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So I went to the Lake for the Holiday...

Me, the husband, and two other couples.

Oh, how we partied. ...back in the early nineties, anyway.

Recently? Not so much. Oh, there was beer to be consumed, and stories to be retold, but we've just become more laid back in our old age. And, ya know, that isn't necessarily a bad thing.

However, after a few hours of slow drinking and slower conversation, we felt the cursed threat of understimulation looming over the bunch.

Refusing to accept such a demise, we decided to mix things up a bit by swapping partners. Three way swap...short end of the stick gets to pick last.

Really? No, but I've felt a sleepiness fall over my blog, and I felt the urge to see if my readers were paying attention.

The only swinging I did was on the porch swing with my big-bellied-babe-in-utero girlfriend. And the only pimping I did was with poker chips.

Yeah, I cleaned up the table with a few big talkin' would-be poka playas.

All in all a very nice, very relaxing weekend. The wind over the lake was incredibly nice, and Frances was kind enough to hold the rain until Monday night.

A thought...maybe those poker chips would come in handy in Helen...