Now, I will have to admit, the temperature on our little outside temperature gauge was at 48 degrees yesterday morning and warmed up to maybe the low 60's, 61 or 62. So, you see, it's all relative I guess. The 60's temperature days in Norwood during the winter are when we have that reprieve from winter, rather than a cool down.
Late afternoon, just before dark, on Saturday, was really damp and cool. I know this because I had lost my sweatshirt. Now, this shirt is not a real valuable clothing item. It is simply an item of clothing that I have had for about 10 or 15 years. Navy blue in color with an embroidered colorful umbrella and "Key West" embroidered in bright colors as well. I first noticed the sweatshirt was missing when we went up for hot dogs at noon on Saturday. Knowing that the shirt had to be in this very small camper, I didn't fret too much and just pulled on a jacket (again, an item of clothing that I have had for about 15 to 20 years!)
When I came back to the camper about 4:30, I started my search for the missing sweatshirt in earnest. Jim came in from a marbles game about 5:30 and started helping me search. By this time, we are grasping for spots to explore for the missing shirt. I went up to the bathhouse, looked in the laundry room area. Then, Jim said well, maybe, I wore it on my walkabout with the girls earlier on Saturday Morning, got too warm and left it somewhere along the path around the lake.
I dreaded going around the lake with the damp, cold weather all around, and, I mean, this dampness was more of what we had earlier in the morning. Some of those raindrops did fall from the sky, although the sky looked pregnant and full with wetness. Which, of course, makes the air around us damp and wet although there is no falling rain.
I geared up with socks, shirts and over shirts and started my journey around the lake. I measured this distance last year, I have forgotten the distance this year.
Trudging on, alone, on the sweatshirt hunt, I had my head hunkered down, my hands in my pockets, with my view only the ground below me.
As I neared the end of the pathway to the lake and entered into the campground area 'on the back side of the campsite', don't you know, there was a snake, slithering across the path. And, don't you know, I stopped still in my tracks, he/she snake stopped as well, I waited and waited and finally the snake continued on its journey into the bushy/weedy growth around the lakes edge. I wasted no time getting through the path.
I got back into the camper chilled to the bone. And, soon thereafter, got my p.j.'s on and crawled in the bed.
First order of business when I got up on Sunday Morning was to call the Lee's to see if, by chance, the sweatshirt had go to Key West/Stock Island/Key Haven Subdivision. Hillary calls back and says, well, yes, in fact, the sweatshirt was in their car! Mystery solved!
Sunday Morning was quiet around here. I enjoyed sitting outside, again, with socks, sweatpants and an extra shirt.
Carolyn came by and visited a while. I admitted to her that I was not a leader, but rather, 'a helper good and kind.' Explaining that Jim and I would not grab the bull by the horns and run with an idea, although we are both helpers and will do anything we can to help out if she, or any of the work campers need a little hand.
I was happy to hear that all the Thursday Night Dinners are taken care of during the period of time we are here, so, we (Jim and I) do not need to 'think about that' anymore.
There is a night that Carolyn said I could help. JoAnn and Niels celebrate their anniversary here every year by providing a shrimp dinner. I think I recall the anniversary dinner last year was their 60th, so 61 is coming up.
Carolyn said that I could help with the tables, getting them set up, salt/pepper and sauces out. This dinner is sometime at the end of February.
As Carolyn's husband Dale is gone for a few days, skiing in Colorado with their son, Carolyn was going to be solo for the ice cream social on Sunday Night. She offered me the chance to help with that and I jumped at the idea.
A little later, Mike came by on his bike and stopped to chat for a while.
We talked about the reservation situation for next year.
Donna had told Jim on Saturday that he needed to get his reservation in as the sites were about to fill up. They (the camp) would be moving us again for next year. We would be in the site next to the site we stayed in last year, which is great for me. Although, not a pull through site, I liked the location which is just in front of the bathhouse and very near the office (so, you are up close and personal with most everything that goes on.)
The owner of the campground wants these middle pull through's to be kept for transients, as it makes it easier for them to get in and out as they are staying for just a few days.
Jim told Donna that he would have to talk it over with me. I, of course, want him to go ahead and reserve, Jim, of course, needs to think about it. He levels this team of two out real well.
Jim played marbles for the meat of the day, on Sunday, with most of the marble's players wanting to play, then watch the football games starting at 3:00.
Jim and I watch the first game during which Jim grilled some more chicken wings on the grill.
At 6:30 I went up to the clubhouse, waited just a few minutes, Carolyn got there and I was, maybe, a little help to her during the ice cream social.
So, here we are, another week ahead of us.
I'm thinking I may go up for the donut and coffee breakfast at 9:00 in the clubhouse.
Jim says we really need to make a grocery store run and I'm sure he wants to play horseshoes this afternoon.
We need to get back down to the Lee's house for any projects that Hillary has in store for us (and, we enjoy this projects.)
And, we want to go up to Fiesta Key, get Bill, and go fishing one day this week.
We need to get organized!
Flowers were picked on our walkabout. Lily's arrangement is for Barbie. Gabby gathered some interesting flower/greenery/dried flowers for her arrangement. I told her she may be a Florist when she grows up and she simply wanted to know "what's a florist"
Chuck grilling the hot dogs for the Saturday Party. That is Richard standing to Chuck's right. One night at the KOA, Jerry asked Richard how many times he had been divorced. Richard said, "well, we have talked about this, and it is three times." Jerry said "no, no, don't you remember, one of the marriages was annulled!" Richard smiles and says, "yes, you are right." I thought this was a cute exchange between these two friends, and realized it was a 'test' to see if Richard actually remembered two divorces, one annulment.
The entertainment for Saturday was the Weedhawks. They entertained here last year and are a great couple with lots of talent.
JoAnn and Niels enjoying hot dogs and the entertainment. Again, this is the couple that will celebrate their 61st anniversary here in February. Niels, I understand is 89 years young. And, again, they are from Holland, Michigan. A little town that was featured on 60 minutes last year and known as one of the friendliest towns in the U.S.
This was my view, looking out to the pool area, while I watched the Weedhawks.
A beautiful sky on Sunday Morning. This picture was taken while I sat with the Sunday Crossword and a Book. I kept looking up and then thought I wanted to capture this view. That is the edging of the camper along the lower left corner of the picture.
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