was great to see the almost-mama.

I'm worn out from all my paddling and swimming of yesterday, and I'm catching Z's cold, so I have a sore throat. Hope everyone's weekend was very nice.