Friday the 13th Mixup: Campers Not Wanted & Fred

A person can discover a lot things about themselves when they go camping.  Before I began my adventure, I researched, pinned and planned like you wouldn't believe for my family's camping trip.  My goal was to create a wonderful experience with my family.  My husband was on vacation, the kids were on break, I slowed down work for a few days...you get my point.  The idea of jumping into pseudo-survivor mode really had me excited for this excursion.

Well I found out something new about myself.  I'm not a fan of camping. In fact, if the apocalypse heads my way, I probably would be one of the first to go.  The realization is a bit depressing, but that's the truth.

Take away the heat, the noseeums and mosquitoes, my kids whining and Fred almost having a heart attack, it wasn't all that bad.  And yet, it wasn't all that great either.

I never once complained though.  When you're a mom, you often try to please everybody else that I find it's never a good thing to start complaining.  Once you do, then it's like the little ones follow your lead and everything goes down hill.  Camping takes so much work it's mind boggling.  In the end, we left early because the truth is we suck.  Fred wasn't doing so well and the other dog we have, Spike, became ill at the boarders.  All and all it wasn't the best trip, but we did try.

Yum!

When did I realize that camping wasn't for me?  When we left and I ended up asking my husband to stop a restaurant so I could have a rum runner.  Yeah, just 40 minutes of drinking a rum runner and enjoying a mahi mahi sandwich did it for me.

Anyway, I thought I'd share some images of Fred during our trip.  He seldom poses for me anymore.  In fact, he hides.  Bless him he's getting old.  Still, my husband captured these wonderful images of him.

That's it!  Happy Friday the 13th!  And a special Happy Father's Day to all the Dads out there.

Mina Burrows

Friday - Saint Patty's Day Weekend

I apologize for not posting or visiting my blogger buddies this week.  The flu bug I picked up from my son turned out to be a heck of a virus.  With the weekend almost here, I'm finally feeling much better.  Man, that one really kicked my rear.  It's perfect timing since Saint Patrick's Day is this weekend!  Does anyone have any plans?  Are you a fan of green beer?  What about being pinched?  Do you wear green that day or do you not really care?  Me?  I always loved this saying:  "There are only two kinds of people in the world, The Irish and those who wish they were."  

Friday Funnies

Vampire Bill looks a bit like a wee leprechaun, huh?

Walking Dead on St. Patty's Day:  "Must...have...green...beer."

This has nothing to do with St. Patrick's Day, but I thought it was funny since its Friday.

Cute, huh?  And that Irish one looks a bit like Fred.

Fridays with Fred

Speaking of Fred, I took this shot of Fred twitching his nose.  Have you ever seen a dog do that?  So silly.  I love this crazy pooch.

Be sure and stop by and visit Schatze over at Mary’s BookHounds too.

Happy Saint's Patrick's Day.

Mina B.

Friday the 13th & Fred

It seems like we've have an exorbitant amount of Friday the 13th's this year, huh?  Do you think so?  I was wondering about that and thought perhaps I'd Google it, but then quickly scratched that idea.  I don't have that kinda time. Could it mean the end of days like the Mayan Calendar?  Not sure.


Anyway, the I found this image and decided that this pretty much sums up how I presently feel about Friday the 13th.

Friday with Fred

Last week, Fred took a day off for his Bday.  He partied hard during his break and now he's settled back into a routine.  For his birthday, he received this chicken below as a gift.  Fred has a thing for rubber chickens that annoyingly squawk.

Get the chicken, Fred!

Remember to stop by and visit Schatze over at Mary’s BookHounds too.


Have a great weekend.


Mina B.

Fridays with Fred: Friday the 13th

Happy Friday the 13th.  I wanted to post a few evil modern-day nightmarish images of gruesome horror film, Friday the 13th.  Who doesn't love this classic?  And Jason for that matter?  Take a gander if you will.  And of course, Fred's here too.  

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Man those coveralls were terrifying!  

My only question is why are his hands bloody, but his clothes are clean?  Hmmm?

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The shower. Always the shower! 

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Awwww.  Ya see?  That's what I call unconditional love. 

Fred as Jason.  Not so scary, huh?

Remember to stop by and visit Schatze over at Mary’s BookHounds too.

Have a great weekend.

Mina B.