It’s a tradition – every year on Memorial Day we go camping. The past two years we’ve gone to Magnolia Springs, a campsite south of Augusta, Georgia that we actually like very much. This year, we talked about camping. It’s hard to find a good campground for us because most want you to check in on Friday, but we can’t get there until Saturday (because of Paul working). Hence, why we’ve gone to Magnolia Springs two years in a row. But this year, the thought of loading all the camping stuff in the car just exhausted me. And until two days ago I was having a lot of trouble getting comfortable at night, and the thought of sleeping on the ground didn’t appeal too much. (What happened two days ago? Well my wonderful husband bought me a body pillow which I LOVE.)
We usually miss fun activities when we go out of town for Memorial Day. Cookouts, parties, etc. So when we decided to stay in town we were like “Yes! We can go to all this stuff now!”
But… this year, everyone decided to have their cookouts on Saturday lunch. That’s great for those people who don’t work on Saturdays. I could have gone to some by myself… But, well I’m shy and I never know how people are going to receive me. What if they ignore me? And I don’t even have Paul to fall back on! I have NEVER been good about attending things by myself. So I skipped both cookouts on Saturday and opted instead to drive down to CNN and get Paul from work.
Also, this year, there were rumors that my sister was going to come visit, but she ended up visiting my cousin who is really sick instead. Then Paul’s parents talked about coming down, but we assumed that fell through when they never showed up. :-) So when we potentially had 3 guests, turned to no one.
Sunday morning there was an orientation for a Dave Ramsey class that our church is offering this summer. When we thought we were camping, we were hoping we could still take the class without going to the orientation. Then we were going to be in town, but going to the orientation would have required us missing either Sunday School or the Church service, we skipped the orientation. (We were able to sign up for the class anyways. Hopefully we’ll get a lot out of it! Even though we’ll miss the last few classes, depending on when Sparkleberry decides to make her appearance.)
My brother-in-law, Tim, came over on Sunday evening and stayed the night. Monday we had absolutely no plans, and I had a long to do list for “things to take care of before leaving to Indiana”. On the list was to pull out our big tent and check it for mildew and air it out. Some people are going to borrow it for the Gerig reunion, and since it’s been folded up for a year, I wanted to check it.
The weather didn’t look the greatest – it alternated between cloudy and sunny – but the weather forecaster promised no rain until last night. We tried to put the tent up in our living room, but it absolutely didn’t fit, even with all the furniture moved out of the way. The only other option we had was the parking lot. So Tim, Paul, and I set the tent up out there. Then Tim said, “What we need is a grill! Then we could have a cookout!”
And I said, “Well we DO have a camping grill. And we have camping chairs. And we have hot dogs and chips on hand.” Thus an idea was born! We sent Paul to Publix to get potato salad and Coke. Tim grilled the hot dogs, and we sat there lazily for about 5 minutes.
Then, the rain came! I was immediately on alert because if the tent got wet then we had no way to let it dry! Paul and I hurriedly moved it into the breezeway and took it down, while Tim packed up the rest of the picnic. As soon as we settled inside, the rain stopped and the sun came out and was shiny for the rest of the day. (In the forecaster’s defense, it DID storm at the time they said it would last night.) So, failed picnic but fun nonetheless.
So now we’re here, in our last two weeks before going to Indiana! The Gerig reunion is coming together – we have about 20 people coming! I’m super excited to see everyone. Twill be fun!