Well, tomorrow I make my journey to the heart of Oregon and join the clan for some quality camping. We brought our 30 ft. camper, our boat, and 9 bags of marshmellows. My daddy called me yesterday with some startling news though. The kinda news that just sinks your heart...Our boat sunk.
Apparently, "someone" forgot to replace the boat-plug before we threw our boat in the water and it was simply too late. The boat was over-flooding. By the time they pulled the boat back up, it was so heavy that it tweaked out the boat trailer as well. Something also screwed up the gas lines...probably all the freaking water. So now that boating is off the list of things to do, the family has resorted to hiking and making jewelry. Apparently my mother brought her little jewelry kit. Cute.
I personally am looking forward to all the stories told around the bonfire. Especially the stories told by my darling G-Ma who suffers a little bit from dimensia. She was somehow persuaded to come by my Uncle Don. He probably slipped her some mind-easing pill.
Since I am only one shade away from being considered an African American, my goal is to come back from this trip with people believing that my name is Shoneequa. Corn rows would be next on the agenda. People would have no choice but to take me seriously. Otherwise, I'd be all ova them like stink on doo-doo.
I am looking forward to what the weekend brings. Brittany already leaves for North Dakota on Saturday. Whenever life gets you down, things could be worse. You could be on a plane for fucking North Dakota ;)
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