After the graduation we're headed to a remote cabin where there's no cell service and no Internet. My teen daughter already has the shakes just thinking about not being able to text for days at a time. Pray for her soul. My teen son is giddy, positively giddy, looking forward to quad rides through the forest and shooting up a storm with his BB gun. Don't worry, he doesn't shoot living creatures, unless you count his sister, and in that case we can't make any promises.
The Spy Who Loves Me is a mountain man. I'm a beach girl who married a mountain man. (Today, once again, I had my toes in the sand and a diet coke in my hand...and it was pure bliss! A lovely lovely day in Oceanside. As lovely as they come!) I married a camping man and not long after the honeymoon I converted The Spy from a camping man into a cabin man. You can read all about his conversion here.
As for me and my vacation plans, they involve books...lots of books...and my feet being propped up, and with any luck, being rubbed by The Spy. I'm a humongous fan of foot massages. Not giving them...GROSS! Getting them! I don't like to touch the feet of others, but I will do almost anything for a foot massage.
You might think I'm crazy, you probably already do, but I also like to cook on vacation. We cook lots of good stuff up at the cabin in the woods. We like to barbecue, too. Basically, we like to eat. That's the bottom line. But cooking on vacation is very enjoyable, if you're me. Maybe not if you're you, but definitely if you're me.
So, now that I've given you more information than you ever wanted to know, I'll sign off and tell you all that you are the best blog stalkers any silly girl ever did have! I hope summer is treating you well! Before you know it I'll be sharing my favorite fall recipes. Until then...
Hope you enjoy stirring it up!
