Would you like to see some super, high quality iPhone pictures from my weekend in Matagorda? The Rebel only made an appearance in very controlled situations [i.e. those that did not contain a boat, sand, or water].
|The Ginger's first catch on Saturday. It was just a little croaker fish that got thrown back into the water, but admirable still.|
|My first [and only] catch of the day, a flounder! It was the first fish that we were able to keep. Girl power.|
|I fish off boats all the time. I'm pretty much a pro fisherwoman. Sarcasm. Mostly I was trying to get a tan while maybe catching something to look impressive in front of all the testosterone.|
|My favorite part of a beach weekend...the actual beach.|
|Sand dunes. This was before our car wouldn't start back up.|
|What's up, Gulf of Mexico.|
|Trying to find a flattering pose in a bikini is hard.|
|Fish have teeth. Did y'all know this? It sure was a surprise to me.|
|My friend here is showing me how to hold up my Flounder by its gills so I can take a picture with it.|
|Don't get too excited...he did not catch both of these. Just one.|
|With our catches of the day.|
|Look at me, I'm a ginger looking pensive in front of a sunset!|
|Boat. Sunset. Self explanatory.|
Now that it's obvious that I spent a good chunk of time this weekend in a bikini, I feel like I should point out all the shameful things I ate. I'm not one of those girls who really obsesses over my daily caloric intake, but this weekend's fare was just downright outrageous and comical. Also, I was with four guys. Guys eat whatever they want without worrying. But it should be pointed out that I ate more than they did. So humor me for a second.
Friday night dinner:
A lukewarm burrito at a small-town diner. Also, a few bites of Aaron's chicken fried steak, as well as some leftover nachos from other boys' plates.
Friday night snack:
A piece of Italian Creme Cake
A cinnamon roll and bag of doritos [neither of which I have had in at least two years].
One sausage and two hot dogs. Because why the hell not. Also, several margaritas.
Fried shrimp and crab cakes. Oh and a salad! Maybe that balanced things out.
Piece of cake and a sausage. Because that is obviously a good combination.
Then I got back home and came to my senses.
My stomach punished me that evening.
On the bright side, I will be cooking up a fish that I caught with my own bare hands [fishing pole]!! I'm like a pioneer woman caring for my family of 10 as we make our way across the United States.
Oh, this isn't Oregon Trail? My bad.
I hope you all had an excellent weekend and did not treat your body as a trash receptor for processed foods as I did.