How I forgot my camera I will never know.
I wound up going to Mount Pleasant with Jeremy even though I was convinced that baby would pop out the second I crossed the state line...but it didn't...and it still hasn't. We had a great time as usual, I love going to see his Dad and Sandy. Although Sandy cooks really good, I have to constantly remind myself that I can't eat everything or I will not get out the door. The really fun part though, to me, was that their crazy weenie dog Winston knocked up a Lhasa Apso and made what was a very interesting looking Dachshund puppy named Cindy Lou. Who did in fact look like a Dr. Seuss character. I wish I had a picture of her, she looked like my Maddie but with a less pointy nose and crazy fluffy ears that looked like someone crimped them.
But Saturday was the day that the Mustang wasn't big enough, I didn't carry enough cash, and I totally forgot the camera.
But going there made me seriously want to be Amish and made me want to pickle things and make soap. Too bad ole Jeremy wouldn't go for non electrical farm life.
Oddly enough one of the Amish stores was selling Lottery tickets. My comment on that one was "What do you get for a two dollar scratch off? A chicken?" To which Mr. James replied "Their Powerball is probably a cow." Needless to say the "Amish Lottery" gave us a good 5-10 minutes of fun.
When I find my camera I will post pictures of our hike in 20 degree weather to a frozen waterfall.