Tail Gating

Lots of these weekends go by, and if you ask me what I did for the weekend, I'll say oh not much. Not because I didn't but more so because I don't remember. So in an effort to sharpen my weekend memory I am going to type it down. Friday I was out of town for the whole day, I had to drive to the big city to big up a door for the jobsite. I then went to the mall since we don't have one, and got myself a new haircut. After that supper by myself at east side mario's. The drive home, was quick and painless, mostly because the car in front of me was an SL55 Amg, and the one in front of him a Z06. So we were like 3 bats out of hell. Got to bed around midnight, and even though I was awake didn't get out till 12. Saturday I had some chores to run in town, and of course get a coffee. Than I went for a hike, just me and my ipod. I ended up on a very steep old bike trail over looking the river. So I decided to pretend a mountain cat was chasing me, and ran like hell, jumping over trees, up inclines, down, under trees, in between trails, all while trying to stay on the trail, that if I slipped I would fall to my demise. That is of course until my phone rang, which I was kinda surprised that I had it for one, and that I had reception for another. My uncle calling me to remind me about the Golf fundraiser we were going to that night. Sunday I was up for church, then filled the day with house chores, visiting the client at the job site. Than preparing for our hike/bbq. We ended up not hiking, but tail gating by twin lakes, which you can cliff dive into. I was the youngest person there by 25 years at least. But I always have a blast with that group. Everybody still reeling from the death of a friend, but also laughing and having a great time. I left early as I am driving to the big city again tomorrow, and need sleep for driving. Something about driving 3.5 hours, and the loud hum of the diesel F350 make me sleepy.