Into the Wild

Trekking across Lake Winnipesaukee. We learned the hard way that cabins on lakes are farther than they appear.

This weekend was the church's small group retreat and so my small group and I retreated from the city and went forth into the New Hampshire woods. It was two days of group bonding over old Mitch jokes, Thomas's mother's beard, skipping designated quiet times for breakfast, arriving late at large group meetings, and generally endearing ourselves to other retreaters by a. questioning whether their mothers loved them b. entering cabins when everyone was already asleep and c. whupping them in Taboo (it isn't our fault that for the word "Unicorn," one player gave "The Shining" as a clue). There was also sledding, a snow angel, and kicking butt in foosball (would you expect any less from me?). Mostly though, I laughed a lot and was reminded of the awesome jealousy of God. What did you do this weekend?

This picture would probably be cooler if I know who these people are. But alas, I was cliquey all weekend and never learned these people's names.