A Vacation and a Trip

 Last week I didn't do any blogging because we were on our mini vacation down in Branson.  Gary, Ellen, Gail and I camped at the Branson KOA for 3 nights and took in shows and shopping, so there was no time to sit for long, much less to think and write. 


Here is our little home away from home.  The four of us camping in this little 12'x12'  cabin made for an interesting time, but we were so rarely there that it worked out.  Three of us would park on the porch while the 4th changed clothes in the cabin.  Or, in Ellen's and my cases, we'd hike to the bathroom to shower and/or change. Gail and Gary took the top bunk beds, which made for funny times with them ascending and descending.

In the few days we were there; from Tues through Thursday, we took in 5 Branson shows, a shopping trip to Eureka Springs, AR and a shopping trip to The Landing there in Branson.  

I have put most of the story of this outing on Facebook, but I think my faithful blog readers deserve a couple bit longer stories as there were incidents worth recording more in depth.

First off, there on the first day Gail ended up taking an extra trip...over a curb in the parking lot...which netted her a scraped knee, elbow and cheek, as well as a bruised chin and scratches by her right eye where the hinge of her glasses dug in when she landed.  This, of course, meant that the frame of her new glasses was bent and the right lens scraped.  Aside from the scrapes, bruises and general embarrassment of it all, the damage to her new glasses was the biggest blow.  She made do with them while we were there, but went straight to the vision center when we got home. Fortunately when she got them she'd also purchased the $20 insurance, so they will replace the lense and the frames free of charge.  This was through the vision center at Walmart by the way.

The other incidences and occurrences were not as sobering as that one.  But they will have to wait to be recorded because I have laundry and gardening and any number of tasks clamoring to be tackled this morning.  I am still working on catching up on the laundry from vacation.

Until soon!


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