This last week the little lima bean, the husb, and I got aboard the big blue gas-eating monster, drove into the harsh head-on winds, followed the worse directions in history (got lost), and then arrived to a deserted, dilapidated, locked-up cabin in the woods where there was no cell-service. Oh, it was a lovely start to a Smith family reunion, let me tell you sarcastically.
I told Adam I wanted a photo, and he said that he wasn’t going to smile so not to make him. I wasn’t about to. We sat there for a little more than two hours waiting for the rest of the family to come back from leaving for the day. Can I just say that sitting within feet of a bathroom and still having to go in the woods is a joy? I was in a most foul mood, sorry family. It got worse before it got better. I am a moody little thing.
But the vacation did get better! We got to see a Harley parade, shop in little fair booths (which is mostly a game of who can spot the most unnecessary piece of garbage for the highest price), and my favorite part: spelunking the Mammoth Caves! There wasn’t much to them, but I have been telling Adam how much I have wanted to go spelunking this summer, so it was a lovely turn of events. Mae was in stimulation overload in the caves. Then I got to make dinner! I made lime cilantro chicken, chile cream sauce, basmati rice, and fried plantains for the lot of us. It took a lot longer to cook for such a large number of people, and Mae was seriously in need of a nursing and a nap, but my sister-in-laws held me to my promise to make cobbler (which turned out to be a great idea so I am glad they made me finish that out, and helped tremendously!).
It was a great time. Despite the fact we had to sit on porches in front of locked houses twice… that was a little lame. But it’s family so you just get over it and have a great time!