Fellow Queens,

 

When we last left off I was just a bit apprehensive about the spring break trip our happy family was about to embark on. To refresh your memory, me, my friend Jacquelyn, and 10 peniXses traveled to a cabin in Broken Bow, Oklahoma for 4 days of blissful fun.

 

The ride north was uneventful due to the simple fact that my XX chromosome partner in crime and I drove by ourselves. We were able to dodge a trip to the Red River Museum (alas not on the way home. FYI there is a really cool dinosaur exhibit there) and indulged in Starbucks and What-a-burger on the way. 

 

The boys beat us there and had their munitions unloaded. Full disclosure: I am the proud owner of an automatic air soft gun. After checking with my priest, verifying that squirrels and rats don’t have souls, I pick them off my power lines with delight. These boys had a full arsenal. Charlton Heston would be proud. It is amazing how my IQ dropped to boy level once I had a rifle in my hand. I was pulling the trigger, convinced that no pellets were coming out, and decided to check by putting my hand on the business end of the gun. Duh. I still have a perfectly round bruise on my finger.

 

There was a house down the road that was being built. It was framed and had the outside walls up. What a perfect place for an all-out game of capture the castle. While half of the boys and one dad, David, ran off into the woods, I took orders from Prince Matthew and held down my end of the fort. The other dad and I were immediately picked off (I contend it was friendly fire to get us out of the way) and took our place outside the house to watch. Suddenly we hear the crunch of tires and look down the road to see a car speeding toward us. “Uh oh,” David whispered. A man jumped out of his car before it had even come to a complete stop screaming, “Are you playing paint ball in my house??!!” As David assured them that we weren’t and started to profusely apologize, I bellowed, “ABORT MISSION! CEASE FIRE AND WALK FORWARD! I REPEAT, CEASE FIRE!” The boys sheepishly came forward to the neutral zone and realized- game over. While David is offering Mr. Homeowner a sweep of the house to remove all evidence of the battle I see two little boys come out of his car. Two little boys? All I could think was, “Just you wait, Mister. Just you wait.” 

 

Reign On!

 

Queen Linda