So finally..after like 2 months...Watson and I had a date night. Back in March I got us this trip to go on a moonlight paddle...so basically kayaking during the sunset. Romantic right? And outdoorsy..great for J. Anyways we have pushed it back and cancelled it like 12 times (ok just 2) and this weekend was FINALLY the weekend we were going to paddle to the beat of our hearts and kiss under the stars. (bahaha) All I have to say is...I am glad we lived through date night. Our harrowing tale is below.
Saturday, Bowen and I were in need of a nap since we began our morning with soccer. (once again, it is bullshit that Bowen and I have to wake up early on our days off) (oh yea..and he didn't play..again) I go lay down with my sweet angel and am out like a light. At about 4:15 I hear banging around like someone is literally THROWING the dishes into the cupboards. I growl in irritation and snuggle closer to Bowen. By 4:30 the noise is out of control and I begin to wonder if an intruder has come in and is beating my boyfriend up. I get out of bed and trudge to the kitchen where Jason is and tell him he is being entirely too loud. He then apologizes for cleaning. (how was I supposed to know?! And can't you QUIETLY clean? just saying) I decide I needed to get ready for our date night anyways so it was a good thing I was awake...but I am slow and cranky when I wake up. This is necessary to know...
We spend the next hour trying to decide what we need for the trip. This includes an extra outfit, towels, a blanket, snacks, drinks, a flashlight, and camera. We have a sitter getting ready to be at the house so basically it was a lot of talking and not so much doing or maybe there was a lot of miscommunication. I dunno..but the point is...we didn't pack a lot of stuff. Ok so at 5:30 Jason and I are ready to go (or so we think) we have given our babysitter instructions and Bowen was just waking up (slowly and with a lot of crankiness) so we bolted. We get in the car and I ask Jason if he knows how to get there and he makes me go get the instructions. I sneak in, luckily Bowen is still in our room, and run out with out directions for freedom.
We get in the car and are headed to the highway and Jason asks me to help him type an email. I was annoyed. Jason has this obsession (that may soon call for an intervention) with his iPod, phone, Twitter...well anything that would have the latest update from CNN, ESPN, and his email. I ask if we HAVE to do this right now and he gets annoyed so I type this email about how the Rangers are better than the Yankees. Seriously. Anyways, we get like 5 miles from the house and I tell him to turn around. I forgot the paperwork for our kayaking trip. Jason says to call so I do and luckily they say just to come, they have our information that we need. Sweet. So far the date night is off to a ...good...start.
We get to Boulder City and Jason decides he is hungry. (I scarfed down half a turkey burger before we left. Had I known we would be eating I would have waited) We pull into a cute little drive in place and J gets a burger and fries. The burger was effing amazing. Just thinking about it makes my mouth water. Anyways we leave the burger joint and go to Desert Adventures where the real date should begin. Now according to the website, we were going there at 6:30 for a little spill on what will happen, some safety tips, and to hop in a van with other kayakers and head to the lake. The website lied.
We get there, sign a waiver probably telling us if we died our family could not sue them, and then everyone started walking to their cars. Jason grabbed some guy who looked like he knew something (later we found out he was one of the guides) and this dude said to follow another dude (we didn't know which dude he was talking about). So we hop in the car and are both like wtf is going on. This was not what we expected. But we start following people.
We get to the gate to where you get into the lake and you have to pay. Now we had cash, but it would have been nice to know you needed to bring it for this purpose. And to make matters worse our leader did not wait up...and there were atleast 5 cars behind us. Thankfully, we found our way. We asked a couple parked next to us what was going on and they were just as confused and unsure as we were. We spent the next hour and a half standing by kayaks in the same state of mind, watching the sun go down. Remember, this was a moonlit kayaking trip...meaning we would be in the kayak on the water watching the sun go down...not on the littered beach. Anyways we make friends with some couple while waiting to get our kayaks fitted and everything loaded. (you would think they would have had the kayaks off the trucks and the stuff laid out or something...but no dice) While waiting we realize we didn't bring any snacks, or alcohol, and we forgot the camera as well. Soooo that sucked and I blame it on my tired state and Jason's...well that is just Jason..I mean remember 4th of July?) We FINALLY get on the water around 8...while clouds and lightning are clearly visible over the mountains..oh yea and the sun was basically set.
We rowed our little boats to a small island. It was actually not too bad. Jason and I weren't arguing and we were moving, so to me this was a win! Now my arms weren't as sore as Jason's...but nobody said it was a race so I blame him for his over-exertion. We walk onto the beach and climb over this mini-mountain to a small secluded beach. THIS would be our only romantic moment. No one was at the little beach yet so we stood in the water and shared one kiss under the stars and moon. Then decided to see where the snacks were so we climbed back up the mountain and laid out our blanket. We hung out with three other couples..one couple was HILARIOUS. I think the guys name was Josh and the girls name was Tatiana. Anyways we had been given these glow stick necklaces (which I thought were funny, but by the end of the night I was thankful for them) and Josh gave us a light show...we talked about concerts...and drugs (bc you can't talk about rock concerts without them)...and we went back to little beach and swam. Then it was time to pack up. So we all get back into our kayaks and head back toward land.
It was 10ish by now and we ended up having to wait in the middle of the lake for some stragglers. All of a sudden we hear this boat hauling ass. We have little blinkie flashlights on our kayaks ass (except us, bc ours never did work) and our glow stick necklaces on so I doubt this guy could see us. Anyways this boat is hauling ass...and getting closer by the second. Jason and I are obvously getting worried! So the boat finally sees us and makes a turn about 25 yards away from us (Jason says 50 but it was closer..for sure). Seriously I saw my life flash before my eyes and was worried we were going to get killed. He was ridiculously close to hitting our little group of kayaks! By that time we were both like eff this shit lets get to land. So we paddled our now un-happy asses to shore and were glad to be on dry land.
By then we were both tired and semi-hungry, but too tired to get food and were ready to be home. It was kind of annoying that they weren't organized, but all in all they did a good job. Can't expect too much from dudes. So I was expecting this kayaking trip to be romantic and lovey dovey. It was not. I was a little disappointed, but I really did enjoy kayaking. I would totally go do it again with Jason. (which means he should take full advantage of this) Plus it was a different kind of date, not just dinner and a drink. It was pretty creative and something you can't do everywhere. Hopefully our next date night will be soon and it will not include us looking at death in the face. (I mean we gave Death the finger this time..but how many more times can that happen? Just saying..I don't wanna take my chances)
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