Hubby and I, on a last minute whim, hooked up the camper and went to the cheapest and closest campground.
We set up camp to enjoy each other's company for a marriage booster weekend. We really wanted to ferry over to our favorite island, but work told us a different story.
Hubby and I try to get time with each other several times a year.
Before we left I dug up potatoes to take for campfire meals, and whatever else we could from the garden. Why not, right?
I even took a jar of that delicious zucchini salsa, and some organic/non-gmo tortilla chips.
Even though the chickens are molting, I managed to grab four eggs for breakfast meals.
We still had duties at home, but we were able to go back and forth and still have time together.
Anyone know what this bug is? They were all over the picnic table area of our campsite. There is a bit of orange color on the front under-half and green and black on the back. We also had a baby praying mantis in our camper that Hubby rescued.
Friday night the weather was so nice, it was actually cold enough to heat the camper. Saturday night started out cool, but turned humid and damp. It's trying to rain, but nothing yet. We do need rain too.
The reality of our home life is that we absolutely cannot leave the home unattended. Our oldest daughter (younger two went to a sleepover) watched over the home this weekend, but was up all night on edge from the dogs barking at mud bog noise, and was worried people were walking up into our property after dark. So, next trip, Hubby will drop me and kids off, and come back to watch over the home. I hate to do it that way, but we feel better that Hubby can protect the home better (and I feel it's getting too dangerous for Daughter to do it alone), or we'll have the men folk from his family stay here for us. We all need a break from the noise on the weekends, but we do have to protect our home and animals.
What I'd like to do, is go to another township meeting and invite them all to pitch a tent in my backyard on a Saturday night. I've already invited some to sit on my front porch to listen, and to see how many mud boggers use our private driveway for a public turn-around. I keep praying that someone cares enough to actually do something about it.
Well, I better go wash up the bedding from camping, our dish towels and such. I want to get them dried outside before any rain arrives.
How was your weekend?