Friday night we flew to the cabin to enjoy a wiener roast along side the creek with friends. It was amazing that exactly a week ago we were nearly knee deep in snow, yet there we were sitting next to the fire roasting a hot dog. A great evening! The next morning was the annual meeting of our little slice of heaven. That meeting was nearly 4 hours long. Goodness. I didn't waste too much time being upset about it because we had to rush back that afternoon to visit Kel and Bev and Kel's son and wife. Little Clayton enjoyed part of the ride home on the back roads in The Hubby's lap taking in the fresh air. We are trying this to help with the little guy's car sickness, every weekend. Sometimes it works and sometimes it doesn't.