My sister Amy decided that we needed to get out of the house. So we packed a picnic lunch, and drove with the Mother and the Wee Sisters to.... Here!
And um.... it was awesome. There was, as you can see, a creek, which was so cold our ankles ached until we numbed up. Welcome to mountain life, people: the land of loads of snow and frozen ankles. =)
We were absolutely, completely alone, and seeing as I am borderline agoraphobic, that just about suited me fine.
We took way too many pictures. Like.....way.
The creek had lots of little islands. (I know they have an official name, but you know what? Official names are overrated.)
This is me, the great explorer. Exploring. See what I discovered? Aren't I amazing? :)
*Treskie trills songs from Oklahoma!* "There's a bright golden haze on the meadooooow....ooooooh what a beautiful mooooorning....!"
I don't usually goof around and take retarded pictures of strange poses. But I'm beginning to see the appeal. We are spies. We do spy things... Like wear super cool spy sunglasses. Do not try this at home.
Incidentally, I was wearing my Psych outfit:
This is what I thought I looked like:
This is what I really looked like:
Then we built a house. A small, elf sized house. It looked more like one of those tropical island huts. My mom referred to it as a Gilligan's Island hut.
I thought it looked more like the shack in Father Goose:
And I went around saying, "ALL of them, Frank!" In my best Cary Grant imitation. Heheh
All in all I'd vote that the day just about reached the 'pink of perfection'. It was so nice and relaxing. And I only got a tad sunburned. Hardly noticeable. *cough, cough*
And that's about as much as I have to offer for the evening. **waves**