Three Day Weekend Cont.

As I was saying, Derrick and I met Kalyn, Mac, Patrick, and Chelsea up at the lake. We reached the lake around 1:30pm. With everyone trying to figure out what to do, we decided to buy a volleyball net and ball. Kalyn, Fletcher (my cousin), and I drove to a nearby Wal-Mart to see what they had in stock. Unfortunately, the employees were useless with the help they gave. After one lady told Fletcher-- a 5'10'' 165 lb 8th grader-- to get out of the cart, we asked her where we could find a volleyball and/or a net. She took us to the soccer section, which was not exactly what we were looking for. We left Wal-Mart and decided to try Meijer's. We found a volleyball net and ball packaged together right away, bought it, and returned to the lake house to set it up. We finished around sunset, so we really didn't get a great chance to play. Instead, our rebellious sides got to us as we decided to fill up water balloons and go out on the pontoon boat to launch them at bonfires and parties. Patrick brought his water balloon launcher, which could launch balloons hundreds of feet at approximately 75mph. It was a dangerous weapon, but we were having a blast. Although we were unsuccessful by sea, we decided to try shooting them from land. We found a party that was going on in a garage and hid behind a nearby treeline. We attempted to shoot the balloons over the trees in order to hit the party. The people were either too drunk to notice water ballons or we missed the party completely because no reaction was heard or seen. We decided to give up for the night and return home. There, we played some card games and watched tv. Then we went to bed for the night.

Sunday: Sunday was a much more active day overall. The day's activities included tubing, volleyball, water trampolining, jet skiing, pontoon boat riding, swimming, etc. It was also my brother John's birthday! He turned 10 years old. He had some of his friends up and they had a grand ole' time. ANYWAYS, tubing was a blast. At times it was painful, but overall, it was extreme. Wipeouts left and right were happening and some crazy barrel rolls from Mac as well. Later that day, Kyle Beutler, Kelly Lehman, Logan Robrock, and Reid Braun came over to hang out. Kyle ended up spending the night, while Kelly, Logan, and Reid all hung out for a good hour or two. As the day went on, more tubing occurred. Finally, the birthday festivities began. We got to eat cake and ice cream, which is always a treat. Some of us sat by the bonfire and talked about some funny relatives while others sat inside and laughed so loud, it could be heard from outside. To end the night, we decided to go on a late night pontoon ride. We brought water balloons, which turned into a fun game. First, we were throwing them at docks and sometimes at each other. At one point, Kyle yelled, "Oops!" and threw a water balloon, which hit Chelsea directly in the head. It was possibly the funniest thing I've ever seen. Kyle could not stop laughing. Then, we would throw the water balloons high into the air. Since it was so tough to see the balloons, it was surprise where they would hit. On the last throw, Kyle was drilled right in the shoulder and got soaked. I guess it was payback. For most of the ride, I just reclined on one of the seats on the boat, looked at the stars, and listened to music. It was very relaxing.

Monday: The same old stuff happened, really. Tubing, volleyball, hanging out. It was a laid back day. We ended up leaving the lake around 5:30pm. Made it home around 6:30 or 7pm, and that concluded an overall fantastic weekend.

Labor Day Weekend

Well, I'm back for my 600+ words for this week. Topic of conversation? The 3 day weekend of course.

Friday: Well school was as boring as it could possibly be. I honestly don't remember anything that happened. The fact I was either spacing out or asleep probably contributes to that. Anyways, after school, I basically just sat at home until 9pm. At that time, I drove to Huntington North to meet up with my friend Derrick. Then, we drove to his house in Hartford City. We stopped at McDonald's and then I spent the night at his house.

Saturday: Derrick and I woke up at about 7:30am to drive into a small town called Montpelier to sign up for a 3 on 3 basketball tournament. Our team name was Team Moist. It consisted of Derrick, Jason Doerhman (from Concordia), and myself. We all played together for our travel team over the summer, so we had a basic understanding of each other and good chemistry. It was an outdoor tournament, which made it pretty fun. We ended up placing 3rd. The team we lost to had three guys averaging six feet and three hundred pounds. The loss was questionable. Teams would play to twelve, and we would have to win by two. ANYWAYS, the score was tied up at thirteen a piece. The guy I was defending-- who smelled vaguely similar to a used toilet and a garbage can combined-- picked up his dribble, later to dribble once more. If you are not familiar with the rules of basketball, this is referred to as a double dribble and is illegal. However, he claimed he did not commit the crime, so to say, and the game went on. Approximately eighteen seconds later, one of his teammates-- who smelled the same with a rotten egg added on top-- hit a bank-in three pointer. It was bogus. He didn't even call it. It was a bitter ending to a fun tournament overall. After the tournament was over, Derrick and I drove about about an hour and a half north to my lake, Lake Gage. We met Mac, Patrick, Chelsea, and Kalyn up there.

Wow, hunger just punched me right in the face, gut, and man-region simultaneously, so I'm going to grab some food and continue my weekend journey on a later date. Peace out, home slices.