Almost

We were ALMOST ready for 4 days of camping.

ALMOST everything fit in or on our car.

River was ALMOST invisible in his Russian camo camping wear.

Lisa and Lori's cameras were so huge they were ALMOST phallic.

We ALMOST blighted the campground with our hammock city.

Our friends camper ALMOST blew up on the way there.

We ALMOST couldn't have a campfire (then the fire ban was lifted).

So I cooked some ALMOST gourmetish food over an open flame.

I ALMOST fell asleep before...

the lake wars began and the boys ALMOST won, 

but the girls claimed victory.

Then we kicked the kids out of the boats for a flotilla happy hour
where Craig ALMOST dropped his wine in the lake.

Lisa and Kris ALMOST got two minutes alone.

Before they were joined by the ALMOST pantsless Birgit, Lori and Kirsten.

When we were ALMOST attacked by a double fisting beer

walrus.  Unless that was Judy and Ken.

I was so afraid, I ALMOST drained the wine box by myself. 

Hiking Mt. Ouray ALMOST sounded like a good idea.

Craig ALMOST had a spiritual epiphany peeing off of it.

We ALMOST summitted the ALMOST fourteener.  

(Some of us did. Including 4 dogs.)

We were ALMOST packed up before the torrential downpour hit.

ALMOST.