Oh the joys of running off for the weekend with no kids. Well, the joys had the four wheeler not broken in the first morning there. We played at the fire Friday night. I drank an energy drink, which I'm not allowed to do. I turn into "Hammy" from "Over the Hedge".
For some reason Raschel kept volunteering West for every insane idea she had so by the end of the night our favorite quote was "you are not lifting me over you head, you are NOT tossing my salad!" What does it mean? Not sure exactly, but it was extremely late and we were extremely delirious and laughing too hard at everything.
Dustin does this eye thing that just CREEPS me out:
We were having way too much with the camera. "Stephanie, get your camera!"
Cute Sarah made us all earrings:
Dustin can fling me around like a rag doll:
The next morning West blew a reed and we spent most of the day trying to track one down in the surrounding towns, to no such luck. Which translates to no four wheeling pictures, and more fire pictures.
Shane was bragging about his "Abraham" beard the entire night.
Hey let's take a picture of Hogge and Shane... uh... ????
Much better guys.
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