I wish I had pictures from the canoeing trip. For that matter, I wish I had video. Eleven miles down the Blackwater River with my brother, his wife, my nephew, my husband, both my kids, and my dad. That was approximately 5 hours of canoeing. It started out as a beautiful day. Beautiful. Hot. Cold water. We made it to our lunch stop before anyone tipped over...and it wasn't me! Kristin got out of the middle of the canoe and it was enough to tip the canoe a little and Dad fell into the water. We continued down the river after lunch. By the time we got about 3/4 of the way done, we were hit with a downpour. I've never canoed in the rain before and it was great. We all headed to the trees and sat in the canoes under the trees until it eased up some. It was a great break from the heat.
We were told that pizza was on the menu for supper. Clayton decided that we would take my parents out that night (my brother and his wife were spending time with her family). He also decided that he wanted to go to McGuire's Irish Pub. I lived in Pensacola my entire life and had never eaten there, so he decided that's where we were going. We all had hamburgers except for Mom and Kristin. Mom had the Rueben sandwich and Kristin had fish. Each of us got a different burger and all were great. Clayton even decided that McGuire's will be an annual thing now. I'm good with that.
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