do you boys like me-xi-co???

This weekend marked the triumphant return of (some of the) extended gang of idiots to the wilds of New Hampshire. Below you will see (or would see if blogger weren't a douchebag) that the wild turkeys took over our previous camping site. So, instead of fighting back, Seth, Erin and I just had a sleepover in Sheena's room (with the three dogs AND the cat). (it was a pretty full room).

The mini-brigade set out after work on Friday and made excellent time (except for the last five miles of 84, which took us 40 minutes), getting to the Mohan homestead at about 12:30 (for a 5 1/2 hour trip. not too shabby). We were greeted by a be-pajama-ed Sheena, enjoyed a beer-chew, and passed out shortly thereafter.

Saturday we slept late, were made fun of by the Mohan parents for said sleeping late, and then went to the dump. At the dump we threw bottles at other bottles. It was awesome. Throwing things was follwed by a trip in the convertable to Portsmouth, to peep some leaves and drink some beer. Both of these things were done. Plus, we got to look like douchebag tourist leaf peepers in our convertable out for a weekend in the country. Doesn't get better than that. Whilst in the lovely town of Portsmouth, I ate some hamburger (man was that good. veggie burgers just don't compare) and Erin and I found that Crocs (the hideous huge clogs made of rubber of which I would show you a picture were blogger not a horse's butt) makes lovely little ballet flats. So we bought them. And Seth bought a jacket to keep him warm in Iceland. It has GPS rescue tek-mology, so we can find him in the avalanche. Oh, and we drank beer. Lots of beer. We started with a sampler, and moved on to our favorites. Erin and I liked the double Witt, Sheena enjoyed the Hopp Harvest, Seth had some Old Brown Dog. All of them were delicious.

Saturday night we headed to Harlow's, where Sheena works tending tables, and drank (you guessed it) more beer. Then we went to a weird quasi-college party upstairs from the bar. It was weird.

Sunday, Erin went to visit her sister in Boston, and Sheena, Seth, and I went apple picking, ice cream getting, and general lazy hanging out-ing. This was followed up by a wonderful massage from John (just me, not the rest of the kids), and a fantastic dinner chez Mohan, after which the plan was to party all night long with Hayley. What ACTUALLY happened was that we watched Supertroopers and were in bed by midnight.

I really, for the life of me, can't remember what we did on Monday. I do remember the day ended with a migraine (which was a crappy way to spend the last few hours with Sheena). Whatever it was, it was fun and relaxing. We were in the car heading back to the wilds of New York City by about 5 and were on the platform at the 125th street D stop by 10:30.

Some day I'll get some pictures up there. Someday.

All in all it was a fantastic trip, as always. The only thing missing was the fire pit and the rest of the idiots. Oh, and Sheena when we got back to Brooklyn.

Thank you Sheena (and Mohans) for another wonderful weekend. We'll be back in November to see Hayley play the Wicked Witch of the West in her high school musical.