Today, on my one day to sleep in all week long, I rose at 6am, donned what are pretty much my work clothes, and headed out the door. My location was a little bit different than normal, though. Instead of heading out to any of a dozen parks, nature centers, or beaches, I set off for a work friend's house for a day of epic adventure: hiking the Bridge to Nowhere. Little did I know it wouldn't just be with a few work friends and their spouses, but also with some old high school buddies of one...adventures with strangers, always exciting. We forded rivers, passed crusty old gold prospectors and fly fisherman, and about midday made it to the bridge--just in time for the bungee jumping! Now THAT'S a tiny danger we'll have to save for another day...
Oh yeah, and this morning before heading out the doors, Betty Crocker and I made blueberry muffins, which were met with great rejoicing. After all, who can say no to fresh muffins on a Saturday morning?
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