Look Around, Someone Always Has It Worse. . .

I just wanted to post this one for all of those people going through a hard time right now.

Mother's Day/Camping Trip

Mother's Day was just yesterday, and I actually had more fun this past weekend with Jason and McKeonly than I did my whole week of "vacation." Only because we spent every second together this weekend and we were out of the house.

We decided to go on a fishing/camping trip this weekend, and so when Jason got home from work Friday, we sat down and looked at nearby lakes. We found one that was about an hour and-a-half away, and Saturday we left out around noon. Between stops and everything, we got there about 2:00. It was raining when we first got there, but it passed after about 20 minutes. Then we all bailed out of the truck, set up the tent, and went fishing.

McKeonly caught her first fish right off. A catfish. I caught some catfish, and a bass. Then, went the sun started going down, McKeonly and I started catching perch(Sunfish) left and right. We all really had a great time. Jason brought his fishing pole, but for the most part, he was running back and forth between me and McKeonly taking the fish off the hooks, releasing them, and setting our lines back up with some bait.

He said that he was excited though, because that was what he was looking forward to.

After several hours of fishing, we started up our grill, and made up hamburgers and hotdogs. Then we all piled into the tent--quickly, so not to let the bugs in--and laid down.

We have a two-bedroom tent, so McKeonly bundled up in her new sleeping bag, and Jason and I crashed on the blow-up bed. Jason and I unzipped the window on our side, and we just sat up talking about stuff while looking out at the lake and the trees. Almost total tranquility: to be with the one you love so much--that person you can't see yourself without-- listening to nothing but the frogs croaking and the crickets chirping, and the fish splashing idiosyncronously throughout the waters surrounding you.

This photo was actually taken Sunday morning just as the sun was coming up. There was a fog that was over the water that was so gorgeous.

Sunday, we woke up as soon as the sun peaked over the hills, and started fishing again. Then, I went back up to our campsite, and made up bacon and eggs for breakfast. It was pretty good. I've never cooked food over and open fire like that, but I really kinda liked it. Since it was my first time, I was worried I wasn't going to be able to get it to work, so when the bacon started sizzling, I had to throw down a little victory dance.

Meanwhile, McKeonly and Jason stayed down along the bank catching fish after fish. Then they came up, and we all ate together. Afterwards, we decided to take the truck around to another part of the lake, and try out some fishing over there, but we really didn't have any luck.

By 11:00a, I was ready to go though. I was ready to take a clean shower, and the bugs were pretty bad. There were swarms of fireants, flying ants that bit, and little nats that love to fly right by your ear just to annoy you.

While Jason and McKeonly went back to the bank to fish, I gathered up all of our stuff and loaded it into the truck. I was able to take a picture from my cell phone of a bass they caught. McKeonly liked petting them.

Aside from the bugs, this was the most enjoyable trip I've ever had with Jason and McKeonly!

Vacation is Over!

Well. . .I call it vacation. I guess because that's what Jason's work calls it for payroll purposes. The truth is, it really wasn't "vacation." We went back to his parents for the entire time. Don't get me wrong, I love his parents to death, but honestly, I see Jason less when we go back, and I talk to him less too.
I guess I have mixed emotions. When I'm there, at first, I'm excited, but his mom and I conflict on so many different things, and there's a lack of respect as well. So, after the fourth or fifth day, the tolerance is mostly out the window. For both of us(his mom and I).
Plus, my back went out on Wednesday, and I was stuck in a recliner for two and a half days. That sucked. I'm still not totally over it, but it's a heck of a lot better than it was. By Saturday, I was so ready to come back it was sickening.

But, Sunday came, and we left, and I was a little sad. I think it's because they are so far away, and I know it will be the last time I see them for at least a few months. Really, the only good part, is being back home in my own house, sleeping on my own bed, and having my own schedule. That, is real, real nice!