Mancation, all I ever wanted! Mancation, time to get away!
I just had the most totally awesome, rockin', sweet mancation. It was sick. It was off the hook.
We recently had 5 men spend the night at our house for a little mini-mancay. I was so excited to be a part of the trip. As the only female, I tried to remain low key. While they were having their slumber party downstairs, I pretended to be sleeping. In reality I was laying in bed, with my door open, listening to every word they said. I was hoping to hear some good man secrets, you know, things I could share with my girlfriends. Unfortunately, I only learned one man secret, but it's a good one -
MEN ARE BORING. Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.
After about 10 minutes of listening to the boys talking downstairs about their careers and blah blah blah, I shut the door. Couldn't take the man talk anymore. Like I said, men are real snoozers when they get together.
It didn't get any better when they woke up either. They did not so interesting things like gather around Erik's dirty fish tank and discuss the difference between good and bad algae. Fascinating.
One of the guys (you know who you are) had this really dorky shirt on that the men liked to discuss. It took everything in me to not poke myself in the eye with a stick during their conversation.
This is a picture of all the men eating breakfast. They are laughing because someone just farted or something. If you look closely you can see my brother-in-law, Larry, holding a roll of toilet paper. He said he needed it for the desert, you know, just in case.