My Awesomely Random Life (and Everything in Between)

Hey y’all!

I am dying to know how your 4th of July was!!

Did you do anything fun? Eat anything amazing? Ooh and ahh over the sparking fireworks? Get stranded on an island for three hours in the middle of a huge lake during an epic monsoon of a thunder/lightning storm and nearly freeze your arse off in the process?

If so…holy moly, Shmoly! We were SO in the same boat!! Pun intended.

Let’s go back a good 24 hours ago…

My mom, dad, pup Thunder and yours truly packed our sunscreen, sunglasses, swimming suits and fishing poles and headed out for a day of 4th of July fun and sun. We decided to explore a new lake hidden among the beautiful Blue Ridge mountains of GA. Someone clearly didn’t need to be asked twice and was ready for the trip, tail wagging with even the mention of the words ‘car ride’.

When we got to the lake, it was absolutely breath-taking. The scenery that was sandwiched around us, the greenest of the green woods mixed with the bluest of the blue water reminded me a lot of the amazeball lakes in Wisconsin that I used to spend every summer on growing up. It was nice being back ‘home’ for just a while.

When we first hit the water, it was a cool 100 degrees. I say cool because after five straight days of triple digit degree weather, this temp actually felt cool. Craziness! As soon as we motored over to a lagoon, you betcha the first thing I did was a CANON BALL right off the side of the boat. I don’t know if I mentioned it before, but I kinda rock when it comes to the cannon ball. After many years of practice, off of diving boards and boat docks, I think I have mastered the art of the perfect ‘ball’. I’ll let you in on a little secret–all you have to remember to achieve the supreme splash-to-noise ratio is SHATH:  Speed Height And Tuck Hold. You SHATH, and you will ‘ball’ my friends.

AHHHH it felt sooooo good! Well, after I got the water out of my nose. And got the bug out of my mouth that I accidentally ate post-jump. There is nothing quite like jumping into a cold bed of water on a hot, hot, blazing hot day.

Thunder wanted to get in on some of that action so after some trepidation, a little pacing back and forth,  and a ‘should I jump in? No I’ll stay in the boat. But I think I wanna go in. But I’m not sure if I wanna get wet. But it looks so fun. But I…’ thinking, he took one, two, three steps towards the back of the boat and hopped right in.

Best. Swimming buddy. Ever.

Although he did have a habbit of doggy-paddling my back every once in a while. And shooting snot bubbles from his nose directly at my face. But other than that….

Best. Swimming buddy. Ever.

After we both got tuckered out, we got back into the boat, did some fishing (Thunder thought he should ‘retrieve’ dad’s luer), some snacking (FYI: pre-made sandwiches purchased at a gas station may be labeled as “Made Fresh Daily” but they do not indicate what day that was. Sorry mom, but I warned you…) and I was just about to get my tan on when all of sudden, the biggest storm cloud I had ever seen decided to park straight above us and shower us with H2O.

We hunkered down for a bit, hoping that the clouds would soon pass on by but after a good twenty minutes of no change, we decided to move to a different part of the lake, hoping to catch a sunny, or at least rain-free, spot of sky.

My dad: “Oh the sun will be back out in no time.”

It lightened up for a little while but just when we thought blue skies were in our future, the dark ones came rolling on back.

The heavens opened up like I had never seen before, raining cats and dogs elephants and rhinos, thundering booming louder than my mom’s snores (and that is saying something) and lightning illuminating the sky. We thought it best, or at least I did, that we make our way back to the dock and call it a day.

Oh if only it were that easy.

We were a good 6 miles from the boat landing and the weather wasn’t letting up any.

My dad: “Oh the sun will be back out in no time.”

In fact, it was raining harder and harder as time went on. We tried to go as fast as we could, get as far as we could, but the rain came down in sheets, and at the speed we were going, it felt like little liquid bullets pelting us as we zoomed by. we decided to pull up to an island and seek some sort of reprieve from the rain and wind under the trees. I may have been freezing, my mom may have had to pee like a race horse, and we were all wet as wet could be, Thunder was having the time of his life. He enjoyed a nice mud bath, found a tennis ball to play with and even made friends with some giant toads that were just chilling on some logs. I couldn’t help but LOL.  After about a half an hour, we decided to try this one more time.

My dad: “Oh the sun will be back out in no time.”

We had just made it back into the boat and started off towards the boat landing when the storm really began.

Winds were a raging, rain was a falling, lightning was a streaking and thunder was a booming. We lasted a good two minutes on the water before we had to pull of. Again. To another island.

Me: “Yeah. Ah dad? I don’t think the sun is going to be back out anytime soon.”

All four of us, literally dripping wet, stood under what little coverage we had for what felt like forever. All I could think of was that time when I was five and fishing with my dad on Shawano Lake in Wisconsin. We had to get off of the lake due to a tornado warning and take shelter in this abandoned shed (abandoned with the exception of the thousands of spiders that called it home). two of my biggest fears, spiders and tornadoes all balled into one. EEK! I had never been more scared and grossed out in my life.

When the lightning streaks became less and less frequent and the thunder began to sound further and further away, we decided to make our third time a charm and got back into the boat, going as fast as we could before God decided to use his watering can on us again. Thankfully we made it back to the docking sight. Sopping wet. Cold. And bladders very full. I never thought I would be desperate for the heat to be on in the car on July 4th in the state of Georgia but boy was I ever!

All I can say from my 3-hour tour, one that Gilligan and the Skipper would be oh so proud of, is that you could not pay me enough to be on the show Survivor.

Ever.

It may have rained on our parade (in more ways than one), but that didn’t stop us from having a [cannon] ball. It’s nice to think back on holidays that were perfectly pleasant, but even more fun to remember those that were a bit soggy.

I hope you all had a great 4th of July, even if you did end up getting a little wet 😉

Questions of the day: How did you spend Independence Day?

Could you ever participate in a show like Survivor?

 

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Comments on: "When it Rains, it Pours" (6)

  1. WOW – Sounds like you had a blast!
    I ran a few errands in the am, just chilled at home with the fam until about 4. Ten – hung out with some friends & their family at a local beach. I don’t swim – but – it was so hot – I made my way into the water anyway. The deep end in the area we were at was up to my shoulders. No fireworks for us – the girls were out like a light & hubby & I had to turn in early since we went back to work today.
    Me on Survivor – Of Course! I’d be the 1st one eliminated or kicked off the island thought – LOL

    • It was a lot of fun! A lot of wet fun, but fun super fun nonetheless lol. I am so glad that you had a great day as well although I totally agree with you on the getting to bed early thing. Holidays on a Wednesday? I think employers should adapt to that and just allow their employees to take the whole rest of the week off. NOW that’s an idea! 😉

  2. We had a cookout, tie dyed t-shirts, had a water balloon fight, and tried out the new hot tub. It was a fun day. I am a huge fan of the show, but I could never do it. I hate bugs, birds, snakes, and dirt!

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