Camping Trip, Wednesday, May 26

Left home about 10 a.m. Arrived at the campground around noon. Bus loads of school children were happily playing in the picnic area of the park...an end-of-the-school-year field trip, I'm sure. Group of kids were playing baseball, basketball, and volley ball. Others were playing yard darts, or Frisbee, or flying around on a skateboard.

After camp setup and lunch, Hubbie and I went shopping...to pick up five quarts of strawberries (the last for season, according to the roadside vendor), to a craft store, and to a discount store.

Back at camp, a thunderstorm cropped up. There is a leak somewhere along the ceiling and wall in back of the refrigerator, and during storms, water seeps out from under the fridge and puddles on the floor, so we had to throw towels down there to sop the water up. Also, Hubbie failed to roll up the windows on the truck, so he got a damp behind when we went out later. Add to those things the fact that our sixteen-year-old shih tzu has a bladder infection that caused her to leak, and "wet" was the order of the afternoon.

Supper was leftover meatloaf, microwave baked potatoes, green beans, and sliced tomatoes.

After supper, Hubbie and I went to explore campgrounds near a town where Niece will have a wedding ceremony. We want to camp next week, go to our capital city's art museum for an Egyptian exhibit, and then attend the wedding on Saturday evening.

We looked at two campgrounds, neither of which were satisfactory...one of them was a downright dump, the other was just barely okay. We spent a couple of hours exploring the campgrounds, and when we left the dumpy one, Hubbie turned the wrong direction, so we traveled a few miles before deciding we needed to turn around and go the other direction.

Since we wasted quite a bit of time, I called Mother to make sure all was still well at camp. I'd forgotten, though, to take my cell phone out of my purse, so she was jarred out of a nap, and in a disoriented state, fumbled around trying to locate my phone. I had to dial the number three times before she finally found the phone. And then in her fuzzy state, she tried to answer it by holding the phone upside down, with the keypad to her ear.

Finally, we connected. All was well at camp, so Hubbie and I stopped by the WDCS to pick up a Skipbo game and a couple of American flags, before returning to camp. Seems we forgot to bring our tote of games and card shuffler. I don't know why we take along so many games when the only one Mother usually wants to play is Skipbo.

We got a bargain on the flags, which were only twenty-five cents apiece. We wanted to display the flags in honor of the Memorial Day holiday weekend.

Later, we played Skipbo. I'm the official card shuffler, so I really missed the little battery-operated shuffler. Wears my fingers out shuffling 162 cards in that game. We played three games. Hubbie won two games, and I won one.

After that, it was off to bed.