A few weekends ago some friends & I spent a weekend in Old Fields, West Virginia. It was a weekend of completely disconnecting and having some good old fashioned F-U-N. There was no internet and absolutely no cell service. It is important to have weekends like this where we don’t bother with our phones and we connect with those around us in a different way. We arrived at the mountain house around 11:30am on Saturday morning after a beautiful drive through small towns and a lot of windy mountain roads. Some people had already arrived Friday night, so we were greeted by friends.
The goal of the weekend was also to raise money for charity. We auctioned off the beds on the property. If you didn’t win a bed, you had to camp out in a tent. We had “beer bitches”…Shawn’s younger sister and her friend would get beers (or anything you wanted), at a price. We played drinking games & for each person who participated, the McDonough’s would donate $5. I’m thankful to them for hosting the weekend!
We started the day shooting bow & arrows and an assortment of guns. One of the rules of the mountain house is that you cannot shoot anything after any drinking which is why this took place first. Let me tell you, shooting a bow & arrow is a lot harder than it looks. I couldn’t get the arrow anywhere close to the target! There was a bb gun, shotgun and handgun. The shotgun & handgun were so loud, ear protection was extra necessary! I was surprisingly good at shooting the handgun and hit the target both times I fired, pow pow.
The day continued as the ladies hung around the picnic area, chatting and listening to music. We gossiped about the ins & outs of our lives and caught up with each other. It is not every weekend that we are all together so we really cherish these times. The guys played games in the yard and goofed around, what guys do. We had hot dogs and chips with helluva good dip for lunch, food I have craved a lot after my transplant.
We played dizzy bat…you chug a beer and then spin around for ten seconds with your head on the top of bat, while the other end of the bat is on the ground. You’re extremely dizzy after and try to find enough coordination to hit a ball. Most people fall straight to the ground! With my hip problems, I had an excuse to watch and laugh at everyone’s tries.
We brought out the bier stick…It is filled with beer and while you press the end of the stick against the wall, beer is shot into your mouth. A friend, Kevin, challenged people to use the bier stick and he would specify a donation amount for each time. We sang karaoke, ate hamburgers for dinner, danced and laughed some more. We ended the evening with a bon fire. Because of my transplant I cannot be near burning wood but I wanted to be able to enjoy the bonfire & guitar sing-a-longs. So I sat up wind and wore a mask. I didn’t spend too much time by the fire.
The sky was so clear, it felt like you could see every star in the galaxy. I laid with my back on a bail of hay and looked up. The weekend was coming to an end but it had been such a fun time. My mind immediately went to my donor, Samantha. How grateful I was to her for giving me a second chance and for my ability to spend this weekend in the mountains with great friends. I thought how amazing and how precious life truly is. At that moment, I knew she was looking down on me, smiling. And I was looking to her, smiling back.
We ended up raising $1,066! Here is a video I made from the weekend, enjoy!