Home again, home again, jiggety jig

"Here we go camping again," I posted on FaceBook, "who nose what kind of adventures we'll get in to!"

Sooo, I'm typing this from my kitchen table.  Back at home.  In the middle of a camping weekend.   Because there was a short list of items, we realized on the way to Lake Somerville State Park, that we had forgotten: from needed medication (me) to motorcycle keys (RDB).  What was it someone said about the best laid plans of mice and men...?

Without the bike keys, it meant last night we slept with the bike in the toy hauler like we were boondocking.  I figure it at least gives us an idea of what it'll be like with Diesel and the Harley in there with us (more space than we imagined, actually).  For those who were worried that Diesel wouldn't be coming with us anymore, or that he wouldn't have enough space, I'm here to tell you he probably had the best night sleep out of the three of us.

The cats, on the other hand, were not exactly happy to see us home early:

Dang it, Mom, meow I have to hide all the cat-nip.

We grabbed the items we needed, had lunch with Bestie, and then spent the better part of the heat of the day at home (blogging and watching YouTube videos) before heading back over to the park.  When it comes to learning new habits in a new camper, you just have to be patient and flexible.