Fishing Like a 7 year-old!

We’re in the Tennessee mountains and 4 out of 6 of us have a Y chromosome. The men folk want to something manly, something worthy of “staying in a cabin”.  They want to go fishing!  Go out hook some fish maybe have the ladies cook ’em up for dinner.  HU-AH! Problem with that. None of us planned to come up a cabin much less fish.   So some of us brought footwear more appropriate for the beach.  We had no tackle, no bait, and no fishing license (which would of run for more than $30 a piece).  We are also on a budget so … Continue reading Fishing Like a 7 year-old!

Packing for the Beach and Ending Up in the Mountains

Memorial Day weekend was upon us and my husbster was antsy to go somewhere. “Pack a bag” He told me Thursday night as I was cooking up some chicken cutlets.  We live in Florida so I assume it was somewhere beachy so I packed appropriately.  We drove to historic St. Augustine and got a room at a hotel in nearby Virano Beach.  By the time we got there we grabbed dinner at a familiar chain restaurant, checked into the hotel and went to sleep quickly. Now what I left out of this story is that earlier on that Thursday my younger son … Continue reading Packing for the Beach and Ending Up in the Mountains