Where Was I?
Vacation Recap Continued:
23. Sunday afternoon, the entire family met at Hoop's Nanny's house for linner (lunch/dinner) and an egg hunt.
24. I'd never participated in an adult egg hunt before, but knowing how competitive Hoop's family is, I was determined not to be outdone.
25. As soon as we got the green light, I charged ahead for an egg two feet in front of me...
26. ...and slammed head first into Hoop's ape of a cousin, Adam.
27. Our heads knocked together like two coconuts, with Adam as the victor. "Mine!" He cackled while shoving me aside effortlessly.
28. After ten minutes of combing the field, all the regular eggs had been found. There was still no sign of the prize egg though.
29. "It's attached to a green string!" Hoop's Dad announced. We collectively groaned and went back to picking through the acre of bright green grass.
30. "It's in this corner!" He announced five minutes later. We all huddled together, bumping elbows and kicking at the ground with our feet.
31. I looked up to see Hoop's Dad grinning at me. It had to be close. Then Hoop's aunt reached down and pulled the green string from below my foot. I had been standing on the hole it was buried in the entire time!
32. She deserved it though. It was the first prize egg she'd ever found in the fifty-plus years they'd been doing it.
33. But next year... it's MINE!
34. We arrived at Hoop's Dad's cabin at ten am on Saturday morning. Neither of us had gotten more than four hours of sleep, but Hoop's family was just starting their day.
35. Not wanting to be killjoys, we decided to forgo sleeping and stay up with the family instead. Still, I didn't mind declining when Hoop's Dad implored me to go check something out with them an hour away. "Get back in the car?! No way."
36. I decided to walk up the mountain instead. About half way down the road I noticed a dead animal up ahead. I didn't want to look at it, but the close proximity of the mountain drop-off required I walk right next to it.
37. "Is it a deer?" I thought sadly. As I got closer the shape started to take a little more form. My heart dropped. It was a dog.
38. I was a foot away when it raised it's head and barked at me.
39. My scream echoed off the mountain for at least a minute. At least.
40. I named him "NOT Dead Dog." Surprisingly, he came to it. Isn't he cute?
Have a fantastic weekend Homebloys!