Into the Woods, with a disco soundtrack

Sign says, Woo, stay away fools, 'cause love rules at the Love Shack!
Well it's set way back in the middle of a field,
Just a funky old shack and I gotta get back
Glitter on the mattress
Glitter on the highway
Glitter on the front porch
Glitter on the hallway
The Love Shack is a little old place where we can get together
Love Shack baby! Love Shack, that's where it's at!

Well it was a 50th Birthday party after all and the birthday boy was the kind of fellow who would need to celebrate this rite of passage in the woods, so off 10 of us trooped for an overnighter to our own two love shacks in the woods. 

There were two cabins at our disposal - a 3 bedroom 'party' cabin and a 2 bedroom one (which was taken by ourselves and our good friends D&D) . 

Rustic - but comfortable.  And frankly, the view inside wasn't the story - it was the river out front.

which the Canada Geese (hey it is Canada!) loved, though they make a horrendous mess!

One man braved the river, his fly rod in hand, though if truth be told, he caught nary a nibble:



Barry using my dad's old fly rod, looking very river-runs-through-it...

The shenanigans were as per usual. 

And that was in the afternoon.

The long day's journey into night party is not for the faint of heart.  There is pacing that must be done, lest one find oneself needing to sleep before the dancing begins or unable to prepare the evening's meal.

But we were paced indeed, the food was divine (a Mexican feast/potluck), the music began in earnest when it ought, the birthday boy wore his 50th birthday sash, yes we DID dance to Love Shack and as is often the case, as we wound down the frivolities late into the night, someone (well me) put on Stairway to Heaven.  Yes. I AM that kind of party person...

The morning was a more subdued affair.  One's friends, so well made up the night before, were pale and bleary-eyed.  There was a bagel-dropping incident courtesy of Rewired's husband - it is a truth universally accepted that when one shows off one's balancing abilities, no good will come of it and none did, though we employed the 5 second floor rule and ate them regardless, because carbohydrates are critical for the morning after. 

Then we checked out, drove an hour home through the gorgeous colours that paint our New Brunswick autumns, and promptly took a nap, because after all, the Emmys were on last night and one needed to be refreshed for the red carpet...

Only one more 50th party to come in the near future.  It is a good thing - I need to recover! 

Tomorrow: Kiki navy sequined ballet flats review!  Have an awesome day and stay safe out there!