It’s just bait! Someone at WordPress Prompt Central had a laugh about this one -” The old Pius Itinerant can’t resist this one! He’ll maunder on about some terrible trip in 1968!”
It’s true I could relate the one where I wandered into…NO! I’m not going to mention that. I am quite capable of resisting temptation!
Instead, I could talk about how to organize a week-long camping trip with the four kids and the dog. The wife is a night shift nurse and winds up napping while I load the minivan. The hardest part is going through the kids’ bags before packing the van…they’ll pack everything, and lose some beloved toy just before you come home, and make you tear the entire campground apart looking for it!
Then there is going to the bathroom in the middle of the night. Can’t find the shoes or slippers. Trying to avoid the rocks in the path only to find that the nine-year-old sowed the area in front of the tent with Lego blocks. Yep! There you are, screaming and yelling as you hop around. Note for next time: no Legos
See, I didn’t once discuss that horrible trip to Tuscaloosa when my buddy fell into the …..Damn!
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