This past weekend was the annual trek to the Doherty Hotel in Clare, MI. A couple of our friends in Bay City have their birthdays in the same week, so every year we put on our kilts, get drunk on Guinness and homebrew in the pub, and act like silly teenagers. This year was no exception, if a little more low-key than previous years. Once again we wondered if a certain married member of that crew would finally act on his “curiosity” (he didn’t), if a different one would finally get punched out for being an ass (he didn’t), and if Cyndi could make us laugh hysterically, as usual (she did). We always have a good time with Cyndi & Kurt & Co. and are looking forward to Cyndi’s Annual 25th Birthday weekend at Camp Fishtales in April.
I had to do some work from the hotel room Sunday morning, but luckily it went smoothly and only took about an hour. After that was done we packed up and braved the winter storm for the trip back. It was a bit tense, but luckily the worst of it didn’t hit until after we’d made it home.