Lovin the Lake

We went to the lake and had such a great time. David and Catherine bought a new boat, so we took it out. Richie also had a jet ski from work and we made a day out of it. Dluv, Cat, Laura, Richie and I went out early and spent the entire day on the water. It was a beautiful day. Rick, Kristen and the kids met up with us out in the water with their boat. We threw anchor and swam up to land. We layed out with blankets and fun adult beverages. There is something so incredibly peaceful for me being on the lake. It gives me such a feeling of contentment. It is so hard to explain in words! At some point, Richie fell off the jetski and hurt his ribs. I new he was hurting but still got on the jetski and rode some more. I really didn't think much of it. Later in the day, we had to pull the boat up at the marina. We realized that Richie was one the jetski, David had to back up the truck and trailer. David forgot the bumpers for the boat so we couldn't dock it. He was worried it would get scratched and being a brand new boat, I didn't blame him. I knew I could pull the boat up on the trailer since I had done it several times with my parents boat. It had been years and there was never the pressure of scratching or doing something to my parents boat. This was pressure. David was getting stressed and I told him that I could do it and not to worry. Even though, I was a little anxious, I never led on. Richie and David got the jetski out of the water while Laura, Catherine and I stayed out in the water floating by the ramps. I didn't want to keep anyone held up so we went out a little further and just waited for the guys. It was funny because all these people were trying to dock and here are 3 chicks in this brand new boat. A man with his camouflage bass boat cam over and talked to us...."aaa girls, whats up" What a silly man! Soon after the guys were ready and we were out. I pulled the boat straight onto the trailer on my first try. I was really relieved. I knew I could do it, but there was a lot of pressure since it was a brand new boat. Yay me! We all decided we were going to go eat Mexican food so we hopped into the trucks and were ready to go. Richie looks at me and says his ribs hurt so bad that he thinks he has broken them and can not drive the truck. Greeeeat! So we had to switch and I drove to the Mexican place with the truck and jetski in tow. Richie has been complaining about his ribs for a few days now. I do not think they are broken, but badly bruised. When he went to bed the first night, I ran my fingers over his ribs and didn't feel anything broken....and he didn't wake up while I was pressing pretty hard on them... The problem with being a nurse's husband....you don't get much empathy..Walk it off! HA