polka dot suitcase

So we’re back. We did a tour of Atlanta, about which we’ll share in upcoming posts. Glad to see last week’s posts appeared as they were scheduled to do — how weird to see technology functioning properly! Too bad the house couldn’t clean itself, too, while I was gone.

We tent-camped the whole visit. I used to tent-camp, as often as I could. But then my parents got a cool camper that they let us borrow, and suddenly sleeping on the ground, with no private potty, washing dishes with a spigot…kinda lost its appeal. So I have to admit, I was being a little snobbish about the whole aspect of spending several nights in a tent. In June. In Atlanta. But my parents have their camper up in NY for the summer. If we’re gonna camp, it’s gonna be in a tent.

Turns out — it was great. Sir and Mister are old enough to really be helpful around camp — not like when they were four and “helped” by gathering twigs for the fire while I sweated my butt off setting up the rest of camp. I showed Sir how to handle the grill, and he was in charge of food. Mister took the initiative to start the campfire and set up the tent. I got to stand around and point.

Anyhoo. The guys took tons of photos we’ll share. And I mean tons. Now we have to weed through them and see which are too irresistable not to share. We’ll also share thoughts on the attractions we visited. But first I gotta slog through my real work and do a bit catching up. That old saying about needing a vacay when you get home? So true…