This last Friday I loaded up my two black kitties and drove them to the vet in Fort Atkinson. Last Friday was Friday the 13th. So I spent my afternoon with 2 black cats on Friday the 13th. The irony was not lost on me.
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After taking P&N to the vet, I went to the cardiologist. I have vasovagal and/or neurocardiogenic syncopal and pre-syncopal symptoms. A.K.A., I faint or get close to fainting sometimes.... and/or when my heart starts beating too fast, my body thinks "ooh hey there, watcha doing getting all worked up? let's just slow this thing back down, mmkay?" and overcompensates and slows my heart rate waaaaaay down, and then I feel like I'm going to pass out. Or I do. Whatevs. But the doctor said I would be fine as long as I don't end up passing out all the time, or pass out and plant my face into something hard and awful.
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Anywho, we got to the campground around 9pm on Friday night, set up camp, cracked open a cold one, built a fire and got our camp on. Saturday night we met some of our camp neighbors and grabbed a cab to go go-carting and try and get into a nightclub....
Go-carting was fun, and I smoked everyone the first time around. This of course lead to a rematch, because a girl wasn't supposed to win. On the second match, I was rudely and abruptly spun out on the first corner, cause insta-bruising and a lost flippy flop that was later recovered after Ben, camp ground friend Luke, and a foreign go-cart worker basically dismantled my go-cart.But my flippy flop was rescued!
Since the whole cab drive, downtown trip was a last minute ordeal, I didn't have my driver's license. I wasn't able to get into the club, so I had to get sneaky and slip in while some girl was making a scene with her fake ID. Seriously, 25 years old here! I think I can go into your stupid little "las vegas style club." News flash, I doubt it's anything like Vegas kiddos-- you're in the middle of WisDells. Everyone got in, and we were just about to pay our cover and go dance our buns off when the bouncer realized that I was MIA, but our group was all going in. So the bouncer in his ill-fitting suit ran in like a ninny and flashed a flash light in my face and escorted me out. Loser.
We stayed til Sunday around noon, lounging by the pool. Then we headed back to LM to jump in the lake before headed back home to Milwaukee.
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I'm going to do unpacking like a mad woman today. I'm sick of living out of boxes and not having pictures on the walls. Game on, apartment
xoxo, b