To finish off the posts about our rained out camping trip the last weekend in March...
After we packed up our soggy stuff and our soggy selves, we headed down to Eureka Springs, AR to do a bit of browsing in the tourist trap.
During the drive, we turned the car heater on full blast, closed all the vents except the ones near the floorboard, and I made the trip barefoot while my poor drenched All-Stars and socks were rotated under the heat until they were all dry and toasty (I didn't really want to wear my hiking boots...which were the only other shoes I'd packed).
Of course, this made the car stifling hot, so we had to roll down the windows - whenever the rain let up for a minute - so we wouldn't suffocate.
It was an interesting trip.
We didn't browse long in Eureka Springs; the shop with the beautiful handmade papers was closed for the day, and it was still drizzly and pretty darn cold.
I did, however, stumble upon a set of flatware that came with scissors.
You know I couldn't pass that up.
And the price was incredible.
$6.oo!
Of course, the scissors don't actually cut, and the flatware is only good for dieters.
Still.
Had to have.
We spent that night in a hotel somewhere...I can't even recall where.
The Prince and Beeg Seester and Bro (who had actually slept all warm and cosy the night before)went out to eat that evening at some fantabulous chicken place, but I holed up at the hotel and messed around with some Zentangle patterns.
When we got home the next day, Miss Mary Mack was waiting for us with some blue chocolate chip cookies she'd made.
Blue.
On St. Patricks day they were green.
I think she's making her way around the color wheel.
I don't understand where my shoots picked up this habit of playing with their food.
But once you make it through the sensory confusion, it's good eating.
And, "Nothin' says lovin' like something from the oven."