George and the Magical Hot Tub, part 2

ok, time is going by and my memory is fading so let's see how well i can keep up this story to the accuracy it deserves. the first night (friday) was very relaxing and everyone just settling in with nothing more to do other than stargazing and hot tubbin'. thollander and i took the cold basement because we were the only ones that would see that as an upgrade from our normal sleeping situation. everyone wins. lars slept in the hot tub and wasnt killed because of his superior method. saturday morning came around and i actually woke up fairly early in regards to graham time......i was up and walking around in the AMs. ate a delicious pop tart and drank some coffee as i stood outside admiring the river and morning breeze. the cool zephyr chilled my white thighs, which were exposed because my robe came undone, as the coffee soothed my insides.

the weekend was obviously on a great start. i cant speak for the others that stayed in the cabin saturday but laura, george and i went into town to shop for groceries. the plan was that laura was going to cook saturday night and george was going to cook everything else (sunday morning and sunday night). lunches were no rules...everyone on their own. i was in charge of making sure they chose the appropriate foods because i was the representative of the eating crew. however my main responsibilities were dedicated to the dessert realm because according to my blood sugar level, i was the expert.

we finally departed from the grocery store with the car packed of fresh goodies. im glad i was there for the process because george was obviously inspired by my presence when he chose the basketball sized ham as his main course for sunday nights dinner. sweeeeeet sweeeeet ham.

that night laura made an AWESOME lasagna. super fun dinner that followed the game of "crazy heads". well, i think thats what the game is called, i kinda forgot and instead of asking lars, im just going to guess. and yes, this is yet ANOTHER invention from lars. its really exciting having a real life inventor as a friend. im inspired to invent my own inventions such as: the natural pillow. this has probably been discovered before but im going to take the 'lars technique of attributing self credit to something pre-existing'. it all started when i was at the water fountain and in the corner of my eye, i saw susie approaching. at first i was struck with the irrational fear of her coming up and hitting the back of my head down to crush all my teeth on the metal spigot. but what really happened was probably just as crushing. as my head was recently buzzed, revealed the contour of my skull...she gently grabbed my head fat roll on the back of my noggin and said..."oh what is the scientific name for this fat roll?" NOOOOOOOOO!! is what i screamed inside but then i though, hey, i could use that as a pillow. BOOM! world inventor.

anyways, 'crazy heads' is the most ridiculous game ive ever played and im pretty sure we all lost 10% of our IQs for it. leaving the group still in the "intelligent" realm while i was finally bumped down to the level of smart dog. or mario lopez. the game is simple both in the rules of play and the intellect needed from the players. this game is all about speed. you pick a card from a deck of playing cards and without any noise or the use of your hands, you write out the number or letter with your.....wait for it.......HEAD!!111onewon. CRAZY HEADS! SO ZANY! CRAZY!! AAHHHHH!! LOSIN' MY MIND! well as inane as it sounds, it was actually really fun. especially when everyone became crazy and competitive. we really got into it....which is hilarious to think of us getting "serious" about crazy heads. we should really be ashamed of ourselves. good thing we had a hot tub there to loosin' up the neck muscles.

throughout the entire weekend, we played darts and pool. now this was great. because i love sports, yes i said sports, where i dont have to run around and/or get hit with a ball. and believe it or not...im pretty much a shark in both areas of pub games. george pretty much destroyed everyone in darts....for very good reason. george, a sexy young man of 33, has just become a member of a darts team. this is definitely something to brag about because george can say that he is the youngest member EVER at the LEGION! i dont know what kind of lottery george won but he got the "in" at LEEEEEEGION! an exclusive lounge for the elderly...mainly retired vets. i have yet to join him but word on the street is that rumors of my dart skills have spread like a buffet table at the LEGION and they are looking for younger chaps so that the average age of the team goes from 103 to 94. im always willing to help out. especially when it gives me two boy scout merit badges.....two birds with one stone!

"wouldnt you get 3 merit badges for this event?" asks the guy whose brain is made of used espresso cakes. NO! ill only get 'darts' and 'aide to the elderly'.....i earned my 'buffet' badge LONG AGO when i was a new born and stole all my moms hospital food. it wasnt technically a buffet but the officials in the boy scout world were nonetheless impressed with my speed and agility...especially with such tiny hands.

oh, i found a picture of george and the LEEEEGION MEN!!!

they look great.

theres a short waiting list...because the LEGION is a "one out, one in" kind of place. but its the true 'one out, one in' kinda policy because it deals with life and death.

i really did it with that whole 'legion rant'....a little off topic. whatever. what else happened at the cabin?

there will be a part 3 that is dedicated to bacon...