Home of Budweiser and Fried Catfish!
We spent 4th of July week at Lake of The Ozarks, Missouri.
Ok...so we didn't drink Budweiser or eat fried catfish.
Redneck just comes to mind when I think of Missouri.
It was one Big Party!!
I may not have drank budweiser but I drank my fair share of wine, mojitos, and PBR.
There is something about being on the lake and drinking. It goes hand and hand like pepperoni and pizza.
Sometimes I think I'm still a young chicken and can drink like I'm 21.
Not these days.
I end up on the couch mid afternoon napping with my daughter.
My liver pretty much hates me right now:(
Everyone and their mom was on the lake 4th of July weekend.
Including my mom who did a front flip off the boat...not on purpose.
We were docking the boat at a restaurant for lunch and she somehow lost her balance and toppled over into the lake...where's the camera when ya need it!
I didn't see it but my husband gave her a perfect 10 on technique.
I'm pretty sure the whole restaurant caught the show too!!!
I could sure get used to living on a lake.
Wake up with an amazing view of the lake from your bedroom.
Breakfast out on the porch.
The only thing I would change would be their neighbors that were visiting.
I heard more "F" Bombs coming from that house in one weekend than I can count.
I'm telling ya...freakin redneck! What Was I Thinking??
On on of the last days there I decided I needed some sun on my ghost white legs.
I purposely did not put sunscreen on my legs.
I must have floated around for a few hours. I still looked really pale so I figured I was fine.
Boy, was I wrong.
When I finally decided to get out of the sun my legs were lobster red.
What the hell was I thinking??
So now I have nice tan legs on the front and white ghost legs on the back of my legs...sexy!