Monday, September 7, 2015

How I failed my summer vactation

Every year, the Husbands family, gathers in the old home town for a get together.
His entire extended family is in the area, so, gathering them isn't a big deal.
Except, for those family members, that all live up here-
his parents, brothers & their families, 
who we see fairly regularly.

For the last 2 years, at the great migration, 
we were still at the youth ranch, & responsible for the horses.
so we couldn't just dash off.
I can't remember the other why's of we couldn't go,
but we hadn't been in several (5 years).

This year, sans horses, we decided to brave it.
We divided the current zoo up, found lovely & brave people to mind them,
& vacationed for 36 hours, 17 of which were in a car.


AS we were nearing home, last evening, the Husband & I were going over the list of successful bits, & the not so successful bits.
Our #1 major fail-->
We forgot to take pictures.
We were able to visit Husbands Gran, & really meant to take pictures of her with the kids.
Fail #1- we got a picture of her great farm dog...



Then, Husband backed down the shoulder of the highway for this little gem....

fail #2- we could not find a live armadillo.
there were dead ones everywhere......



This morning, I did find one valid vacay photo


but, it like the rest, are all sideways, & I don't know how to fix it....



Husband would call it a fail, but I call it success in a box--->

It made him absolutely bat-poo crazy, but we listened to a book on tape
(which we all enjoyed)
but, in the interim's
we all sang along to the Wicked soundtrack
(Which he did end up humming along to)
Henry even went so far as to assign us all parts to sing.
(Where he drew the line)


It was fun to see the family
I wish they lived closer, & we could gather more often.
Maybe sometime when it is less than 1 cozbillion degrees out, in the shade....
They are a loud & raucous bunch, so just about like any family, ever.

One day, I will get it all right, on the first try.....





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