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We packed up the remaining pizza in aluminum foil and stored it. On Monday morning, the cold pizza made a yummy breakfast. At least that was Frankenbutt’s and my opinion; the Beast thought it should be heated up. What does she know? She’ll understand better once she goes to college.
Monday morning offered cool and comfortable breezes until around noon when the sun started heating up the air. I went online to check account balances, pay bills and see the latest news. About then, I received a phone call from the Dayton NBL track. I spoke with the Track director and set up an arrival for this Thursday, August 11th. It sounds like he has a great program in Dayton and we are eager to help bring some publicity to the track. After a good conversation, I went online and changed our schedule to indicate when we’d be arriving in Dayton.
About that time, Gene (I mean Sally) swung by and asked if I’d like to ride into town and get some laundry done. I took her up on the offer and pulled together everyone’s dirty laundry. She picked me up in her car and the Beast joined us for the ride into town. She’s been so helpful to us and made this camping experience one of the most relaxed and enjoyable times for us.
Once laundry was in the dryers, Gene (I mean Sally) wanted to run to the local grocery and I was more than happy to join her. It was a terrific discount grocery store where I bought NY strip steaks, broccoli and baking potatoes for dinner, to surprise Frankenbutt. I’m sure we could all use a break from pasta, canned ravioli, Ramen noodles and Knorr’s pasta packs. Sally also bought some chocolate swiss rolls, which we enjoyed on the car ride back.
We headed back to the campground and Gene (I mean Sally) dropped the laundry, dinner fixins and me back at our site. She asked if we had steak knives and butter for the potatoes … and then said she’d let us use hers. She also gave Frankenbutt tongs to use for turning the baked potatoes in the fire.
After Frankenbutt got the potatoes on the fire, I walked up to the office to pay Gene (I mean Sally) for 2 more nights. Now that we’re planning to arrive in Dayton on Thursday, we’ll check out Wednesday and head that way. We sat and chatted in the office together with our husbands and it was quite relaxing. I can see why they have so many seasonal regulars here … Oakdale is easy to hang at. I haven’t met one uptight person here, yet!
We returned to the campsite and Frankenbutt finished making dinner. The baked potatoes were quite large and didn’t finish at the same time as the steak and broccoli. Lucky for us, we are on a vacation schedule this week so we ate the baked potatoes about an hour after we finished the steak and broccoli. YUM! The Beast is not a fan of baked potatoes so Frankenbutt and Coco split what was left on her plate.
With the evening winding down, I suppose I’ll pull out what’s left of our marshmallows and toast a few before the fire goes out. Now that’s it’s dusk, the Beast, Frankenbutt and I are also going to look for the local owl families that Gene (I mean Sally) told us about.