Happy Fourth of July!!

Fireworks, parades, red white and blue cupcakes lightly seasoned with dog hair made by yours truly, and my favorite: naps by the lake.

Corey, Oliver and I are spending the weekend with his family up north, and this time we are really camping. Ok, so we are still going to technically be in a house, but the shower is tin, we have to use a big 'ol rock as the door stop, and we will be in sleeping bags...on a futon.

I expect to do plenty of reading, eat until it becomes absolutely necessary to wear stretchy pants, throw a ball/rock/frisbee/Austin for Oliver, watch fireworks, fall asleep to the sound of waves on the shore, and then wake up minutes later by the neighbors who just realized they ran out of beer and tequila.

Ahhhh, this is called building memories, folks.

Camping out

Over Mother's Day/Corey's birthday weekend we had the wonderful opportunity for a camping trip in his home town. The nights were lovely. Crisp, fresh air on our faces. Falling asleep the the nocturnal sounds of the wilderness. Snuggled up in our sleeping bags we were able to see the stars through his parents' living room window as we curled up on an air mattress on the floor.

It's gotta be a funny sight; two adults (one nearing middle age) taking up almost the entire living room, in sleeping bags. What might have been funnier is Corey waking up bright and early Sunday singing "happy birthday" to himself as he made his coffee.

I won't even comment on his facination with the cats.