Saturday

We slept and slept. And it just wasn't enough. Getting no sleep before and changing time zones kicked our asses.
But we didn't want Dad waiting for us, so we pried ourselves out of bed.
English muffins with apple butter awaited us. Yum.
Then we drove down to the mill nearby that was the main focus of the photos I had used to make my dad an Aperture book.
They were having an old Ozarck days festival as well. Some civil war re-enactors too.
We walked around the water, took pictures, went around to all the tents of people doing things the old way and had a funnel cake. That may not be old, but it's yummy.
The weird part was how hot it was. We brought clothes for what it was supposed to be, and so we had rolled up pants and the like to attempt to adjust to the weather. But we aren't used to humidity, so I had a large bead of sweat roll down my cheek from under my sunglasses for the first time. (I didn't see that coming...)
Have I mentioned that my dad has a really "bad" sense of humor? So I apologize now for any of it that may leak through me. I can't help it in close proximity...
Man they eat a lot here.
I'm glad we're running around in the woods, or I'd be in trouble ha ha.
My dad made us meatless tacos and even tried one himself. I thought that was really nice. He certainly didn't have to.
Emma has been great. And they're finally getting used to her. She was funny at the mill today. She wanted to be carried a lot so Stinky kept picking her up. And when she did run around, people seemed to think she was an awfully cute chihuahua. O_o
She was happiest when a big sheep dog came over to say hello to her. I guess it was a very nice dog. She seems to like the wilderness.
It's weird how much fun it is bringing this little dog with me is. She just changes the perspective. Everything is so much fun when she's there. And the plane ride is SO much better.
They've said she can't be on the furniture, so my dad put an afghan on the ottoman for her. She seems to have realized that's for her and is curled up on it while we watch old family favorites on VHS. 'Foul Play' and 'What's Up Doc?' are tonight's agenda.
And out roll the contextual jokes. Dad says he was thinking of putting tile all around the house to keep the snakes away. Means absolutely nothing when you haven't seen the film. Pretty damn funny when you've seen it hundreds of times...