Just Another Day At the Office...
Last week our lab hosted several guests...three from Colorado and one from Harvard. Of course, we decided to show them a little Southern hospitality and planned what we called the "Redneck Picnic". So last Wednesday after lunch, we locked the doors of the lab and headed over to the lake. My boss brought his boat and another co-worker pulled out the waverunners, we stopped along the way for a vat of BBQ and baked beans, and somehow a mini keg showed up. Did I mention that a couple of people brought guitars, banjos, and a fiddle...oh yes, my friend...this was gonna be good times had by all. So here we have it, co-workers in bathing suits running around the lake drinking beer and bloated off too much BBQ and cheesecake...nows the time to drag people behind the boat on the knee board. At this point I'm the lookout...watching to alert the boat driver of whether or not we've lost our 3rd member in the water. First up...the bossman from Colorado...he is catching on quickly, smiling huge and swallowing buckets full of lake water. Suddenly out of nowhere he goes flying off of the board. We turn around to get him and he is laughing hysterically...apparently, the water had ripped his pants off...oh yes, scientists naked...on a work function...why does this stuff always happen. So I am doing my bit on the boat and now its my turn to get out and play...as I'm getting out of the boat...POP...hmmm...that was my bikini top coming undone...and who is on the boat with me to "help"...that's right my boss. Next thing I know my straps are being tied together with fishing line...however, tying my straps together has made this little piece of fabric twice as tight and now I can officially rest my chin on my breasts...hmmm...not optimal (did I mention this is a work function?!). So here I am tied together with fishing line and racing around the lake on the SeaDoo...after scaring the crap out of our undergrad (she was my passenger) we settled in to eat dessert and listen to a bluegrass concert. It seemed like all the craziness had ended until the end of the journey when I realized that I would require help getting out of my suit. So I quiety aproach our lab manager for help...when she screams (and I mean screams) out to my boss..."Hey, can you come over here and cut Kelly out of her bra?". So here he comes with a huge knife and laughing the whole time. Well, somehow I managed to not expose myself and the next morning my boss greeted me in my office with a "Good morning! You gone bikini shopping yet?"...well, maybe one day he'll forget.
I'll continue to put up some pics from Hawaii...for your enjoyment and mine...my goodness that place was gorgeous! I'll just keeping dreaming about it and looking at these pics till I get to go back. The first is Cory and I on a secluded beach on the Southern half of the island. The second is a pic of our journey through the Waimea Canyon (the Grand Canyon of the Pacific)...unbelievable.



