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Whoever thinks getting away is relaxing, restful, romantic, or blissful is out of their minds... 

Maybe it’s the illusion of awesomeness that fulfills our minds when we schedule these little getaways..??

Given age and experience you would think that more thought should have been put into having two adults and a angry ten pound chihuahua reside blissfully together in a tiny camper during a rainy and cold weekend.

So right now as I sit in my little love nest of awesomeness..next to the fat, angry Chihuahua... I am waiting for the hardworking Italian man to get back from the store with hopefully the replacement parts and tools to fix the “how the hell did that happen” holes in the camper's water pipes... which means we.. yes.. we DO NOT have any water.. that is the current state of affairs...

Having no water on a blissful weekend getaway..I mean is fairly crappy... but I really could have done without Bessie throwing up in our bed.

OH HELL NO...

But let’s not dwell on that...

Let’s back up to yesterday after hooking up the water and finding out somehow the pipes have holes in them even though we winterized them and typical Wendy fashion... "Joe what’s that sizzling noise coming from under the sink...??"

At least it didn’t look like last year's camper-escapades waterfall...what's the chances it happens also in the new camper.. right...

So back to sitting here typing ...in the tiny camper listening to raindrops on the roof... as Joe sends me Krispy Crème pictures from the hardware store... aint nothing better...