So, here’s the story. We hired this local guy (Mr. Chippy) to clean our toilets for us. He said he had this great technique, he didn’t need any supervision, yadda, yadda, yadda. Everything seemed to be going fine. Then our boss runs into the restroom in a hurry one day. She nearly peed in her pants!
Well, let's put that disaster behind us…. We are getting ready for a great weekend at Lodgepole Campground. Lots of families are coming in. Don is organizing a bike parade on Saturday morning for the kids. Here are some pix of the kind of fireworks allowed in our campground…the kind our Heavenly Father created for us!
And to end the night on a funny note. We went out on the golf cart to do our late rounds around the campground – just to make sure the campground is quiet – and one of our tires sprung a leak. We walked home. Murphey’s Campground Law #42: The golf cart will always die at the further point away from your home.
