"Roadtrip!!"

07/08/2002

So I decided that I needed a little getaway with my lovely Celly. We chose the exciting vacation spot of Bergen County, NJ. No really, it's an often overlooked hotbed of excitement and nightlife. Okay, actually I was just parading the Wench in front of John and Lisa for their approval. Which they gave, by the way.

We arrived at Salim's Lot early Saturday afternoon. After the initial hugs we settled down and got caught up. Their dog, Munchie, kept giving me the hairy eyeball and voicing his general displeasure at having his naptime interrupted. Eventually I won him over though with my natural charm, wit and a pocket full of bacon.

John and Lisa's eldest, Samantha, left after a few minutes to visit with her boyfriend. (Samantha and Yoshi sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G...) Lexi, the middle child and my buddy in All Things Purple, soon returned from her very first flute lesson. Naturally we were all subjected treated to a brief recital of all seven bars she had learned. She actually did pretty well for only one half hour lesson. Travis, the youngest, didn't play any instruments, just video games. (Hey Travis, bagpipes dude. Chicks dig bagpipes.)

Soon SnoCat showed up, followed by Madmage and Flame. We all sat out on the front steps while Lisa prepared foodage. Don't get me wrong, we all offered to help but she explained in patient dulcet tones that she could not share the secrets of the Divine Uber Hostess Sisterhood with outsiders. Of course it sounded more like "Get out!" but I wasn't really paying attention.

After awhile we all moved inside and started munching. Dawn and David made it finally, then Crickett and Mike. Of course, things didn't really start flowing until Rocket showed up with Mudslide fixin's.

The LundePumpkin brought Sylvia, one of his forge workers. There was food, stories, food, laughter, food, mockery of Iron Chef... did I mention there was food? Gah, I ate so much I thought I would explode. Lisa cleverly disguised several tons of food as appetizers. It's all so deceptive when it's that small.

Eventually the party segregated into smaller groups as parties are wont to do. In the dining room most of the males were busy playing on John's computer. In the living room, all the ladies gathered to discuss weddings, dyeable shoes, menses and AVON. Where was I? That's right, gentle reader, where any good Rogue would be -- with the Wenches. Hehehehe.

On Sunday, Celly and I returned to the house to partake in the Snipe Memorial Breakfast of bisquits and sausage gravy. Yummies! The rest of the morning was spent chatting and telling embarassing stories (mostly about ME) until it was time to hit the road. With a final nod of approval and explicit instructions to "keep this one", we were off on the way back to Virginia. All in all it was a very relaxing weekend with some of the people I love most in the world. What can be better than that?

It was lover-lee to have you guys up here again (finally!) Celly is welcome back *ANYTIME*. Thumbs up all around from the northern forces. FWIW - I almost typoed "hostess" as "hotness". Too many Mudslides I reckon. -Lisa ~ The Uber Hostess @ 12:49 p.m. EST on 07/09/2002