Some of that included spiffy life jackets. High fashion times.
But I'm jumping ahead.
First, we hit the movies. Dark Knight in Imax, with our seats chosen in advance.
Fun movie. Unfortunately for everyone I encounter, I can't stop talking like Bane. And when I do, it often becomes a a messed up version of the mutants from The Mighty Boosh.
Then there were beers.
Because there are always beers.
The next day? After the dog park, it was time to hit the island.
Everyone got to ride the ferry for free, because Target is in a promotional whirlwind and hooked people up.
Thanks Target. I like free. Love it, in fact.
Started the island off with some beers and sammiches at the Rectory, then off we went to explore and take advantage of the last bits of summer. (Hold me. That makes me wanna cry.)
My male counterpart had never been to the island before, and I am a horrible tour guide.
"I don't know where we are. This isn't familiar. I think that's a beach. WHERE ARE THE KIDDIE RIDES?! Do you have any candy? I hafta pee."
I am a toddler.
Beach time was had, of course, but then we decided to forgo adulthood and meandered into Centreville.
Yep. Rides. Because I said so.
After being stepped on repeatedly by a severely whiny little kid, we drove an old timey car around a track that 5 year-olds had no trouble handling.
From there, we upped our game - we drove a swan.
Stop looking at me, swan!
Now, the thing about me is... I'm afraid of heights. In a very, very bad way. And yet, people around me really like to try to get me to face that fear and do things that make me freak the hell out.
This splashy log ride thingy, while not high by normal standards, was enough to make my palms sweat a bit. But I went on it.
Video was taken of yours truly acting like a chicken shit during the incline. Stay tuned.
Sunday was spent in Kensington where I refrained from buying an apartmentful of bacon-related accessories. The willpower. I gots it.
That all brings us to Monday.
The day of headaches, work, and exhaustion.
Time for a nap. Even Goose & Maverick take naps. (Especially Goose... he took a dirtnap.)