Well folks, I'm back and plugged back in...and by that I mean I have WiFi and solid cell reception without standing on top of the toilet in the corner of the cabin bathroom. Okay now it sounds like I'm complaining, but my gawwdd was it nice to disconnect and get away from the tweeting, liking, pinning, blogging and checking in for a whole week. Oh and not working AT ALL. As previously stated, Josh and I went up to Hayward with his whole Dad's side of the fam like we usually do every summer and rented out cabins off of the lake. It's serene, peaceful, tradition. Sometimes a week away from the daily grind just isn't enough, but I'll take what I can get!! :)
These vacations are the best. The type where the makeup stays off, hair is thrown to the side and you throw on a bikini or shorts everyday....with a Summer Shandy or mixed drink in your hand.
Oh and I must say that YES I did achieve my goal of reading Gone Girl while I was up there and yep, all of your reviews were right! What an effed up book! But oh so good. The ending had me kind of disappointed though. I took frequent reading breaks while boating and fishing.
Later on in the week we go into town where all of these cute souvenir stores are along with an old candy shop AND the Wine Cave. Josh and I recently made this discovery and I was beside myself with excitement. Of course I would manage to find a place like this. We bought a couple of bottles and celebrated with cheese curds...because...Wisconsin.
This is what heaven looks like.
There were a few cooler days, but that just made it easier to not fry in the sun all day...although of course I love my vitamin D. We played badminton, had bonfires, played Cards Against Humanity (when the kids were asleep of course baha) and of course the staple Scrabble games by the lake. We're all very competitive Scrabble players. It's only a matter of time before someone screams and yells about how they have way too many damn vowels or consonants or curses our the person who plays all of their letters.
And per usual, every year, each fam takes a night to make dinner for the whole army crowd. Josh and I collaborated with his cousin and bf with beer brats, burgers and a bacon wrapped type meatloaf and delicious sides. Our dinner night was a success!
We also went kayaking and came across this creepy, old abandoned cabin. The windows had bullet holes, there was a really old mattress littered with beer cans and one high heel in a corner...of course my addiction to Criminal Minds kicks in and I automatically think of this as some kind of hidden crime scene. Where I stepped in poison ivy AND got eaten alive by a million mosquitoes. Lovely. Luckily the poison ivy didn't get to my skin and I got away unscathed. Phew. This happened a mere day or so before my race...thank sweet baby Jesus I didn't suffer from any symptoms...nothing like running a race with oozing blisters. You're welcome for that image.
Each week at the lodge they hold a dart tournament too (although I just cheer on the hubs and drink way too much). Mud slides - what I like to call adult milkshakes- were made on the reg by my MIL and she's a pro. Yum. Josh didn't win this year, but the win usually always goes to someone in the fam since we kind of all dominate the resort for that week baha.
The week always goes by really fast. Too fast. In the last couple of days before everything is packed up, everyone scrambles to get in a last swim, game or go fishing for the last time before we head out again. Cards Against Humanity and other trivia games paired with my adult milkshakes and I was a happy woman.
I already miss those boat rides and the view from our cabin. Can we rewind to like...mid last week? I'll compromise.
It's a great family tradition that everyone upholds and the hubs and I are now counting down until next July..and hopefully I'll also continue counting down in terms of my weight gain that also naturally occurred from said adult milkshakes and delicious food that everyone made.
We packed up on Saturday morning and headed out at 7am to our usual breakfast place where they serve the "cakes" that are pancakes that are the size of a seat cushion. Not kidding.
And seriously, WHY does it seem like it takes twice as long to get home on the way back?! I was dying. By the time we got home at around 3:30pm, I had to pack up my race stuff and headed out to my friend's where we would prep for race day...that effing required us to get up at 4 IN THE MORNING. Apparently runners aren't allowed to sleep. These fricken races are starting earlier every single time I register!! Stay tuned for my race day happenings and pics! I have a feeling my official photos will either be epic or I might look mentally challenged from sleep deprivation.