Lost In A Small PA Town

Snippets of my life withOUT a live-in lover and her elderly father that just moved in.(again!)(Now it's out again, oh that revolving door!) Letting go of old feelings and seeking out new ones.

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Location: Christmas Tree Capital, Western PA

Where being Lost takes on a whole new meaning..

Friday, August 11, 2006

Camp Stories...just for you C

What do you get when you put four adult women, one man and a twenty-one year old together? You get lots of laughter and two women smashed, two happy, one sober man and a 21 year old that can drink everyone under the table. Being with friends and letting loose alittle was worth the headache in the morning. I have to admit that it felt good, I haven't gotten that tanked in years...we were remembering our younger days when booze parties were held on old strip job sights, how we scattered when an unknown car was approaching, and how some got poison ivy from laying in the bushes. Not I!! How we tried to water ski in the middle of night after a few too many and I'll admit to being in on this one. Still to this day; I can't water ski. You all have to remember thirty years or so ago things were different. Back then we had no worries, we were carefree and sometimes very stupid. Times have changed; we still get stupid sometime, we've made it to our fifties and we can be thankful for all the old memories; plus making new ones for the years ahead.

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Thanks, D for keeping it rated "G". I still have zero water skiing ability (or snow skiing for that matter). Maybe one day if I try it sober??! Anyway it was great seeing you again. Love you lots!

C

9:43 PM  

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