Camp Mineola

Hallelujah........... insert the singing chorus here. Me and my mister finally went camping. This December will mark our 6th year anniversary- well dating that is. And I believe of those six years one year may have been spent begging the hubs to take me camping. After 5 days of relaxing during my Thanksgiving break and working on my holiday decor me, the boy, four friends and two bigger than life Texas trucks took off for Mineola, Texas. Don't ask me where it is or how we get there. All that I know is I saw the signs for Canton, my mecca, and pleaded for a detour.

My sweet officer didn't make much of a copilot running on a mere 4 hours of sleep after the midnight shift so I belted out some Christmas carols to make the drive go by faster. We made a pit stop at Mr. B's BBQ pit and this place had some chow which was "slap your mother-in-law good." Mr H's words. Then we pulled into Mineola. Our friend's family owns 70 acres so we had the place to ourselves; just the coyotes and creepy crawlies to keep us company.

We finally got to set up our tent which was a wedding present. Circa March 2009

Coordinating Camo

The men on their way to spotlight. What you ask? Let's just say that one's husband, maybe the one in the camo jacket decided to shoot a skunk which aimed it's delightful stench at just the right angle to keep us company all night. Make me proud...

The ladies holding it down at the fire pit.

It was a beautiful day spent with great friends. As soon as that sun went down, the temperatures dropped just a quick. The mummy bags were a great success, I was actually hot. There wasn't anything I would rather be doing then spending time with my man, our friends and the great outdoors. I am so excited to plan our next camping trip. Hopefully it won't take another 6 years to convince this silly boy to go again.

Great day when you can drop in a line while brushing the pearlies...

Love Mr. H