A person can only take so much rain. Blech. (Actually a person can only take so much of a trapped 4-year-old.)
The rain held off until we had set up. Then it rained until…well, it quit in time to drop the soaking wet popup. And it was a chilly rain. Let’s just say the highlight was sitting and watching Open Range. The kids were theoretically sleeping so the volume was low and the pounding of rain on the acrylic(?) top of the camper was loud, so we couldn’t hear a word of it. And for those of you thinking the only thing that could have saved that movie would be not being able to hear Kevin Costner deliver his wooden lines, you’d be wrong.
We also managed to build up condensation on the inside of the canvas (hot air from the never quiet short child?) so it was raining outside AND in our beds. Fun.
Then, about 6am this morning the husband wakes me up while checking the thermostat. We ran out of gas, and therefore had no heat. Not a problem. We had warm blankets. But as I’m drifting back into sleep, a horrible thought occurs to me.
So we’re home.
In the counting blessings category, our friend’s oldest son hydroplaned his Neon on the highway and rolled it. Totally smashed the car, but he’s okay. Little bump on his head and a small cut on his arm. He was wearing his selt belt. Smart kid.
All in all, we’re actually looking forward to a Monday. :nod:
So sorry that your camping trip was all wet. Are ya sure that condensation on the inside was just the id snoring?
Looooooooooooooved TURT. In fact, love isn’t strong enough of a word. Friend of mine here imed me and when she couldn’t get me on here, she called the house and my cell.
Do you know what she wanted?
“Rae? How in the HELL do I get the book on your site?”
At first I was confuzzled. “Book on my site?” I ask as the little asian guy is skillfully making me have pretty acrylic nails.
I smile and tell her. She should be emailing you soon, because she left me an IM that said: The next time Shannon Stacey has a book out, please let me know!”
Rae, who is GLAD that your son’s friend is Ok.
Ever read “A Fine and Pleasant Misery”? Nothing like camping in the wet and cold without coffee to create unforgettable memories. You’d like to forget, but the trauma lingers.
Scary about the accident.
And wahoooo on Road Trip’s release and the print book with Jaci and Ann! :clap:
Look at it this way. You can write a book about it. Cold, icy rain, frigid temps, body heat and hot sex inside. hehehe . Yikes on the car accident. Thank God for kids with enough brain cells to use seat belts.
Welcome home…now go get some coffee! :baby:
Sorry the camping sucked. Sorry it was the rain and not other stuff that got you wet
And may I say how impressed I am that the kid in the Neon wasn’t more badly hurt? I drive a Neon, I know that they’re not the safest car! Glad he’s okay.
And people are LOVING TUART. Are you hearing me? Loving it. Knock, knock. Is the proud, confident Shan home? The one who recognizes she has talent? Helllooooo. Where’s the next book, dammit? :whip:
You guys are so awesome. :sniffle: I swear I couldn’t write a word without y’all. I definitely wouldn’t have a word published without you. :kiss:
I was totally impressed with the Neon. It’s banged all to hell, and the roof is stoved in and the windshield’s caved (but not broken!).
I’m working on the next book. See? :type: