I set some really aggressive writing goals for myself the past few months and through the summer.  Well, aggressive considering I have a corporate day-job and three kids.  2-3k per day might not sound like much, but after a month of this pace I’m starting to fall apart.  I do get in my daily exercise, but I’m still feeling the pressure of it all closing in on my head.  So I called in well this weekend.  Played hooky.  Blew off my write-goals entirely.

It started Friday where I managed 1k of my 3k goal then ditched my characters to go horseback riding with my friend, Amanda.  My horse tossed me onto the ground, but honestly, that’s nothing new and I still had a great time, even with the additional bruises.  Afterward, hubby finished up with his brewing for the day and we jumped into the car to drive down to the southern Maryland shore for a weekend escape.  The kids were with my parents, and our friends, Brian and Megan, had graciously invited us to stay in their RV and boat with them for a weekend of relaxing fun on the Chesapeake Bay.

We arrived about 1:30 in the morning, and promptly went to sleep on the fold-out because we’re old and can’t manage the level of partying we could thirty years ago.  The morning sun was gorgeous over the water, and we headed out early for some boating fun.

Here’s our friends’ very sweet ride. Nice, huh?  Don’t ask me what kind it is or what horsepower or anything of that nature, because I don’t know.  All I know is it was speedy, and looked amazing, especially as I relaxed in the front with a cold beer in one hand.

 

 

Here I am in said posture.

 

 

And here is Hunter, the Labrador Retriever, dying to get a move-on so he can do some swimming.

 

 

We zipped out along the bay to Lookout Point – the tip of Maryland where the Chesapeake Bay and the Potomac River join together.  Here’s Hunter, up front with his ears flapping in the wind.  Look out for the drool blow-back.

 

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