My husband and six of his buddies had their annual Lake Winnibigoshish men's gathering this weekend. The buildup for this begins several weeks ahead, and it's quite comical to see how much is imagined ahead of time. I told him they should be careful about building it up so much as it couldn't possibly meet the high standards. They have a sweat bath put on by Brian, have big meals, go fishing, play in the water, play music and who knows what else! I'm glad it's some thing I don't have to witness. Way too much testosterone in one place.
This year a photo of Brian playing his banjo was lifted from Facebook, and t-shirts were made with that image. Also, all the guys had tattoos of the same image. So that was the big deal this year. I also have a tattoo of him brought home for me and a t-shirt.
Now the after talk begins via phone, e-mail and Facebook. The whole experience will be rehashed. It's an interesting process to watch. It seems to me that it mirrors life. We always hope events and people will be more than they are or can be, and thus humans are often disappointed. Perhaps the key is to take life as it comes without expectations. Que Sera, Que Sera
Thought for the day: Life is so constructed that an event does not, cannot, will not meet the expectation. Charlotte Bronte
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