Day 1 Canoe to private beach for campout

HA!! Go Matt!!! We got our own private beach!

Yummmm

BBQ chips anyone?

As I lay me down to sleep, I heard someone say that Ken had sent home pics of our musical hoopla...so I thought I'd explain before u think too much of me.

Understand this: I teach piano so everyone thinks I play too, which I don't. I mean I could... years ago...... rather badly .......... now I fake it. Isn't that what teachers and coaches do? Talk the talk?

Anyway,when Ken told me about the staff Monday Music nite, I thought, Campfire Sing Along, guitars, Kumbaya...yay! I'm in!

Then he led me over to this big room w a piano at one end. The guitar player sees me and says, Good, r u the piano player?......who ME?! Not me! What has Ken gotten me into???

Well when Jordan gave me those puppy dog eyes, how could I let him down? Specially after he had just snuck my swim cloths into the StaffOnly dryer.

So I gathered up the same courage it took for me to pass that death-defying SwimTest, and sat down at those pearlies and thought, Do it for the boys, Girl! And I did.

Amazing to think that 6 beginning harmonica players HeeHaw-ing their way thu the banjo version of Over the Rainbow, Elton's Rocketman, Jet Plane and more (I drew the line at The Entertainer)...accompanied by this old lady plinka-plunkin' along...could actually sound good! But we pulled it off!

It was Ryan the guitar player who saved us all and we had a great time together! By the end of the nite, we were marveling at our incredible talent. "We should do this EVERY nite!" I thought I could hear the howling dogs on the mainland sounding off in agreement....