Friday after work Wes and I left for Belmont to visit Russ and Betsy. We arrived around 9pm, freshened up and headed to downtown Belmont for a few drinks and to watch some fireworks. Of course we were late and missed the show but we decided that it'd still be a good idea to walk to a local bar. It was almost a chore to get a drink in this flippin' place and I doubt they could've gotten one more person in there. (a midget or very small person may have fit but definately not an average size human) After we burnt off the beer calories by walking to the car we headed back to Russ and Bets place, crawled into bed and tried not to let the excitement of our upcoming events keep us awake!
Saturday morning came quick and we threw all of our crap in the truck and made our way towards the U.S. National Whitewater Center for a day of rafting, kayaking, beer, friends and our favorite band.
To make a long story semi-short...we flat water kayaked, whitewater rafted, mega-jumped, stuffed our faces, drank our poison of choice, rocked out, and made a million memories and after sleeping in the truck 3 hours we eventually made it back to Belmont to hit the sack.
We woke up Sunday morning to realize that we would not live 2 more seconds without food...and not just any food would do. Bojangles was in order. We manage to get our breakfast down, pack our crap and head back to the 919 to BBQ with my family. I took at least 80 billion photos and I've just now finished cropping, uploading and tagging said photos. As much as I'm enjoying blogging my unbelievable life, I'm fairly certain my bed is calling my name.
It's been real folks. Not that you gave a damn anyway but there goes my second blog. Whoopty doo. Go Traci.
Peace and Love.
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