Memorial Day Weekend

I apologize to my few faithful readers that I made you wait so long for a new post.

As one put it, 'Where's the new stuff? 'Grass' is getting boring.'

Moral of the story: I will try to be better.

For Memorial Day, I was lucky to have the weekend off. When I realized this, I was very excited to be able to go to Packwood to their bi-annual 'flea-market.' I don't honestly know that this is what it's called, but that's what it is to me. For Memorial Day and Labor Day, the streets of Packwood are filled with endless booths full of basically: junk. It's pretty much like a giant yard sale, filled with treasures that you sometimes really have to look hard to find. But once you do, you end up getting a great deal!

The rankings of my top favorite booths this year?

The $1 T-shirt booth. This is, and always will be, my favorite. Lined on the tables are piles and piles of T-shirts. All for $1. They are all T-shirts for events that you've never heard of, but that's what makes it all the better. For example, ranking highest on my favorite shirt this year is a 'Rib Feast' T-shirt. Where this rib feast occured, I have no idea, but I wear a shirt supporting it.

They make for great workout, work around the house, or just lounge around in T-shirts. All for only $1.

Also ranking high on my list this year was the book booth, as I have really been into reading lately, and the $5 DVD's.

So to get to this great event, we left Thursday afternoon. Our friends, Tommy and Terra's parents have a campsite near Packwood, so we began our adventures there.

And let me say, we had an amazing time.

It was the first time I slept in a tent, and although it poured down rain on us the entire weekend, I absolutely loved it!




It is only while camping that you can sit around in your pajamas all day, do absolutely nothing, and eat massive amounts of food while working none of it off throughout the day.

And that's exactly what I did all weekend.

It was a great break from reality, and we had a blast.






On Saturday night, we ventured over to my grandparent's cabin on Rimrock Lake. The weekend adventures carried on, and we continued to have a blast eating even more food, playing millions of card games, reading by the fire, and relaxing in general.