Mini Adventureisms

Katie and I have been somehwat busy as of late. We haven't really had a whole lot of a ton of time to do much adventuring, so every here and there we try to get done what we can. we've been playing a bit of tennis, but that's just for our fun (and health), not for adventures. But a few days ago Katie was at work, so after dropping her off at work I went home and finished my sleep, then I had a pre-afternoon nap, and then I ate, and then I took a post morning lie down, and then I figured it would probably be wise to finish off the day with a pre-evening clean up around the house, and some post nap writing. Then, after I got the important stuff overwith I figured i could waste some time shopping for food. And I know what you're all thinking, "That's quite the adventure, Brandon." Well, you just wait. the adventure hasn't even begun. Not even close. No adventure will ever start until I have my beautiful sidekick, code name: K-Star.

When I picked up my sidekick from her work, I presented her with a gift of orange flowers. She then accepted my invitation to accompany me to our lair where we would prepare for the mini caper we were to embark upon. We grabbed our supply's: picnic backpack, food, water, sense of adventure, and our daring personalities. Then it was off to the infamous Cultus Mountains.

We tried to travel as far as we could by car, so as to minimize how much time we have to spend on foot, leaving ourselves open for attack from the zombies that lurk in the shadows of the forrest. We then had to trek for 45 minutes along an eerie path, lit by only the blistering sun. We had nowhere to run to if we were attacked. The steep incline of the calm forrest of doom to our right, and the peaceful lake of hate to our left. We were sitting ducks.

Well we were walking ducks.

Well not really, we were still people.

ADVENTURE PEOPLE!!!!!!

Eventually we arrived at our destination and had a lovely picnic right beside the lake. Some dragon boaters rowed past us while we ate our chicken, pickles and macaroni salad. It was delightful. Then we walked back to the car and decided we would have to do this again sometime. So keep your ears open for the next story. Or, keep your eyelids peeled to read the next story. Well don't actually peel them, that's not necessary. Just keep reading our blog to see if we do it again and actually get attacked by zombies.

Does anyone actually read this stuff?