Crooked Lake

Well, another fun time was had up by the lake. Too bad the weather wasn't better, but we still had fun. We took a ride into Lakewood and visited the fudge shop, because it rained for the better part of Saturday. Tara and I didn't get back to her cottage until 8:30 am yesterday ("after bar" was slightly extended). When her Aunty Bev asked where we were, she said, "I'm 31, so I no longer have to tell you." Hilarious! And true...