An Itch That Must Be Scratched

This weekend I received a fistful of Cosmic Reinforcement....about nature, camping, the woods, the dirt road less traveled....WHATEVER. If you know Renovator Wife,

[oh.......pardon me]

you KNOW that I don't camp! But this weekend Mother Nature tricked me - seduced me to come closer. And I knew better. Over two years ago, my dear mother in law gave me a $200 gift certificate to, and I quote "a lovely country bed & breakfast overlooking a beautiful lake" in East Tennessee.

[ahhhhhhhh......excuse me please.....]

And, because I have worked non stop and not stopped to smell any roses in a long time, My Handyman suggested I call a friend and utilize my gift. As I drove into White Stone Inn, I was taken by the beauty of the place and delighted to find that my very well air conditioned bed & breakfast room even included fine linens, a flat screen TV and a jacuzzi tub....SWEET.

[ouch, ouch, ouch....]

I spotted it while I waited on my friend to arrive. I made my way to it and after I fumbled myself into the center, I meditated on the dinner menu for the evening....mahi mahi, ribeye or the tuna??????? Communing with nature wasn't so bad after all and the hammock under the trees was just like what I'd only seen in movies.

Mother Nature - you turned your head as you laughed at me......as you gave the signal for ALL OF THOSE TINY REDBUGS to attach themselves to my feet, my ankles, my thighs, under my knees and a few in, let's say, private places....what have I ever done to you???? I know I still don't recycle but heck - what you've done is brutal!

[oh - woe is me and where did I put my benedryl? My clear gel......i need you badly]

And so, please think of this post as a Public Service Announcement. And if Mother Nature ever uses your Handyman's mother in her quest to lure you into the woods....remember that you have been warned ~

and now I must be medicated.....again....this one, and that one, and that one, and that one.....

Renovator Wife
I So Love Not Camping