Frio and Astros

So it rained about 50% or more of the time, when I was away in Garner. Mostly in the middle of the night and in the mornings. Still I managed to get a nice uneven sun burn on my legs anyways. Trading in the old 'sock' tan for the new and improved 'cheap tenni shoe' tan line. *sighs* Pigmentation comes at such an initial painful cost. Time flys when your tubing down a cool river. As well, my jeep has finally started to recover from the rain and river water that has kept it smelling musty these past two long sunny days home. Honestly the burning skin and stinky jeep are only the tip of my camping experience iceberg....

FRIDAY! I clock out of work with a smile. In about an hour or two, I would be on my way to pick up DJ and we would be off for a long weekend in Garner, along side the Frio River. I was extactic as I'm sure some of ya'll already have read. After a few short 'Ello's to his family, and he and I are off! I-10 West Bound. And of course I'm driving. I had allot of stuff I wanted to think about and I really didn't feel ready to hand the wheel over just yet. Traffic just outside of Katy was horrific! And yes, that's West Bound outside of Katy. Can You Imagine? And, I'm so glad that I did decided to drive, because I have patience, and well DJ simply dose not. (sorry DJ if your reading this, but that is no news to you.)
Eventually Trafic lets up and we are on our way. Radio on, no coversation.. I wanted to think, but I couldn't.. maybe a side effect to knowing a long drive ahead of me. Honestly I think we both had long days, so the silence was nice.
Fast forward about 3 to 4 hours... Apparently when my mind shifts into an over-drive and my nerves begin to reck, I quickly begin to lose what little 'good driving' skill I have. So I didn't mind pulling over and giving over the wheel. It gave me a chance to take in the breath taking night sky. Diamonds in the black abyss. We finally arrive at the camp sites, grab an open spot and pitch up the tent and such.. (keep in mind I haven't done this in 11 years) And plan to register the next morning to preserve our spot.
Morning comes! The Jeep's dead...
We drained the battery the night before setting up our camp. Finding help is almost impossible.
And then the really good news comes: Someone else is asigned the site we are at, so that means moving one spot over, in the rain... across fire ant beds and chiggers (I hope that's the right name for the painful, evil, bastard son of mother earth).
On the upside, the people now moving us on are helping us recharge the Jeep's battery.. which due to inadequacy in the cable size, is about as much of a waste of time as trying to stay dry while setting up our camp for the second time around. Luckily by the time we finish, another helpful neighbor camper, loans us his jumper cables and we finally start off down the road towards the Wal*Mart - an hour-and-a-half away. Never turning the jeep off as we go along our way, including our short stop off to confirm our reservations at the camp site, which were lost in the mix up of things... oh and yes it gets better.
By the end of the day, we have managed to recharge the battery, Secure our site and reservation - and after a quick nap we head out to the Dance.
Yes - THE DANCE! It's a weekend thing that takes place out in Garner. People come from the 5 to 50 surounding towns, to gather for some two-stepping to the sounds of a juke box pumping out - and this is the best part - Good Texas Music. I mean Pat Green, George Straight, Dericks Bentley, Chad Creagur (sp?'s all around) and so on and so forth. - I love it!
Until I reach the realization that I can't 2Step and DJ can't 'spin step' and even if we try to figure it out while we are there, the sight of us practicing is sure to scare away all the eligible hotties. And trust me, the good looking cowboys flow like river water on that dance floor. Obviously, I'm just looking for a good time.. after a day like that? Duh!
So the night ends with us drinking our Coke and vanilla Rum mixes while watching "Freddy Got Fingered"... due to our matching pairs of 'Left Feet'.

DAY 2! Good start off, we head out to the river. Four hours drifting along a cool river.
( "Guy Like Me" Playing through my head)
Slowly burning in the few areas, where apparently I didn't apply near enough sun screen. Another night of THE DANCE - Final night of the season.
Cowboys everywhere... and I still can't dance.
We make an attempt...
we make another attempt...
we make another attempt and
yet another one after that..
then we give up!
Head back to camp for Rum and Coke - and some nasty out door cooking - I'm no cheif.. that proves it.

DAY 3! We wake up to a rain.. rain and more rain... so we pack up in the Rain. Everything wet and dirty.
The sum up = My jeep will smell ... it will smell very bad... and it dose smell bad.

GUESS WHAT!
I FEEL GREAT!
It was exactly what I needed. Mostly needing 5 hours away from cleaning and just the same old same old.

In recent news; I went to an Astros' game last night. It was my first chance to experience the Minute Maid Park. We had good seats. We had a great deal, so drinks and cookies were called for.
The Astros' beat the Ciniatti Red's; 9 to 7.
It was sooo nice.
I loved getting back into the city,
I loved watching the game.
Oh... and I loved watching #44 pitch. Roy Oswalt. ... Yeah... Yeah... I know I know. Get used to it. I am still the Boy Crazy girl I've always been. So bring on the Johnny Depp movies and now, the Astro's games.

My fingers are tired, so I bid you all, good bye for now...

Whatever Tomorrow Brings.... Spiral Out... Wave On