I must say, today could not have gone any worse. Shane and I had a good night last night, played some card games like an old couple and went to bed early. We got up late this morning (on accident) and got ready to go fishing. Not ice fishing this time thank god. Of course he was mad because I needed a whopping 20 minutes to get ready, and yes, this did include putting on make up. I feel weird without it, I can't help it. We were finally on the road when of course he realized he needed to stop at the fly shop to get more fishing supplies.
After the fly shop, we were finally on our way out to Lake Hattie. By the time we got there, maybe around 9:30, every place seemed to be occupied by other fisherman. Shane and I just couldn't say a word to each other without fighting so we were existing in awkward silence. We finally found a spot, but I was too mad to fish so I just sat in my camping chair and watched him fish. The only good part about the lake was watching the pups run around. Hunter my Dalmatian isn't much of a fan of the water except for biting the waves. Super cute.
We weren't there for even an hour and Shane was ready to go somewhere else. We drove towards Woods Landing and stopped at the little shop they have there to use the bathroom. I vaguely remember getting out and asking Shane to open up some windows for the dogs, but his response was that we were only going to be in there for a couple minutes. We went inside, bought some drinks and went back out to the truck. The next awesome part of the day happened. Shane decided it would be a good idea to leave the keys in the ignition, and we were locked out. Of course he blames it on the dogs stepping on the locks, but I think this was a combined dumb ass moment. So of course, I was sitting on the curb crying my eyes out thinking that my dogs were going to die of heat stroke in the truck. Luckily, the bartender in the restaurant turned out to be an ex cop and had a jimmy to get into the car.
After about a half hour ordeal, we were finally back in the car. With both of us still in a fantastic mood, we tried driving to Lake Owen for more fishing. All of the roads were still closed, so we turned back around and went back to Laramie. The awesomeness continued. We got home and both started feeling sick. I got an awesome migrane, and Shane was sick with some stomach thing. About 7pm this morning I got some energy and wanted a Starbucks drink. Yep, I'm gross, I know. Shane wanted a drink from sonic which I agreed to get.
Let me tell you that Sonic is the WORST place in Laramie to go to if you want even a tiny bit of decent service. I sat in the drive thru for almost 15 minutes waiting for someone to talk on the speaker. Nothing. People started honking for me to move forward, so I did. I drove up to the pay window hoping to order there. The window was half open, and there was a male standing there just staring at the computer. I started saying "sir?" several times, and nothing. I, along with 4 other people in line drove off raging. I wish I had something to throw into the window I was so mad.
I finally made it to Starbucks, which was quick and awesome. I decided I wanted two refreshing drinks so ordered an orange Valencia and a passion tea lemonade sweetened. Go figure, I got home and the Valencia was good but the other not so much. My friends at work think I'm a crazy person when it comes to ordering drinks, so if they read this I'm sure I'll get crap for it. We ended up ordering Chinese food. Poor choice I would think for someone with an upset tummy, but tis the brain of a man. : )
Well, its 7:45 pm and I like to think that nothing else can happen, but who knows! I did find out that I meet with someone from UW later this week to get my travel insurance figured out. And I currently have my sweet puppy laying with me in bed, and a good orange Valencia drink. Maybe it's all a sign I should just fall asleep now and start the day over. Shane wants to get up at 6 to go fishing again. I try to act enthusiastic but it's so damn hard! I think I like the idea of all this hunting and fishing stuff more than when I actually go out there. But, I'm working on it.
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