I had a very eventful weekend. It started Friday night. I was sitting on my driveway watching the cars go by and having a couple of beers. My friend Barrett drove by and said she was headed to Bob's to visit. I said I would head over there to hang out in a few minutes. When I started to leave, my truck wouldn't start. I had worn down the battery playing the radio. I called Robert to come jump me off. And away I went.
At Bob's, I visited with Barrett and Bob and Claire. Claire invited me to stay for dinner, and we had a great time. Kayla walked over from next door and suggested that she and I take her brother-in-law fishing the next morning. I readily agreed.
Kayla called the next morning at about 8 am, and I got up and got ready for the day. After prepping the tackle for our angling adventure, I took Tippe over to city hall so we could vote in the local elections (mayor and police chief). Then we picked up Kayla and Clayton, grabbed donuts for breakfast and bait, and headed to the Oeys. We spent about an hour and a half fishing. We each caught a catfish or two, and Kayla and I visited with Dr. Sien. It was a beautiful sunny day, though the wind was a little cool. We left so I could meet Robert at my house to clean up the barge for the Super Big Fun Couvillion Family Adventure the weekend after Easter.
Robert and I picked up the barge and then the supplies we needed to clean it. We spent about two hours scrubbing mildew off of seats, spraying down the boat cover and the canopy, blowing leaves, and entertaining Addi. When we finally gave in and let her help us, she did a pretty good job. We finished just in time to head to Rob's house to watch the NCAA Final Four games. I picked up some fried chicken, Rob got some beer, and we cheered on Michigan St. (successfully) and Villanova (unsuccessfully).
Sunday morning my alarm went off at 7 am. I jumped up and dressed for church, and got to St. Terence Mission out on the lake in time for 8 am Mass. It was Palm Sunday, so the Mass is a little long, but it was nice to see friends who attend the mission church and visit with them afterwards. I headed to Many to change clothes and get down to Breaux Bridge for a crawfish boil at Uncle Bock's. Little did I realize that my weekend was just getting interesting.
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