So I haven't blogged in over a week and I'm sorry for being so neglegent. What can I say? It has been a fairly busy, yet uneventful week. Monday I worked and went to home group. Tuesday I hung out with Lisa at the grocery store, ran errands for my mom, and went to the Metro for a cup of coffee. Wednesday I worked and then went to Will and Sarah's for dinner. Thursday I worked and went to Lisa's baby shower. Friday I got my hair trimmed, had a honey facial, and a hand/foot massage all for free! I have connections with people in important positions you know (Lisa at Persnipety and Jennifer Green at New Life Natural Foods). After that I sorted through my things in storage to see if I could find any clothes I wanted to take back to Cairo. Then I cleaned house a bit and later went out with Bee Jay and Alice to First Friday. Saturday I worked, planned for my sister's baby shower, cleaned house some more, went out to dinner for Angella's b-day, and watched a movie with my parents. We ate at TakoSushi for Angella's celebration. This resteraunt was on my list of places to go before I left Augusta again. It was great. I need to go back before I leave.

So as you can see my week was full, my week was fun, but none of it seemed blogworthy. Then Sunday came along. Sunday was blogworthy. Sunday I had plans with my friend Gary to go kayaking. I had never been kayaking, but it sounded like fun and I was excited about it. Well, as it turns out, AWOL is closed on Sundays and we couldn't get a second kayak. So we borrowed another boat from one of his friends (I think it was called a tandum). It was a two-seater boat with both passengers facing forward. I get in first while he holds the boat steady. Let me preface the next part with this: I am not very experienced with boats . . . I canoed once about a year ago and the time before that was probably when I was 8. Even considering that, I should have known better. I wasn't thinking . . . at all. I just stepped in the boat as if boats are the sturdiest, most-balanced things to step on. You know what happens next. The boat flips and I am in nasty lake Olmstead water. Way to go Dottie!!!!! And just to add insult to injury, I was about as graceful as . . . as . . . as . . . I don't know! Let's just say I wasn't displaying the least little bit of strength or grace or anything like that in getting back up on the dock. Gary had to completely drag my wet ass out of the water onto the dock. Humiliations, humiliations without end. Just talking about it, all the humiliation I felt at that moment is rushing back into my face. I only have one other story that really competes with this one for me feeling like a complete idiot and I'll save that for another blog. So anyway, after that kayaking was fun and relaxing and we had a nice time. Though, I wish the sun could stay out for more than 10 seconds at a time.