Wonderful weekend!

Himself and I took the rv, ourselves and food about 20 miles away for the weekend.

No kids. No phones. No tv.

We had a marvelous time doing nothing but chat, eat and sleep. The campground is very clean and, even though it was nearly full, the hordes of small children running around were very well behaved. There were no loud parties, no yelling drunks, no fights. Just quiet and relaxation.

We had the end spot, about 40 feet from the footbridge that crosses the creek. We had a lot of fun watching the kids and adults on the bridge, catching turtles and small fish. The little guys got so excited about catching a sunfish that they left their sister with the fish on the pole and ran all the way down the campground to get Dad. By the time they got there and had Dad in tow, sis had lost the fish. This begat wailing and perturbations but they didn't last long. LOL

We had burgers Friday night and brats Saturday night. Then jerk chicken on an open campfire with Himself's best baked beans. Thick t-bone steaks and baked taters on the campfire last night, too. We just pigged out all weekend.

Went to bed when we wanted to, got up when we wanted to. Did what we wanted to, or not, just as we wished. A small oasis in an otherwise nutty life.

An added bonus was that Himself finally (FINALLY!) got to go golfing. He was so happy about that. The first round went pretty fast even though he was pretty rusty. The second round he was hitting better but ended up behind a woman with two teenagers. He let them play through becausethey had a cart. Turned out to be a small error. The woman and boy neither could hit worth a darn. After mis-tees, balls in the ditch, over on a parallel hole and a very slow rate of play, Himself was wishing he had just kept going ahead of them. He said that he could play a hole and be up at the next tee before they managed to get their balls down the fairway. LOL Considering the fact that it was blazing hot and extremely humid, it made for a long afternoon. He enjoyed himself, just the same. Made us both happy.

I used the time to straighten the rv, do some cleaning and general piddling around. Around 11 a.m. I decided to pack up some stuff and bring it back. Walked into the house (which is still standing, BTW) and there were (and still are) dishes piled up in the sink and on the counter. Dishwasher not emptied and starting to smell a bit weird. Books and art supplies all over the living room. Oh, well, counting our blessings? There were no accidents, mishaps, drunks or anything seriously out of the ordinary while we were gone. We don't expect such things but, with teen age boys, you just never know.

After Himself gets off this afternoon, we will drive down, finish locking everything down and bring the beast home. Campers are supposed to be out by noon but there isn't anything we can do about the schedule.* I don't drive the thing because the steering is weird and I just freeze. I might consider giving it a shot but the wind is blowing quite strongly from the southwest and I don't think I could hold it on the road. It's no big deal for him, though. He's accustomed to driving 80,000 pound death bullets in all kinds of weather, road conditions and traffic. A little wind a loose steering is like a walk in the park to him.

I'm home now (obviously) but not doing much of anything. I suppose it would be a good idea to run that dishwasher again, just to rinse things off. I might do that later. Right now I'm otherwise occupied.

It was just so nice to have the time all by ourselves.



* We've never stayed at this particular campground before and, as there isn't a full time attendant nor a "host camper," I don't know who would raise a fuss. If someone does, I will just handle whatever needs to be done. The park is owned by the county conservation commission and only has part-time employees. Don't know who I'd talk to about leaving the unit there, anyway, so.... we shall see what we see. If it even comes up.