I am trying to find the year we were workcamping in Michigan. To be more precise, I was looking at old blog entries and came upon the one below. I found it interesting and wondered if you would too.
Found it! We workamped at Thunder Bay Golf and RV Resort in the summer of 2010. This video was a wonderful nostalgic event for us.
http://youtu.be/c74Q_KkwKEUMonday Mourning
Moodiness mixed with raindrops,
Makes for a soup that is blue.
I need a walk in the sunshine,
And find something productive to do.
I have found myself to be fractured and distracted today. We need to get some work done, but it is outside work, and we are having a rainy day here in northeast Michigan.
I broke Butch's chair yesterday. It was on its way to being broken anyway; I just finished it off. I was cleaning it. It needed it. I forgot about its delicate condition and jerked it around, and whoops- broken. He can no longer recline. Angel is not going to like this. So then, as always happens, he decides he is going to fix it. Butch's mind is locked in the 50's where you could go downtown to the hardware store or blacksmith shop and find parts for anything that had parts. So far, no luck. We have contacted the chair manufacturer (Flexsteel) by email, and we will see what that brings. Our hopes are none too high. So for you women whose men are none too handy- at times it is not all it is cracked up to be. A quest for something unattainable is not pretty to watch.
I mailed off two bracelets today, or rather Butch did while he was off on his quest for parts. These two are going to Missouri. I counted up the other day, and I think I have done 7 so far. They are fun to do because they are finished quickly and then off to the next idea. Also, they are easier to do in warm weather than an afghan, and we are always in warm weather, or at least we try to be. I still plan to do Swedish weaving.
Makes for a soup that is blue.
I need a walk in the sunshine,
And find something productive to do.
I have found myself to be fractured and distracted today. We need to get some work done, but it is outside work, and we are having a rainy day here in northeast Michigan.
I broke Butch's chair yesterday. It was on its way to being broken anyway; I just finished it off. I was cleaning it. It needed it. I forgot about its delicate condition and jerked it around, and whoops- broken. He can no longer recline. Angel is not going to like this. So then, as always happens, he decides he is going to fix it. Butch's mind is locked in the 50's where you could go downtown to the hardware store or blacksmith shop and find parts for anything that had parts. So far, no luck. We have contacted the chair manufacturer (Flexsteel) by email, and we will see what that brings. Our hopes are none too high. So for you women whose men are none too handy- at times it is not all it is cracked up to be. A quest for something unattainable is not pretty to watch.
I mailed off two bracelets today, or rather Butch did while he was off on his quest for parts. These two are going to Missouri. I counted up the other day, and I think I have done 7 so far. They are fun to do because they are finished quickly and then off to the next idea. Also, they are easier to do in warm weather than an afghan, and we are always in warm weather, or at least we try to be. I still plan to do Swedish weaving.
