August 8 . . . a Saturday
Hubby got up at 7:30 a.m. and took my car to get the oil changed. He's such a great guy. Hopefully, this won't delay our vacation time too much.
We got a much later start on Saturday heading out the door than we had intended to. It must be that getting old syndrome. Of course, packing takes a few hours. This is Miss Tizzy ready for the ride. I see on the car clock it is 11:39 a.m. in this photo. So funny I can know what time we did things from in my photos or the time stamp within my photos.
This is Ria traveling in the back seat. She is whining, as customary, but at least she is not caterwauling as she has done before. She knows we don't like her making noise.
It was a 2 hours trip, so it was about 1:30 p.m. before we arrived. We drove around checking out the campsites and choose this one as it was near a short trail too the water. It was a mess as there was trash everywhere that we picked up. No, that is not our beer box in the campfire. I'm not too impressed that the park service allows the campsites to be that trashed.
I was anxious to peek at the water where we could get in, so after we set up the tent, we took a walk down to see. It looked nice, but there was a steep incline to climb down to get to the water.
We walked back up to the tent. This is the trail. Our tent site is up those steps and to the right. There was a couple camping in the site right at the top of these steps, so everyone had to walk right through their site! I would have never set up my camp there unless it was the last site available, but there were plenty of sites available. We learned that it was also a drop off point for tubers, so lots of people were walking through it.
At 3:00 p.m., it was 84 degrees outside, but it felt like 95 degrees, and I can tell you it really did feel like 95 degrees! We headed down to the water to relax. It wasn't too relaxing with Ria whining the whole time. We staked the dogs down (not literally, but their leash! ah!) at the shore in the shade, but Ria just cannot stand if we get too far from her. Then they barked at other dogs and it was one of those stressful times that I try to be patient through as a lesson of patience.
We stayed until after 6 p.m.
At camp, we made burgers, mashed potatoes and green beans. I don't think I've had these fattening burger patties in at least 3 years.
You know, living with a negative person is a test for sure. I just want to be happy and living with someone who is not happy and does not see how things are negative when you point them out so he can learn is just a difficult way to live.
I was trying to note some of the things he said that were negative to share with a friend.
One instance was this meal. So each of us had 1 1/2 patties and we had not eaten anything all day and all hubby kept saying was "I don't see how I'm going to eat all this." Over and over and over, if not 10 times or more, he said it. It gets really old just ignoring as he repeats everything he says multiple times. Let it ride over a few times is one thing, but as many times as he says it is another thing. Then we said grace together and he said it a few more times when I finally could not resist the temptation to speak and said, "Dear, that is really negative to say when we just thanked God for our food." Then, of course, drama ensues after that whereby he denies that it is negative and I let him know how many times he's said it and yada yada yada. I just want to be happy. It is hard to stay happy when someone else is always negative.
This is only one example. It was this way the entire day. It is a fight for me to continue to be uplifting when he is so negative. Another example is the next morning when we were all set to head out and I said something like, "okay, we're all good" and his reply was "I wish I were good." He says it without thinking. And when I point out to him, "that was negative" he causes more drama.
Regardless, I kept trying to enjoy my meal and my time. You just move on. My burger was so delicious and I thought it looked fab! We used bread rather than hamburger buns. I usually don't do any bread, but I'm trying to have a "classic" camping meal.
The green beans were so hot! They were great that way and I wonder why I cannot seem to eat them that hot at home.
Hubby had run up to pay for the campsite and said he saw three deer. He also went to get some campfire wood and ice. But by the time we had eaten and gotten done with our fussing and fighting (over nothing) we did not feel like building a campfire. We were just tired. We managed to muster up the motivation and try-to-have-a-good-time spirit and played Yahtzee. I thought he had one, but somehow I won by one point.
Tizzy sat on the table while we played. Ria was still staked down and she finally got quite and sniffed around or whatever she did, but neither of them had a nap all day and we knew they were exhausted.
There were five other occupied campsites in our camping loop. We were glad that all of them seemed to be quiet campers.
We tried reading for a while, but found ourselves too tired.
I went to sleep fast, but then woke up at 12:30 a.m. Sigh. I was glad that we had cell phone access as it gave me something to do, at least until my battery got low.
I dreamed of what we would do fun tomorrow and thinking positive thoughts.