Back From the Wilds....

Sorry for the radio silence... Last week was crazy busy with the Day Job and getting ready for camp!

Wednesday we went up to camp and weed wacked and got rid of wasp nests and came home and crashed. It was just That Man and I and despite the work, it was a good time.

Thursday was crazy trying to get everything ready to go. I seriously thought about calling off work. I went in anyway and did my job. Did a crapton of laundry when I got home and organized some stuff. That Man had a migraine and went to be at a ridiculously early time. Talked to the adopted sister for a while and then it stormed like crazy! We weren't sure we'd be able to camp at that point...

Friday dawned bright and sunny... Not so worried about camp. Pretty much ready to go. Did the day job thing. Got myself all caught up - well, for the most part. But when I left on Friday I was at inbox zero and was caught up enough to feel good about it!

We had no plans to go up Friday night. We have kittens and I needed to pay bills and do other stuff. That Man had done the shopping, so that was good. We were in bed early and up early Saturday.

Cut the grass. Watered the plants. Packed up and went to The Wilds.

It was fantastic. Good friends. Good camp fires.

The picnic was good. A little stressful with my sister and brother-in-law in charge and trying to make everything perfect. We helped get stuff ready to go and stressed with them on how it went. Didn't get to help as much as we wanted because we'd kept Mr. B Saturday night and he "needed" to get into the creek and he needed to fish. (that boy is a natural fisherman. He caught like 7 fish Saurday night and they were big!) We had a blast with him! But the whole day really went off without a hitch. We had a momentary hold up due to impending rain and then it was really good.

Except.... Elsa got bit by her own sister... Her sister is not well socialized and was not handling the stress of the picnic well. She got Elsa on her side. It's ugly and gross looking, but Elsa is doing okay. She's acting normal and eating and everything, but she's got a big tooth hole in her side. Ugh! It's just one of those things. We're not angry at Gretchen's owner or at Gretchen, because she's a good dog. It was seriously situational. There was a lot going on when it happened. We're watching it and her and will take appropriate measures if necessary. They were getting along the night before, so no one saw this coming... But... :(

The baby cousins were together which was super, super cute. Baby A is freaking the adorable-est. Baby B was so freaking happy to see her. He screamed loudly! It was so very cut and awesome. We also got to see our other adopted daughter and her son. Her little boy is so freaking cute and so smart! The big kids all grew up together and they are still close, which is so awesome!

We got home this afternoon. I took at nap. Hit my edits. Did some laundry and now we are dressing Floofy's wounds and going to bed. Tomorrow starts the work week. Ugh.

Behave!