For how little I did today, I'm surprisingly tired.
Today started off lazily enough, for the girls anyway. The boys went fishing, and the girls, with the exception of Leslie who had to go to work at seven, were up at the crack of nine. We lounged around the house and sat on the front porch soaking in the humidity when, out of almost nowhere, a storm blew in. We'd been hearing thunder all morning, and it finally dumped rain down. The boys had pulled their boat out just in the nick of time, and we were dining on left-over BBQ chicken by one.
After a long lunch, the adults and Lisa went to town while Wyatt, Leslie and I waited for Leslies friend Allie to arrive. Once she did, we set out for Gator Golf, a local go-kart put-put emporium. I won't ellaborate on the place except to say that, for Wyatt and I, it was a cultural experience.
The group gained another member, Nick, and the five of us set off (oh, and before we went to Gator's, we had a mediocre Greek meal in town). Everyone with the exception of myself went on go-karts, and then we headed over to mini golf. I did play this time. After about 12 holes, we were pooped. We headed to another friends house, watched about four minutes of a movie, and headed home. I'm so tired I'm about ready to collapse.
The adults went to town, literally. They went down to the river in down-town Little Rock, which was really neat, drove around and looked at some of the beautiful neighborhoods on a bluff overlooking the river, went to dinner at a Brazilian restaurant called Gaucho's (which was really good) and went for a drive to Big Maumelle, an old favorite fishing spot for Dad and Kerry. A good time was had by all.
Tomorrow, we're headed to church, and we'll spend our last afternoon in AK with the Walkers, finishing with a good 'ol fashioned fish-fry.
-Jane
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Jane, muffin, I didn't know you were in Alaska. I mean, that's a really long drive. And through Canada!
The abbreviation AK is for Alaska. Arkansas is AR. ;)
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