My readers know I'm a dorky chatter. I know you are all making fun of me, I just don't care... Anyways. Mama Kat issued her writing prompts for this week and it was so funny that #2 on the list was " That one time you went camping"
As it happens I was "Camping" just last weekend. Bobby and I took off Friday morning on a 4 hour drive to go hang out with a bunch of our chat friends. All in all I think 14 people showed up. Bobby brought all his DJ gear and he mixed live. It was streamed into the chat room all weekend. Friday evening was pretty chill. I had a horrible headache so I didn't drink.
Saturday, on the other hand, was a much different story. I think I cracked my first beer at 2 in the afternoon. Anyone who knows me, knows I don't drink often. So when I do it doesn't take much. By 5 or 6 I was toasted. I'd been thrown in the pool a couple of times. We played a drinking game. Music trivia, which I won. I did my victory dance on a speaker. I was subsequently scooped off the speaker and thrown into the pool... again.
Music Trivia Drinking game
At some point during the day, after my hair had been completely destroyed, someone loaned me their flat iron to fix it. Can I just tell you, one thing you don't ever want to do while intoxicated is try to straighten your hair. I burned the hell out of my fingers. Hey! Mirrors are tricky when your trashed.
Thrown in... Again.
The other attendees decided it would be awesome if we had the first ever live chat wedding. For some reason Bobby and I were the obvious choice. So we got "chat married" He gave me a frito ring. I ate it before the ceremony was done. Instead of rice, the wedding goers threw water balloons. Aaaand my hair was fucked up again. My fingers hurt to bad to attempt to fix it. And really.... By that point I just didn't care anymore.
The Chat Wedding
Playing the part of Obnoxious Brat
I spent the better part of the evening in Bobby's lap while he tried to DJ. I don't think he minded. Everyone else thought it was funny. All in all, I had a blast. I didn't puke... I didn't get naked.... and my hangover wasn't unbearable. In my book, that's a good night!