Oh the scenes I've seen...

It’s been weeks and I have pictures and stories galore. But, I also have the “blue screen of death”. That’s right, the computer has a major malfunction and is inoperable until Tyson comes home this weekend. The ironic thing is I was preparing to download photos from my camera and then back up everything on my new external hard drive when it all went bad. Why is it stuff works that way? Is this a pretty spot or what? It's one I took on the road headed back to our cabin after I did my little 3 mile jog. There were so many daisies in some areas that it looked like snow. It was just amazing!
I just returned from the Wildhorse camping adventure. It was mostly a LOT of fun! Everyone seemed to get along well, no fisticuffs, swordfights or name calling ( well, not any serious name calling anyway). There was a little mudslinging done down by the creek and some serious attacks from marauding hordes of mosquitoes.
The reason I said “mostly” a lot of fun was because on Friday I rashly tried to kill myself by way of freezing water and heart attack. One of the little girls (5yrs?) decided she was old enough to jump into the beaver dam like her older brothers. First of all I have no idea how she got across the creek and to the jump off point without anyone seeing her, secondly, she had no life vest and thirdly (is that a word?) she is fearless to a fault. Her mom was not there and her grandpa told her not to jump. I could tell she would. So, I got up, dashed into the snow cold water and flailed my way toward her. I arrived at the deep part just as she leapt. She went under and came up sputtering, gasping for air. I nabbed her and tossed her toward one of her cousins who was fairly close by on an inner tube. She grabbed onto it and held on tight. Meanwhile, I was struggling to get my breath and keep my head above water. My arms, legs and body felt like lead weights and I could barely move. I seriously thought I might drown. I couldn’t catch my breath and kept going down. After what seemed like an eternity I finally told myself to just relax and tried to float – gasping the entire time. I could feel my heart racing and felt like I might pass out. And I actually thought,-“ Geeze, I could die right here in this stupid beaver pond with my family looking on.” I obviously survived – hence this gripping drama unfolding right here for your reading pleasure. It badly shook me up and I was shaky, exhausted and out of breath for the rest of the day.
Two things I’ve been pondering… #1)“Why did I feel compelled to go out there when I am such a crappy swimmer and her grandpa was there?” (For that matter why didn’t he go?) #2) my mortality. Kind of heavy duty for a vacation topic, but as I said it really shook me up .., and made me feel old and weary. Not exactly relaxed and refreshed as one might hope for. Ahh well… So, the picture above is of the beaver pond (site of the near drowning experience) the one below is of some delicate little lilies on the road by the cabin. It was amazingly beautiful up there with greenery, daisies and blue skies galore. We had a blast and other than rattling my neck around on the wooden roller coasters there was no physical damage to speak of… It’s kind of pathetic that I seem to be rating my outings based on aching body parts or scary experiences.

Kelsey I will put on the pictures I took of the table and tile tomorrow. It is taking forever and a day for them to download.