Awesome Day. Pictures to Come.

Greetings, anybody who may have accidentally stumbled upon this page!

Today was the day. My sister, our friends Steve and Amy, and I loaded up into my car and took our first "official" "road trip." Despite everybody being sleepy, it got off to a great start.

Dad was in rare form and had a great time with everybody. The pool was all ours, and I took 80-something pictures and 4 videos of the action. At first I decided I'd stay on the side of the pool and snap pictures of everybody as they played, but then I got adventurous and, donning an inner tube (which I ended up wearing for most of the day), headed into the water for "waterside" photography.

As I am thoroughly exhausted and seeing blurry double-vision, I will upload all the pictures to my Photobucket and post some of the best shots here. (I will, of course, link to my Photobucket account so all the photos can be seen. Every single shot is a shot of hilarious awesomeness!)

We went to Ezell's for dinner. (DINNER. Hehe. Ask me about it if you don't get it.) We had to wait for a group of 30 elderly church patrons to be seated. They were... extremely rude. They took up nearly the entire restaurant and thought they owned the place, shouting across the dining area while their preacher happily bounded about from each table, loudly asking, "Hey, [insert name here]! How are you? How is [insert family member name here]'s [insert random medical ailment here] doing?" Another was showing off her grandbaby, who was very agitated.

**MINI-RANT!** Seriously! You people are old enough to know what common courtesy and respect are! Just because you're a devout [insert religion here] doesn't mean you can be rude and snotty to people who aren't associated with your church/facility. Do you know how frightening it is to be sat in a corner surrounded by all these senior citizens who are glaring at you as if you're the devil?

However, we didn't let the rudeness ruin our good times. The restaurant was a hit with our out-of-town friends, who thought the place was an eleven out of ten. My sister and I were thrilled to be eating there, as it's normally a treat reserved for special occasions. The shrimp was fantastic, and the fried pickles... wonderful!

After nearly getting shoved into a wall by four separate seniors (none of whom bothered to utter so much as an "excuse me"), I retreated outside while my sister and our friends picked up the tab, as planned. I spent well near $90 on the trip, with $61 of that being in fuel alone. Gah. Ouch.

We went back home and hit the pool again for round two of the hilarious insanity. Funny diving pictures are the win. Playing volleyball with a huge inflatable ball that dwarfs you is win. Being smacked in the face by said volleyball multiple times is lose.

By the time we got back into town around 10 tonight, we crawled into the nearest sit-in restaurant, had dinner (DINNER. I love it.), swapped phone numbers (as I didn't have Steve and Amy's numbers and they didn't have mine), and dropped everyone off at home.

The only casualties of the day was Amy's scraped knee (which looked brutal, but she's tough and said it looked worse than it felt), Steve's slightly hurt ankle (he's also tough and ignored it), and my pulled muscle in my leg... Which I was tough and walked it out... although I pulled said muscle while underwater in the deep end, which caused me to involuntarily gasp in pain and flail to the surface choking up water. Good times! I's fine though. I've pulled both legs at the same time in the deep end and somehow managed to claw my way out of the water. It hurt like hell but yeah. What can you do?

Oh yeah. With the exclusion of Amy, we're all burned on our faces, shoulders, chests, and backs. My face is more hot than stinging, and my shoulders are warm as well. Apparently I should be hurting from how red my arms are, but my tolerance for pain is rather high and I'm not really bothered by it. ...That and I'm lucky in that the red burn will darken into a tan within the next 24 hours.

...Mm. I's rambling. I'm gonna go crash into bed, as I've slept maybe 40 minutes in two days. Dani needs rest.

Pictures to come tomorrow!