gone fishing…or maybe just ‘gone’

I kind of feel like I should have put a sign out on my blog that says “gone fishing” or something like that. I sent the girl to camp and then the next morning, I left town.

I went to visit my cousin in the small town I was born in. We stayed up late, slept late, at A LOT of Mexican food, went antique shopping and also did a little scrapbooking. Very fun.

We also went around town taking pictures of some of the landmarks I’ve known my whole life.

There is a sweet little park in town, with several “water features”, lots of ducks and the usual swing sets.

This is a fun little building in town. When we drove by there ‘back in the day’, they stored Cokes in it. Now it’s some kind of storefront.

This is the courthouse. My mother worked there before she married.

This is the little country church my grandparents went to. My parents also went there before they dated and married. Their wedding was there.

And let us not forget…Dairy Queen! We would drive past this on the way into town. It’s been there for-evah!

And yes, we ate there. And it was good! : )

I had a fun trip but it’s nice to be home. Late today the girl arrives home from camp. Can’t wait to hear all about it.

And see if she made it home with everything.