Well, here we are last September before our
walk across the Mackinac Bridge. The bridge
is in the background. We have been friends for
29 years, we have shared the good times and
the bad times. Even if we did not agree, we
always knew that we would still be there for
each other. She has 3 wonderful sons, I call them
I wanted to let her know how much she means
to me. For 25 years we lived in the same area, now
we are 2 hrs apart.
I was going to go spend this coming weekend with
her, but she and her 2 siblings had to head west
to Arizona. Her Dad is having open heart surgery
as I type. So, now I am waiting for her call.
I would like you all to meet my "other Mom
and Dad". Karen's parents have been a part of
my life forever. They bought the campground
when Dad retired 20 years ago. It is my little
slice of heaven here on earth.
A new pond! Less flowers to plant! What a
great job everybody did. We would be here for
days if I posted all the pictures from this
project. We always have lots of laughs and
blisters. The end result is worth it!!
We are finishing up our planting of the
flowers and putting in the new pond
We were all thankful it did not rain. Off to
dinner and drinks for all!!
Here we are about half way across the bridge.
It was a beautiful day, great weather to
celebrate the 50th Birthday of the Mackinac
Bridge. Over 60,000 people walked this day.
Karen took this picture looking down at the
water below the bridge. She is always looking
for the unusual shots. I love it!
We Made It!! The first time either of us had
walked the Mighty Mac. I thought it would
really bother me being up so high. But, it was
so beautiful that I didn't think about it.
This is our view of the beach across from the
campground. Campfires, smores, walks on on the
beach are what I live for, especially with
my best friend.
The flowers have all bloomed and all the
campers have enjoyed them all summer.
Labor Day Weekend 2007
This is the result of all our hard work on
Memorial Day Weekend. We get to sit back
and smell the flowers!
I am ready for Memorial Day Weekend,
to get my hands in the dirt, drink some
bloody marys and whip my best friend at
Love to all,