Memorial Day Weekend

Friday after work my friend Trish and I went to the gym to start working out. I think it went really well and we plan on going at least every other day. While I may be out of shape I think I know how to work out really well and my whole body was definitely hurting over the weekend.


Saturday Shane and I slept in a bit, and then headed out to the beaver ponds to go fishing. We hadn't been there yet, but it was beautiful and no other people were out there. I honestly had been getting tired of fishing because I hadn't caught anything since the beginning of the year when we were going ice fishing. But this weekend was apparently my lucky weekend, and I got probably ten in total. Who would have thought that fishing is actually fun when you are actually catching some ha. The weather eventually started turning for the worst so we headed home. Turns out, Laramie was actually under a tornado watch and we were fishing maybe twenty miles away from where a funnel cloud was spotted. Whoops. We didn't see anything except a funky looking cloud. We went home and just hung out the rest of the day.


Sunday we got up early again and went up to Lake Owen to fish as well. The weather was ok, but not as nice as Saturday. Poor Shane gave me all of his fishing luck once again. We ran into some people that Shane knew and ended up following them to their camp and hung out for a while. We then decided it would be a good idea (insert sarcasm here) to drive back to Laramie and pick up camping stuff and head back up to Lake Owen to stay the night with the group of people. It was so freaking cold and snowed a good portion of the evening with temperatures below freezing. We got tired early and went to set up our 2 man tent in the bed of his truck and we managed to forget the poles to set up the tent... so we had 2 big sleeping bags and slept in the bed of the truck under the stars with our 2 dogs as well. It was extremely uncomfortable and at one point even the dogs were shivering so we put them in the middle of us under the sleeping bags and they fell asleep. I surprisingly fell asleep as well, but woke up cold again around 4. We moved into the wall tent that had a fire in it which Shane started up, but for some reason we couldn't get the smoke to draft correctly and I kept thinking we were going to fall asleep and not wake up.. not fun. Finally fell asleep again, and woke up around 8 that morning. Shane wanted to hang around longer but I was over it and wanted to go home. Spent the rest of memorial day watching TV and cleaning. Not even the dogs got up more than a couple times.


Peru is starting to feel real. The only thing I can think of that I don't have yet to bring down is work pants. Hopefully going to Sierra Trading Post this weekend to take care of that. Nothing much else planned for the rest of the week. I keep forgetting that it isn't a Monday and it feels strange. Shane goes on call on Friday, and I may head down to Littleton for the weekend to celebrate three of my old neighbors graduating from high school/college, and to see Lynn and Nick one more time before I leave for Peru. My mom and her parents will be here in a couple weeks to see me, which I am excited for. Hopefully Shane will get the boat registered this week so we can actually take it out with the motor.