GONE COUNTRY

Greetings from our cabin in the woods

Husband and I decided to head up to the mountain to get away from the predicted 90+ degree heat in the low lands.

It’s 80 degrees here at the cabin. I love to sit outside and bask in the sun and enjoy nature. I set up my reading camp outside, chase lounge chair, a 16″ round of freshly cut fir for my outdoor table, reading glasses, a canning jar filled to the rim of chardonnay, chips, bug spray, and my latest book GOOD IN BED by Jennifer Weiner. It was a little difficult to read outside. I was kicking back in my chair fighting off deer flies, then came the huge and vicious horse flies and now the pesky mosquitoes. It’s enough to drive a person mad. I relented and went back inside to read. Let the bugs fester amongst themselves.

I’m embarrassed to admit, I just ate an entire bag of Kettle chips. (the lightly salted kind-if you must know) I was lying on the couch with my legs flung over the back of the couch, romping through every word, and laughing out loud of the misadventures of the heroine, Cannie. While in my reading zone, I marveled at my great hand and eye coordination; holding the book with one hand and with the other hand expertly placing chip after salty chip into my mouth. The chips only made it through 3 chapters of the book and then the bag was empty. I was in the reading and eating mode and *poof* the salty-yummy chips were all in my belly. The labeling proclaims: simple, salt-kissed perfection* I whole heartedly agree

9 serving sizes/150 calories–you can do the math. 80 grams of fat

The next 6 chapters I went through an entire bag of Hershey Kisses. It was more difficult this go around with the eye hand coordination bit because of the pesky wrappers but no WORRIES. I unwrapped all of the beautiful swirly little huggies of fat I mean love and lined them all up in a pretty little kiss-ass line.

So yeah, when I’m depressed I read to escape reality and eat all things 4bidN. I didn’t bother to check calorie and fat content on the huggie package–damage is done.

We have internet via AT&T cellular and dish network so are cabin is one part into the wild and one part into the world. We still don’t have running water. The pumping water from the river isn’t working. Husband has given up on that for now. He is researching using a pump–like an old fashioned kind of pump. Even though our plumbing is all hooked up it is useless without your water source. This morning, I bathed myself by heating up some river water in a kettle and stepped outside on the front porch and than preceded to drench myself with water- I feel so LITTLE HOUSE ON THE PRAIRRE-esque.

BTW: My husband’s truck is on the brink again. “transmission temperature sensor” he explained to me. The truck is a 2003.

FORD=found on road dead

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i want to live in the woods.

The cabin sounds like such a great getaway. Have a wonderful week.

you make me want a cabin in the mountains!

random noter: FORD also means Fix Or Repair Daily. Oh, and just so you know, DELTA means Don’t Ever Leave the Airport.

Wow…you’re really a trooper. Bugs, ick. I agree Fords are the crappiest cars ever.