Moar Bruises

So I haven't done a real blog post in a while. I've been lazy and was letting my fascinating photos do all the talking. Not that this post is going to be all that interesting, but I'm putting some effort into it. I mean I'm typing on a compuder here, not on my cell phone!!!

This past weekend, our lovely friend HG invited a few of us to her family's lake house. Good times. Summary of the weekend: drinking + pontooning. The combination resulted in some debaucherous activities and injuries. Let's just say you had to be there to fully enjoy the activities. I will talk about the injuries.

Our friend SS had all kinds of gashes on his arms and he burned his finger. Oh yeah, we had fire. On an island where we were stranded for what felt like hours but it was only an hour. It was just like LOST, as HG would say...

Anyway, I just want to brag about my bruises. I found out recently that I bruise easily. Or I have a super high threshold for pain because I never know how I get these bruises. Or I just do too many activities drunk. Who knows. But our wise friend AS once said "bitches bruise to easily".


Check them out! They're on my right outer thigh and on my right knee. One of my friends told me that I've outdone myself. Oh, the cell phone is for scale. I want you to get a good idea of how battered I look. I got them while I was trying to get back on the pontoon without using the ladder. Needless to say, I had a few drinks.

I rock at bruises.