I'm spending the week at camp. On Wednesday, we had a visitor...just in time for Wine Night at my site. The kids and a few friends were all visiting for the night, but it's a little unnerving being at camp alone with the grandkids now.
On another note, Mike and I owned (own) a couple of golf carts. His was white, mine is red. I like mine, but it doesn't want to stay running. It died twice on me this week. I had to leave it down by the office yesterday and hopefully one of my boys can get it back up to the site and see if they can get it fixed. I still have his, but this is stuff that he would have taken care of.
Camping makes me miss him more...like I don't miss him enough already.