The best kind! And please… keep your minds out of the gutter! 😉
Our little souvenirs from our Michigan vacation this summer…
White Briarwood and Red Briarwood from Fenn Valley Vineyards
Blackberry and Velvet Red from St. James Winery (in Missouri)
Cranberry and Blushing Bare from McIntosh Cellars
We made it to Pontiac, Illinois on the evening of July 14th and planned on driving the rest of the way home on Friday, July 15th, and be home a day earlier than planned.
Somewhere in Illinois, my car reached a fun little milestone:
This was also the last time we would see those wonderful cooler temperatures for a long time! The highs here have been above 100 F (38 C) since the beginning of July, and the lows have been at 80 F (26.5 C) or slightly above.
We crossed the Mississippi River, snapping pictures of Gateway Arch (the girls with their cell phones), and getting our last Whitecastle “fix” when we stopped there for lunch.
St. James Winery in St. James, Missouri, is one of our favorite wineries, and we almost always stop there, either on our way to Indiana, or on our way back home, for some wine and juice tasting. This time was no different.
By dinner time, we had made it to Muskogee, Oklahoma. We were still at least four hours from home, depending on traffic and construction, and Greg was still planning on making it all the way home, ordering coffee with dinner. I really didn’t think that he would have lasted past 9pm, and successfully talked him into spending the night in Muskogee and driving those last few hours on Saturday morning. This actually worked out pretty well, considering our air conditioner was broken (low on freon and not cooling anymore) and we would have had a miserable night at home.
We weren’t in a big rush on Saturday morning, and made it home right around lunch time. We unloaded the car, turned down the air conditioner (haha!) and headed to lunch while the house cooled down (or not!). It was still really hot in the house when we came back, and after Greg called his brother to ask advice about the a/c, we checked into the hotel right here in town for one more night away from home, while we waited for Greg’s brother to come Sunday morning and fix the a/c.
Finally, here is a little quiz for all of you: Which one is the correct picture?
The correct answer is…… B!! 😉
Do you know why it’s “hot as hell” in Texas? Because it is hell!
Do you know why Texas is called “The lone star state”? Because it was too hot for the rest of the stars and they left!
Prepare yourself for lots of vacation posts! 😉
We left on June 25th, a day earlier than originally planned. Pulled away from the curb (since we don’t have a driveway) right at 3 pm and thanks to my speed demon (yes, that’s 90mph) we made it to Joplin, Missouri by about 9:30 pm. This was on the turnpike, where the speed limit is 75, but still!
We got up early on June 26 and continued on our drive. Sitting in the car all day is pretty boring, and most of the time there isn’t much to take pictures of, unless of course the sunrise is as beautiful as this.
Since we left a day early, we had time to stop at a couple of wineries on the way. First, St. James Winery in St. James, Missouri, and then Augusta Winery in Augusta, Missouri, near St. Louis.
And, while in St. Louis, we had to stop at Ted Drewes Frozen Custard and get a little treat. (But even that didn’t make the kids cooperate any more than usual)
We met up with the boys and Nikki for dinner and later in the evening, they all came to the hotel in Merrillville, Indiana, to hang out for a while. It was so nice to finally meet Nikki (she and Cameron got married last October). She’s a very sweet girl, and Sara just adores her!
On June 27th we all met up at the hotel and then headed to Deep River Waterpark and spent most of the day there. I left my camera safely hidden in the car, so there are no waterpark pictures to share. Everyone had a great time, though, but the next day Cameron was very sorry he didn’t put any sunscreen on, even though I tried to talk him into it several times. He ended up with a severe sunburn, especially on his back and shoulders. He was miserable! (Next time I will put my foot down and treat him like a 3-year-old and make him put sunblock on!)
Before we went to the waterpark, Sara and I went downstairs with our cameras to take pictures of the flowers while we waited for the “big kids” to get there.