Let the Games Begin!

Red Stripe training officially began this weekend. Tomorrow is the nine day mark until my boy, myself, and my girls leave for JAMAICA!!! I am so excited and absolutely cannot wait. 8 days and 7 nights of pure, unadulterated bliss. Woo hoo!

T's 4th of July bash was Saturday and the Sun God didn't answer our prayers. It was rainy and yucky and yet we had the best time. About 20 people showed up and as the evening progressed, very strange comments were being bandied about and somehow they all took on a "bad" connotation. Go figure. With the way my mind has been working lately, that's no surprise. Here are some of the "best" ones:

Don't burn the weiners.
One little poke and the cobwebs are gone.
Did you get it off? Yes, with my mouth.
I need more juice.
There's some beef in the house.
It's a little bit further down that I thought it would be.
I hate it when it's just a squirt.
It was tough but I twisted it until it popped off.
Strap a board to it.
It's not that tight.
I can't find the hole.

When a men's hockey team showed up, nope not kidding, I took my leave. I hope you all had a great weekend!

Happy Monday!