Lake Tippy

Our goal is to vacation as much as possible before:
1. Summer ends
2. The United States careens further into financial disaster.

Matt says, "Not to worry, the stock market has crashed before!" I told him to please buy stock in Marvel Comics while it's down. ; )

We went to Lake Tippecanoe (Battle of Tippecanoe, if you know your Indiana history) over the weekend with our super fun, super nice, fast-becoming-our-best-friends Kelly and Mike, and their friends, Jason and Sandy (lest we forget the 5 kids in attendance). Lake "Tippy," as one would say, was very pretty, very Hoosier. It was in the town of Leesburg, which was near the town of Wabash (which I thought was only a county), which was accessible only via small town after small town on State Roads 37, 15 and 13.  I'm maybe a little more comfortable on 465. I have definitely been to more places outside of Indiana than in Indiana. Shame on me. Better brush up on my Indiana history.

Once we arrived, once Matt and I stopped arguing over directions, once I had a PBR in my hand, it was bloody awesome:

Sam tubed.

Sam soaked up rays.

Sam drove the boat with Mike, drank a beer with his dad, and swam with his (previous lifeguard) mommy.

Sam...did crafts? Whoa.

...and Sam did NOT sleep in the room deemed "for children." Oh, that little mama's boy.

What a great mini-vacation.

Next up: The Outer Banks!