Memorial Day Fun!

So, first of all, I SUCK at using self-tanner. Is it supposed to come off in patches, eventually? I thought it would wear off evenly... it does NOT. Luckily, my pool opened this weekend. Good bye, splotches, hello, skin cancer.

Secondly, my garden is still alive. 7 days and counting! I have watered it almost every day. Lots of people have given me advice, which I appreciate. Keep it coming. I know less about gardening than I do about self-tanner. I'm still worried about those Evil Animals eating my vegetables. I'm trying to think up a defense system. So far my only idea involves a stun gun.

(Note... typical me, I'm anxious about animals eating my plants.... FULL MONTHS BEFORE THIS WILL EVEN BE POSSIBLE.)

So, this weekend was a lot of fun. On Friday, I began with lunch with Kara at Panera... they discontinued the tomato soup and now I hate Panera. But I still love Kara! Then, I drove to Zanesville with Nick... dinner at Adornettos (AHHHHHHH, sooooo good, Adornettos, you are incredible), and then hanging out with the parents and eating chocolate pie (thank you, Mom!).

Saturday morning, my body woke me up at 7:00 am (because it sucks). Everyone in the house was still asleep. I managed to wait until 7:30 before I was bored enough to go into Nick's room and wake him up.

Sarah: WAKE UP!!
Nick: Wha?!? What??
Sarah: Hi!!
Nick: What time is it??
Sarah: Time to get UP!!
Nick: :::curse word::: It's 7:30!

And... the day was off to a good start! We all had yummy brunch on the deck, I had an allergy attack to round things off, and then we all went off to the yacht club to go sailing.

Despite a lack of constant wind, sailing was still a good time. I forgot to bring spider-death-spray (necessary because for some reason, sail boats = gigantic spiders), but other people killed them for me. Thank you.

Dad: Sarah, pull the foresail in.
Sarah: okay.
Dad: HARDER!
Sarah: I'm trying, Dad!!
Dad: HARDER!! PULL HARDER!! ::: laughing :::
Sarah: DAD, I am trying!!!!!! ::: serious manual labor :::
Dad: Okay, clip it off. Good job.
Sarah: FINALLY. ::: dirty look :::
Dad: Hahaha... I could have let the wind out of the sail to make it a lot easier for you. Hahahaha.
Everyone except me: Hahahahahahahahahaha.
Sarah: ..................... I have a blister.

The other absolute highlight was when my dad let Nick sail the boat. And how he almost dumped my mother into the lake.

Quick lesson: when the wind is strong and you keep the sails pulled tight, the boat will heel over pretty far... you can even bring on water and people can fall out. The boat won't capsize (for the most part), but it's still scary (for wusses. = Me.)


The wind suddenly got really strong, and the boat started to heel over... and we took on some water... and my mom was on the low side, and she got really wet. My dad finally stopped laughing long enough to take over and let the wind out of the sails so we evened out. It was hysterical. (sorry, Mom!!!!!! you were just a casualty of my sense of humor.)

After a couple of hours, we headed back into the Club, and had a drink on the veranda... and then went and had dinner, and Nick and I drove home. Fun fun.

The rest of the weekend was full of church, BBQ-ing, time at the pool, and friends. Good times!

Also, I was proved correct in that the fastest way to Jungle Jim's from my house is north on Winton Road. It's good to be right!