Mr. Lobster

Last Friday, the Peace Corps updated our Medical Review status. The dental review is complete, and they are currently processing our physical results. They should be getting back to us within a few weeks with a formal invitation to a specific country in Latin America, if all goes well.

Saturday, Kris and I awoke bright and early, jumped in the car, and headed off to Turkey Run state park in Indiana to kayak Sugar Creek. It was incredibly fun! The boats themselves were molded plastic with a spot for your butt and legs. They weren't like the pro ones that have a hole in the top and your legs are encapsulated by the boat. Unfortunately for us, we didn't read the directions on the "waterproof" sunscreen, otherwise we would have realized that it is only waterproof for about 80 minutes. We didn't bother to re-apply, and we got pretty wet, so we've been pretty miserable the last couple of nights as we try to sleep with our sunburns. Kris is pretty much healed at this point, but I'm still Mr. Lobster.

Sunday, Kris and I went to a party in the country, hung out with a lot of nerds, and watched them shoot off some mostly illigal fireworks. I won't mention any names, of course.

July 4th: Kris' birthday! Kris' present included a little game of clues I scattered about the house that she had to solve before she could find her present. I think she got a little annoyed at me, but I had tons of fun. ;) I'm going to pay when my birthday comes around in a couple weeks. After Kris found her present, I picked up the fixings for our favorite shrimp recipe! We got a really good deal, too: 2 pounds of jumbo shrimp for $11. Can't beat that with a stick.

Lunch was delicious. We were both very happy. Then, at around 5:00 PM, we got in the car to go to Kris' former advisor's 4th of July party, but the car wouldn't start. We ended up just riding our bikes.

After staying awhile at that party, we went to the I-life BBQ at Al's house. We talked a little, and ate a little, and everyone sang Happy Birthday to Kris. Afterwards, Al, the wonderful guy that he is, threw our bikes in the back of his truck, gave us a lift back home, and jumped our car. Too bad the battery wasn't working. After three jumps, the thing just wouldn't hold a charge. We were imagining a $600 alternator bill, so we weren't happy.

This morning, I biked to Wal-mart with the battery on my bike (an interesting feat, to be sure), and they tested it. It was perfectly fine. The guy suggested that I clean the terminals. So, I biked back home, cleaned the terminals, stuck the battery back in, and walah! The car starts. Yay! Thanks God!