Not that throne, let's get our minds out of the twa-let for a moment. The Queen is tired and ready for a little vacation so she will be sitting her royal rear-end in a glammed up throne a.k.a. lawn chair. Don't be jealous because I'm getting to go on this glamorous vacation called camping.
I know exactly what you are thinking, "Damn girl you must be a blogging baller to afford such a swanky va-kay". Matter of fact I've made so much blogging, I was able to upgrade our site from the one that had the dumpster on it with the bear proof lid to one only a mile away from the lake.
Actually instead of the blog the girls and me were thinking about starting up another business; dog coats. Mr. Rusty is sporting the Marine Biologist look according to my daughters. What do you guys think?
Please don't shed any tears for me, it's always been a secret fantasy of mine to go without a shower for so long that a swarm of flies form a regal crown around my head; why on earth would anyone rather be wading their toes in the Italian Riviera, not me.
It's been a life-long dream to sleep in a bedroom that is co-habited by bears and every insect known to man. I can just imagine how drafty and unbearable it would be to sleep in an Irish castle with a turreted bedroom and servants.
Besides who would want the hot Brazilian butler bringing them breakfast in bed when you could wake up and enjoy your cold breakfast that the raccoons wouldn't even touch the night before.
You have never lived until you've experienced the unforgettable aroma of an outhouse. I'm quite sure strolling the streets of Paris and inserting my nose in the flower stands I pass on the street would pale in comparison.
Please no tears friends; I will be shedding plenty for you.
Instead I thought I would leave you with some recipes you might want to try.
I'm going to miss breakfast like this, sniff, sniff:
Or lovely lunches like this:
Dinner I'll miss you:
Desserts - How could I choose just one?
Maybe I will bring some of these Pastry Hearts for good measure. What if I meet a bear and need a bribe to save my life?
I just wanted to say thank you for your continual support of this project called a blog/therapy session. You guys are the best and I can't wait to see what all of you have been cooking; if I ever make it out of the woods alive.