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Please Pass the Meat-sicle

July 7th, 2008 · No Comments

We were invited to a 4th of July party at a lake house. This lake house is owned by my son-in-law’s step-father (keeping up so far?) I have met this man maybe twice since the middle daughter got married. History states that this man has never invited any “kids” out to his lake house in the past 17 years he has owned the place. This was a big step for him.  

And then we blew in and took over. The poor man never knew what hit him!  

We pitched tents in his front lawn, we docked our boat on his pier and we brought our own fireworks and alcohol… 

The day started off beautiful and several boat rides were enjoyed by all. Our host made a lot of great grilled food and killer desserts. I am not a sweets person, but the blueberry cobbler was yummy! (Hubby deviated from his diet for one day.)  By afternoon a bit of a storm blew in across the lake and we all moved into the host’s screened in porch. It was then that we broke out the alcohol. The kiddie-boos taught us a card game and let’s just say middle daughter got a little loud (in front of her in-laws, no less). Several crude jokes and innuendo ensued as the “meat-sicle” was developed. I laughed so hard I cried. 

Thankfully the rain moved out and we were able to pitch our tents and set up a fire pit. Boy is the Last Boy Scout. If not for this well tempered builder, we would all be sleeping in our cars! There were buckets (yes actual buckets) of margaritas and strawberry daiquiris, we roasted marshmallows and made s’mores, and then set off a multitude of fireworks over the lake. Yes, a couple of unpredictable zingers nearly burned down our tents, but live and learn, right?  

You could say we slept in until 6 a.m. when our hosts began puttering about outside. YIKES! When I crawled out of my tent and looked around, the entire outside of this poor man’s beautiful lake house was complete devastation! It looked like a three-day Woodstock event had just taken place.  Lawn chairs, beer cans, firewood and ashes, hundreds of spent fireworks containers and sticky marshmallow branches, cigarette butts, wet towels, life jackets and boat toys littered everywhere!  

The massive clean up quickly began. When Hubby and I finally gathered up the courage to thank our hosts for a wonderful time, all the man could say was, “Well, I bet you all slept well.”

 

We tightly packed four cars and one boat with every shred of evidence that we were ever there and the eight of us were completely out of there by 7:30 a.m.  

Needless to say, we got home and promptly went back to bed. It is now after 2 p.m. and I have to reclaim the interior of my car before the moldy smell of wet swimsuits takes over, but man we had a good time! It’s a damn shame we will never be invited back. Happy Independence Day!!

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