Wisconsin South

We headed out of town on Saturday night. High hopes of unwinterizing the trailer and enjoying the fun that would ensue. We arrived at our campground in West Bend, Wisconsin at a decent hour, and continued on with the trip's excitement. Shopping at the local Wal-Mart (of course, what else would you expect from me), dinner at the local Mexican restaurant, and a jaunt to the one and only gas station that will fill LP tanks. Off we go, back to the trailer to put on our jammies and enjoy a movie and some popcorn.

I should mention here that it's cold, very cold, up here in Wisconsin. The wind is blowing hard, and that makes it feel even colder.

After our return to the trailer, we try to turn on the heat, and nothing happens. Trusty Sugar Daddy starts fiddling around with the switches and gadgets, and who am I kidding, I have no idea what he's really doing. He pops his head in the door and says he's off to the hardware store to find a coupler for the propane hose. Mmmkay. Whatever that is. But I stay put, entertaining the kids with a Yellowstone Matching Game, and my Redbook and US Weekly. Again, what else would you expect from me?

And hour later, he returns, no luck. Only now he is sporting a nifty space heater. I know what that means. Needless to say, we spent a rather chilly night in the trailer, and decided we better not stay another night. So Sunday morning, we loaded back up, and headed home. We did get to stop by and see some friends that live in West Bend. That was a fun detour. But we discovered a nice little campground, right on the lake, with a playground, and a slide, and lots of hiking trails. So that was definitely worth the drive.


All it takes is some sticks, and a tree, and the kids are entertained for hours.


Gretta enjoying Bebe's megafur. That poor dog, she needs a haircut soooo bad.


Emma and Bebe at the lake across the road from the trailer. As you can see from the sign in the background, the lake is a little high. The office lady said they got 4 inches of rain in just over an hour the night before we arrived. That would explain the flooding.


Maggie mid-song with her flute. She was very into her song. But what else would you expect form Maggie?

So that's it. Not too exciting. Sorry. Stay tuned for some cute craft pictures later in the week!