One Fish, Two Fish, Red Fish. Blue Fish.

I am happy to report that I am on vacation. This wonderful news is accompanied by the news that I am also through with finals and my time at The College of Saint Rose has come to an end. There is simply nothing better than being on vacation immediately following finals. This is something that I have not experienced since freshman or sophmore year of high school I think. Dave and I started our drive south less than an hour after my Poly Sci final on Friday morning and our first stop was at my father's house in Northern Virginia. Freud was along for the ride as my father and Theresa, my step-mom, are taking care of him for us while we are away.

We stayed at my Dad's for the weekend and Dave and I were lucky enough to check out his bees. You can too by clicking here.

We left there on Sunday afternoon and headed further south and are now staying at Dave's parents house near Lynchburg. This house is a true vacation home although they are lucky enough to live here year round. Just behind their house is a lake. Papa Phillips and I decided to take the peddle boat out and do a little fishing.

I used to fish all the time as a kid because my grandparents lived on a pond that they kept stocked with little fish. My brother and I would sit outside all day cathcing the tiny fish and tossing them back. So I was excited to try my luck as a grown-up fisher-lady. Dad and I got out there and I lost hope pretty quickly. Dad assured me that I just had to be patient. Sure enough he was right and a little bit later I caught one. I was pretty happy with my catch even though the little guy probably only weighted a pound or so. I caught my second fish only about ten minutes later and I think it was about this time that Dad began to get a little nervous that he wasn't going to have anything to brag about when we got back to shore.

Lucky for him, on our way back in, he caught a fish that was bigger than both the fish I had caught combined . I told him that it was a good thing his was so big as it evened the score. Dad was quick to inform me that the catcher of the biggest fish wins even if I caught more. Well as long as that's clear! ;)