I am packed and ready to go. Tomorrow morning, my daughter, granddaughters and I will drive west to Moab where we will camp and hike and sightsee for 2 days. I haven't slept in a tent for at least 20 years... this should be interesting. I am happy to be doing this. My last drunken camping trip was in May 1984. My husband, three children and I hopped in the car and drove to Moab for a camping trip. We had no reservation for a campsite and ended up staying somewhere that was not intended for camping. In the middle of the night a herd of cattle came through. That was one of the most frightening things I have experienced. When you are sleeping on the ground, you can feel the cattle coming - not to mention the noise.
This time I am sober. I am welcome to join my daughter (who doesn't drink and doesn't much tolerate that sort of behavior) and my granddaughters. We have campsites reserved. We have paid for them in advance. We know where we are going and when we are likely to get there. I know there are always surprises, but I am glad to be going with a plan. (Plan the plan, but don't plan the outcome.)
I'm tired and must go to bed now. I will likely post from my iPhone while I'm gone. But who knows? Maybe I will just relax and stay "off the grid" for a few days. There is also the possibility that I will not have phone service where we are staying.
In any event, I wish you all a lovely weekend.
5 comments:
Have fun!!!!!!!
Have an awesome time! Awesome to see the gratitude and love coming through still!
I'll be thinking of you!
Have a great trip. I do love camping, without the cattle.
I am switching off from blogger for a while Mary Christine. I know you panic, so didn't want to just go A.W.O.L
Thank you so much for your blog and words and you, over these last few months. I would ask of you, to continue to remember me, in prayer. Love you kid. As much as I know how to. Oh and re the camping trip, plenty of tinned baked beans!!!Ros xx
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