Good day, emotional day

After church today we ran by Big Town Hero and picked up turkey, bacon and avocado sandwiches and broccoli cheddar soup, then headed over to see momma. We always take dinner to her on Sunday, a chance to be sure she gets something she likes to eat once in a while and she loves soup!!!

Today we finally watched the movie we bought for her a few weeks back. Everytime she saw a commercial for RV (Robin Williams is NOT my favorite actor...not even in the running!!) she indicated she wanted to see that movie but taking her to the theater is out of the question so she had to wait until it came out on DVD. Ed promised her he would buy it the day it came out and true to his word he did. So, today we plugged it in and watched it.

Oh good grief! She laughed until she cried, then laughed until she choked herself!!

You see...during my growing up years my parents hung around a large group of friends that camped all the time. We were always on the go, camping, fishing, motorcycle riding, swimming, water skiing~if it involved a campfire and mosquitoes we experienced it at regular intervals. We camped close to home (both Mt Hood and Cannon Beach were only a couple hours from our childhood home - in opposite directions) and we did the week long or longer trips as well to such places as Crater Lake, Yellowstone, Grand Canyon, Yosemite etc. My father worked away from home and mom would pack the camper and have it ready on Friday...daddy would come home and off we would go, sometimes we went to sleep in the camper while it was in the driveway and we woke the next morning in a campground! Sometimes mom would drive the camper or motorhome (whatever we owned at the time) to where daddy was working (he worked out of town for the railroad) and we would pick him up and keep going until we reached our campsite.

So, the movie RV was a movie she wanted to see. There were so many things we could relate to from the very beginning of the movie to the end: crabby teens to running over mailboxes to draininig the holding tank to driving on roads that were not meant for (or safe for) an RV. Momma laughed when the raccoons were discovered in the oven (???I don't remember anything like that that happend, but don't doubt that it certainly could have), she laughed at the awning being pulled off the side of the motorhome (let's just say as a child we knew when we were about to learn a few new words!!!), she laughed every time that dang motorhome started rolling backwards...and cracked up when the line of campers was backed up at the holding take disposal site.

Oh the memories we shared.

As soon as the movie was over the tears came...and we cried together...all 3 of us: Momma, Ed and I. Yep, 3 bawl babies in search of a kleenex box. You see, this is the 2nd anniversary of my daddy's passing. We laughed together, remembered together, and then cried together...then we laughed, remembered and cried some more.

Today momma, Ed and I remembered and missed my daddy.

Blogger is not playing nice... I wanted to post a picture of my daddy....dang that blogger!!!

Let Me Just Get to the Point

Went for a drive, my hubby and I. We had a specific reason for driving down the coast, but it was foggy and we did not accomplish all we set out to do. We had so much fun ~ away from the recent pressures of life. We just chatted and laughed, spent some time reflecting on various things and enjoyed the quiet moments as well.

On the way home we pulled into Cape Blanco State Park to use the restrooms and stretch our legs a bit. We found this wonderful thistle blooming beside a walkway. Isn't it just beautiful?