Camping Trip, Day Two

Thursday, May 28:

We slept until around 8:30 this morning, and then had a breakfast of quick breads, cream cheese and jelly, and fresh fruit. Once I was ready for the day, Hubbie and I went shopping. Mother opted to stay at the campground.

We stopped first at a department store, where I found only one item, a gray fleece jacket that I thought Mother could wear. At the next department store, I found knit shirts...button-up with collars, and short-sleeves that are long enough to cover my upper arms. I bought four - two in brown, two in periwinkle blue, and one watermelon pink. It's amazing how difficult it is to find clothing suitable for a woman my age. If I find the right colors, the garment will have cap sleeves, or a plunging neckline, or will be bulge-revealing snug. Most garments are hideous in design and pattern and unflattering to anyone who wears them other than pencil-thin teens.

On the clearance rack at another department store, I found a lightweight long-sleeved shirt that features a tiny green print design overall on a tan background. This will be great to wear in cool stores and restaurants in the summertime.

Before we headed back to camp for lunch, we stopped at a roadside vendor and picked up a flat of strawberries...a bargain at $10.

After lunch, Hubbie and I went back to town. This time, we went back to the store that carries decent knit shirts to see if they had them in petite sizes for Mother. They did, so I picked up four for her...one in periwinkle blue, one navy blue, one white, and one blue and white patterned.

Then we went to the pet store that allows animals to shop. We didn't buy anything, but we enjoyed petting people's dogs...a Cavalier King Charles, a Yorkie, and a Shih Tzu, among others.
Then we went to the store that sells all sorts of home decorator items, where we didn't buy anything, either.

From there, we went to the hobby and craft shop, where I bought several sheets of scrapbook paper, before moving on to a big discount store, where we didn't find anything we wanted. Then we crossed town to a home building supply store, where Hubbie priced pressure washers, but only bought a spray nozzle for Mother's garden hose.

It was about 4 p.m. before we got back to camp. Mother had spaghetti sauce in a pan ready to cook, but she couldn't operate the butane lighter, so she had to wait until we returned. So we had to wait for the sauce to simmer a while before cooking the spaghetti. We had this with sliced tomatoes and Vidalia onions, topped with cottage cheese, and fresh strawberries for dessert, of course.

Younger Son and Daughter-in-Law dropped by around 5 p.m., but weren't interested in having supper. They stayed about an hour, and we had a good visit. They brought me a Mother's Day gift...an absolutely beautiful 500-page photogrpahy book, titled "In Focus," which is a volume of National Geographic greatest portraits. I'm anxious to get some quiet time to sit and absorb it. It's one of the nicest and most thoughtful gifts I've received.

We talked about the kids, of course, particularly Grandson, who spent this week on an exciting school trip to San Antonio, where the students visited Sea World. Today, Grandson was on his way home by bus, and he called his parents several times while they were visiting us to regale them with stories of his adventures.

Daughter-in-Law related a funny story to us: seems a large snake appeared in the driveway of their home, and Son, who abhors snakes, was anxious to dispatch it. But Daughter-in-Law wanted to get a picture of it first, so she grabbed her digital camera and got a shot.

Then she wanted to upload the photo to her computer, which required that she search for her card reader in a drawer in another room. Taking her memory card with her, she passed through the kitchen on the way, where she decided to grab a handful of cheese nips.

From time-to-time as she searched the drawer, she popped a cheese nip in her mouth. But when she bit down on the last cheese nip, she found it to be too hard to chew...a stale one, perhaps? When she spit it out, she found that she'd absentmindly popped her memory card into her mouth, rendering it unreadable.

Later in the evening, after supper, Mother and I went out to sit in the yard again for a while, but it was still pretty cool. The gnats and mosquitoes were out in force, too, and finally drove us back to the refuge of the camper, where we played several games of Skipbo...Hubbie won two games, and I won one.