over labor day, matty and erica and their brood came into town. (i like to think it was just to see me and mine.) we had a lot of fun while they were here. i actually got out of the house and did something physical: a hike to stewart falls. if i had known it was going to be hours-long, i probably would have opted out. i'm glad now that i didn't, but i was the most complainiest (that includes our party of 3 very vocal youngsters and 2 pretty spry 60ers). allow me to place blame on someone else for my complaints though: when i asked mor what i should wear, he said "pants, definitely pants." um, bad choice. and the tall cotton socks weren't a big help either. nor was the carrying of a sleepy, sweaty baby. by the time we reached the falls, i was ready to tap out. no thanks, i'll just wait here for the next shuttle. what? there isn't a shuttle? that's okay. i'll still wait here for it.
towards the beginning, only minimal complaining had commenced
we're following the leader, the leader, the leader
big kid coop and the falls
mor and finners and the falls
someone told my dear, sweet sister you are supposed to aim for the hip when taking pictures...bad idea here (although it does allow you to see my rolled-up jeans and tall socks)
morals of the story: i thoroughly enjoy nature, mostly from the confines of my car or my home (thank you, natgeo); and the next time this girl goes on any outdoor excursion, she will be doing some calisthenics beforehand.
which idiotic sister took that shot? were you even at the waterfall? retard.
ReplyDeleteWhat? No, pictures of everyone running back to the car in the torrential downpour? Nature is nice, when it's not attacking you.
ReplyDeleteholy crap cooper is huge? what happened? it's been way too long...
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