We spent the weekend at Campland! by the Bay, a funny little urban campground full of funny little party people. It's less camping and more party til you fall asleep in your car/tent/truck bed. I don't know if there really is an exclamation point in Campland! But there definitely should be.
Campsite! at Campland! |
The next morning, I fortuitously placed a big fat roast in the crock pot that was plugged into the hook up at our campsite! at campland! It seemed to take forever to cook, and our campmates had wee kids who mandated an early dinner hour, so when it wasn't ready by dinnertime, I opted for plan B. I removed the roast from the crock and placed it in a bowl. I lay the plastic lid atop the bowl, but did not seal it. I TOLD my husband that the roast was cooling and would need to be stored in our cooler as soon as humanly possible, but not right that second.
Then a little while later, I was chatting with my girl Autumn when she pointed out that maybe the voltage at our campland! plug was less potent than those to which we'd become accostomed, and maybe the roast just needed to keep on a'cooking. So I called Bill over at the campsite to ask that he take the roast out of the bowl and deliver it back to the crock pot for a while. He replied: "there's nothing in this bowl but barbecue sauce!"
Then he noticed the snarling, smirking beast licking her chops under the table. The dog ate the entire roast. Bill insists that he had no idea the roast was in a semi covered bowl on the table, he says he would never have agreed to that plan.
I insists that it was not my fault. At worst, I should be considered not guilty by reason of
I believe! That you dog is a lunatic! And an idiot! At Campland!
ReplyDeleteBut seriously, folks. Did your peeps blame *you*? Really?? Shouldn't the blame be more appropriately place upon the shoulders of one 100-pound, 7-ounce, brown-eyed mutt??
Love!
Ellie!
Shotskis at Campland! --w hat could be better?
ReplyDeleteYou guys do know how to party, and well, you girl Moki does too. Who can blame her really?
hmm, I guess that's why everyone is blaming you. Ha ha ha. But not me. Nope, I'm blaming Bill!!
xoxoxo,
Beth
Can't wait to hear more about your long weekend!