2008-06-28

6/28/08

Going to the campground and we're gonna go ca a amping (think the song Going to the Chapel.)

On the day that Bill & I were married, I got ready with my bridesmaids at his aunt's house. When it was time to leave, we all climbed into his uncle's car and began to back out of the driveway. The radio was on and the song "Going to the Chapel" began to play. We all cracked up because the timing was so perfect.

My husband makes me laugh. A lot. He's been working 18 hour days for the past week+. (Very typical for this time of year.) He got a friend to take his work truck this weekend and cover any service calls, so we could go camping. (The last time we went camping he ended up working ALL DAY both days, while the dogs & I hung out at the campground.) His friend came by last night to pick up the truck and the keys to the shop. A few minutes ago, Bill was leaving to do his regular Saturday morning "get paperwork caught up" routine. Then he realized he'd given his keys away last night. I said, "Don't you have any extra keys to the shop?" He said "Yep, I have several sets. And they're all in the same place. In my desk drawer in the shop." Too funny.

I'd better get around and get the trailer loaded, while he tries to break into his shop.

Happy Saturday!

h2ophobic at 7:17 a.m.