|This is the story of the wildest, funniest and absolutely, for ME, the worst family vacation ever. My family loved it. I hated it. You will soon see why!|
Kids DO the dumbest things. Especially teenagers. I was one of those once. It got worse as I got older, and then became a mother.
|These are my Yellowstone Aventures|
I think I peed myself right then and there.
My family at the age this episode happened. My youngest son was a twinkle in my eye then.
The good old days. Brad, my oldest, at Yellowstone. Old Faithful doesn't spew big like that anymore!
David is probably still traumatized at the age of 31 by that incident.
One bold Magpie even landed on the side of my hot iron skillet and grabbed a sizzling sausage link right out of it! Then he flew away, which brought a new horde down on us. Dang those stinking Pies!
The boys giggled. They were loving it. Hubby was useless. I think he was cheering secretly until he realized he was going to be getting “nada” to eat.
|Hubby number three. He's 16 years younger than me. Can you tell?|
Once we ate in the car to just get a bite! If they weren’t getting into the cooked food, practically taking it right off your fork, then they were in your tent, getting into it! Yeah, critters. I wasn't loving them right about then.
My imagination gave me the worst heartburn ever. I think I peed so fast it vaporized out of my poor bladder! I made it back to the tent in record speed, totally panicked that I'd find my "baby" eaten! Once in the tent, I was hyperventilating, and couldn’t sleep. I must have checked my baby, David, a million times. My mind was racing:
And then I remembered, "hubby has a handgun!“
Yeah, the bear had a bigger target than me and my baby. He had gone right for the steaks, donuts, butter, hot dogs, and goodies in those vehicles, in coolers, and on the car seats.
We still camp. Rather we "full time RV." I love seeing wildlife now. From within MY home.
If I ever SEE another bear, I am RUNNING OVER HIS A_ _ WITH MY 20,000 POUND MOTOR HOME!!