Our first camping trial was a success

Megan and I completed our first camping trip today. We spent a night at a campground 2 miles from our apartment. Our goal was to get our new tent out its box and make sure we could set it up. Also, as it had been a while, I wanted to make sure I could still light a fire. Success! The tent was easy and breezy, and I made us breakfast on a campfire!

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Papa John rides again!

My father-in-law, Mr. John Jackson, is hitting the road. For the next few months, it will be him, his motorcycle, and the open road. He’ll go where ever his fancy takes him. He’ll visit old friends and family, see places from his past, and visit new places as well. He may even go to the arctic circle! I hope that when I’m in my sixties, I can go on adventures like Papa John does.

Here is a #tbt pic of him from the early 1980s. Ride on John, and I wish you the happiest of trails:

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Deranged Easter Bunny

This year the Easter bunny’s egg hunt began with the following note. I think the long winter drove him mad.

Dear cute little rugrats, curtain crawlers, and crumb snatchers,

Every year, I bust my butt making up beautiful baskets full of delicious sweet treats that are artfully arranged. And within minutes of getting them, you totally scatter and disorganize them just so you can cram the candy into your mouths and eat so much you don’t just get a sugar rush, you OD on it and half the time you GET SICK FROM IT. This year I’m tired. I’ll leave all the sweet junk, but you can make up your own damned basket. I’m tired of my work being ruined. First, you need a basket. Better look in one of those nice, new plastic bins.

Thank you Papa John for making us laugh. Every day spent with you is a good one!

photo by StormyyWolf

Thanksgiving 2014

We drove into Fitchburg, MA the night before Thanksgiving. We departed from Portland, ME at around 10 am and made our first stop in Boston. We had about 2 hours to kill before meeting up with the mommy side of Megan’s family at her grandmother’s home in Chestnut Hill. We decided to try to find the Garment District in Cambridge, and our goal was to find it without using GPS. I’m proud to say that it was a team effort, and that we found the shop after about a half hour. :highfive:

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