Best spring break…as juniors in high school, a group of us went to Branson, MO. Yep…Branson. We stayed in a cabin on Table Rock. This cabin was like something straight out of the Evil Dead movies. In the old school refrigerator (white fridge with spring loaded hinge handles), we had nothing but a few hot dogs, mustard and about 20 cases of beer (had a friend who worked at a Citgo back then, and we used to give him money for a couple cases, then lift a few more out the back. Heathens, I know). Anyway…we got kicked out of every single go kart track down there, hooked up with some girls dance group (you know…like a high school dance team) from Kansas City and had a blast in town. Neighbor cabin was a few older guys…probably in their 20’s, I’d say, and they were pretty cool. Anyway…not much other than that, but it was great to get away somewhere with the guys, no parents (looking back, I can’t believe they all let us go) and just let loose. Not sure how we all got out of there without being arrested.
This year…nothing but watching dogs for family members who are doing fun things…while we watch their dogs

. I will be taking Thursday and Friday off work next week to sit back and watch basketball like I do every year, but that pretty much it.