Each year, to celebrate another 12 months of wedded bliss, my husband and I sail off for an exotic, sun-soaked vacation. We bath in the warmth of life, drink the wine of love all while white-robed, tan-skinned attendants tend to our every need.
But we do make it a point each year to skip town for a weekend to enjoy one another’s company. We have never made it more than 2 hours from the house, but hey. When you are married with 2 kids, 34 chickens, 6 horses, assorted calves, dog, cat and the occasional turtle, 2 hours away is pretty darn good! Last year we discovered ‘The Cabin’ on Lake Sam Rayburn, just under 2 hours southeast of our home. And we liked it so well we returned again this year.
Last year we tried the local catfish place and drove around a bit. This year, true to my anti-social, hermit personality, we hit the door Friday afternoon and didn’t crank the Volvo until late Sunday morning. I cooked, we ate. We had some wine. I cooked, we ate. We had coffee and watched BBC. I cooked, we ate. We had some more wine. We had a fire and watched the logs slowly burn. I cooked, we ate. I washed dishes, Rob loaded the car and we went home.
It was perfect.
Here are some pictures from our weekend.
Our first dinner was Shrimp and Grits. I was so happy to be away from home I forgot to take a picture.
I LOVE the outdoor lights strung about. Slightly vintage and not to bright. Perfect. Then back inside for more puff pastry filled with cream and cherry sauce. Did I mention I gained five pounds this weekend?
We did go for a walk and burned like 28 calories.
There were so many mushrooms and fungi my 28 calorie walk took about 40 minutes.
I really like my husband.
He baits my hooks, butters my biscuits and brings me my coffee.
And he likes cats.
Here is the cabin. Cute, eh?
And while I LOVE to fish and have no problem baiting my own hook I am kinda awful at tying on all the equipment needed and such.
He is good at this.
So I wander about, glance down and ICK! Spider on my leg! It was really okay. I took 3 pictures then removed him with great care.
Well. I admit. It wasn’t “great care”, I flicked him off with a small thump but I’m quite certain he was unscathed.
And since I don’t have a picture of a fish to show off to you here is my foot again.
And I only got tangled up once!
Yeah for me!
I made a new friend…..
Back to the cabin for more wine and BBC……
Then a fire before heading home the next morning.
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