A New Heart Hideout

Cheers Peppers and loyal followers and new followers. It’s day 4 of Nano Poblano. Today’s post is about one of my favorite things. Camping, camping, camping.

We were recently able to upgrade from a pop up tent trailer to a regular travel trailer.  The benefits of this are many, and the joys of a travel trailer are too numerous to count. 🙂  Don’t get me wrong the tent trailer was a lot of fun too and definitely served it’s purpose.  Lots of great memories were had.  We’re on to new memories now.

Esmee with rainbow light bling and a very happy Noelle
Esmee with rainbow light bling and a very happy Noelle

We took our maiden voyage to our favorite camping spot Lake Casitas, just to get our feet wet. Then we went again the very next weekend.  We plan to make many fun trips and broaden our camping adventures.  It was a very relaxing couple of weekends that provided some much needed rejuvenation.  We played fun camping games.

Our custom Aggravation board game
Our custom Aggravation board game

We ate wonderful camping food.

Gilled Tri-tip & veggies
Gilled Tri-tip & veggies

We drank celebratory Chardonnay for our 15th Anniversary

Camping glasses filled with Chardonnay
Camping glasses filled with Chardonnay

We howled at the spooky moon on Halloween.

Spooky Moon
Spooky Moon

And our dog got spoiled rotten and didn’t have to eat dog food the whole weekend.

Noelle and Bandit
Noelle and Bandit

Now it’s back to the grind for a bit, but soon we will be off to a new adventure who knows where.  So what about you?  What are some of your favorite things to do? Have you realized any new dreams lately?

The Crack food habit worth giving up.

The Spicy McChicken sandwich from McDonalds

     Image credit  http://animmovablefeast.blogspot.com/

Another camping weekend has come and gone.  We have our routine pretty much down but this time I think we were a little out of our normal sync.  At least I know I was. I just couldn’t seem to stay focused on getting ready.  2014 has been a busy and wonderful year so far with lots of happenings to keep my brain multi-tasking, which clearly, I do not do well.  My wife took it easy on me and slowed down, just a little bit, the fevered excited pace that she throws herself into when getting ready.  I kid you not, my wife is very serious about camping.  Still everything went according to plan, but due to the fact that we took our time heading out..we now had less time to eat before starting our adventure.

Enter bright idea… giggles. We said lets just hit a drive through on our way out. We haven’t done that in ages. It will be a treat.  We debated a few choices and settled on McDonalds due to the ample parking area behind where we could put the trailer while we got our fix.  Did I say fix? Why yes I did… and I meant it.  McDonalds food is like crack, not that I know what that’s like of course, but I can well imagine.  Pictured above is my favorite treat/fix from McDonalds. I like heat, and the Spicy McChicken sandwich was just the ticket.  Noelle opted for a Big Mac, and we both splurged and got fries.  I used to love McDonalds fries.  Sadly the fries did not taste how either of us had remembered.  Maybe it’s because we eat more healthy these days, but geesh.  We gobbled them down anyway, can’t waste hot fries.  So we’re driving down the road now…stuffing our faces with yummy go food, and we’re feeling pretty good, the food/drug is working.  We are UP and happy, and chatting excitedly as we make our way to our favorite camping spot about an hour away.  Here’s where it gets ugly…

Have you ever listened to a cassette recorder when the battery is dying…the music slows and becomes garbled…until it stops… if you haven’t… trust me when I tell you it’s a most disconcerting sound.

As the effects of the crack/food wore off..we started crashing hard.  We managed to find our space and get the trailer leveled pretty easily despite our post food stupor, but once we needed to start physically exerting ourselves  with the set up… it was over!  Our set-up usually takes us about 30-40 minutes total.  I don’t even know how long it took us. Every time I carried a bag into the trailer I felt my body cry with fatigue.  Each little physical exertion indicated that a rest period should follow.  Normally we fly through this, no breaks, no slow downs, wham bamm, we’re up and ready.  OMFG!!!  were we dragging!  Note to selves: We will not be doing that again…ever!!!!!

I guess the moral of this story is… it truly does matter what we eat.  When we need our bodies to work we need to provide them with the proper fuel. Neither of us could ever recall there being such an obvious correlation between what we ate and how our bodies performed.  To me, that’s telling.  Fast food is a rarity for us anyway, but now we will be even more mindful.

Camping Scary Tales

Campfire
Campfire

We weren’t always pro’s at this camping stuff.  I have an amusing tale to tell about one of our first camping trips that was just the two us…

It was a beautiful time of year, the campground was lush and green and the night brought with it a lovely chill that just made us all the more excited to snuggle by the fire pit.  We talked for hours enjoying the flames and aromatic night air.  Finally the cold caught up to us and we moved our party inside. Many glasses of wine and board games later we crawled into our cozy camp bed and began to drift off to sleep….

Everything was perfect…until…. we heard a ruckus right outside the door like someone was going through our ice chest or dog food bin…. we both pop up…now fully awake despite our alcohol induced partial slumber…

Ax murderer moon
Ax murderer moon

Me: Did you hear that??????

Noelle: Yeah…

Then it happened again….scratch, scratch, dig dig… like someone was going through our stuff.

Me: Where’s the AX???????

Noelle: outside in the bin….

Me: Do you think that was a good idea?????!!!!

Noelle:  …loud whisper WELL NOT NOW!!!!???

Needless to say we did not sleep the rest of the night.  It was probably raccoon’s hoping to find a midnight snack..We didn’t find any disturbance to the campsite the next day but the next night we made sure to put the ax inside with us.   Moral of the story…. keep all weapons inside the tent…and secure all your camp goodies or the raccoon’s shall surely make off with them.