Everyone went rafting on Sunday, with the exception of my parents who were picking up their new puppy, Tinker (Tink). Scott and Jana's friend Doug and his girlfriend Lynette came as well and brought their raft. I ended up on the "kid" raft with Scott. Except for the lack of sunshine, it was a great day of rafting -- oh, and also the falling out of the raft on the biggest rapids part, which I did exceptionally well, I'm told. I was also told by several people that the "lady" got a TON of pictures of my spectacular trip, which I can't wait to see. I'm sure it's going to remind me of the time in the Bridget Jones movie where she slides down the fire pole with her thong underwear and her big ass showing on national television when her skirt flies up. At least almost immediately after me, a whole raft flipped over. Possibly some people might find that more interesting than the girl who flipped out over the back of the raft in a back somersault. I was pretty proud that I managed to hold onto the rope, which was about the only thing I was thinking, that and how the river had just absolutely hydro-douched my nose. I think I still feel river water sloshing around up there.
My Alex was amazing during the trip. When we stopped at some little cliffs and Scott and Doug and Lynette all jumped off, Alex went ahead and joined them, which I thought was pretty cool. I think Carter and Zac also went off the cliff, which was also pretty cool. Then Alex did this:
She not only looked adorable, she was a STUD.
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