To Meet "The Master" and Run Amuck

Normally, this time of year I am canning my fool head off.  Not this year, not yet.  Instead I am wondering what all will need canning while I am gone!  You know that would be my luck, of course!

First stop on the itinerary will be Branson, MO and my Dad's second annual Vietnam Veteran's Battalion reunion.  I am very excited to meet the brave soldiers who stood and fought with my Dad!  I have been put on notice that many of them are looking to fill my ears with tales of my Father before he was my Father.  Oh boy...Dad may have a whole new light shed on him!!  I'm not scared though.  I grew up with this man and it's always been a fun ride, so I really doubt they can shock me! 

Then you'll find both of us heading East to the Mother Earth News Fair and to "Meet The Master".  I shan't name names ~so not to embarrass her further.  She's a wee bit camera shy so I can't really show you "who" either.  But you know her well!

Now her husband on the other hand isn't bashful.  We can just say that The Ice Man and Pig Pen will get along famously! 

Oh, Crap!  Too much information?  Did I give it away??? 

This Jedi Knight will actually get to see all the fabulous doings at the synonymously named Ambitiously Operated Settlement!  If I am lucky, she wont toss me on my ear for asking too many questions!  I shall take lots of pictures!  I know how to head crop ;)

I have no idea how that got there!  I've been breached!  

Then we are on to NC to visit my Aunt Diane and Uncle Richard!  I truly believe that after having met and realizing that they (Pig Pen and Uncle Richard) have so much in common, it made for an easy arm twist to head that way.  Plus the uncharted 75 acre territory and "project appeal" didn't hurt either.  Don't let that alarm you, he will simply have to do something or lose his mind.  Which of course leaves Aunt Diane and I to do a little ...shopping?  :o)   

It's not real to me that we are actually going somewhere.  I probably wont believe it until we are at least 200 miles down the road.

Since it took me almost seven years to cut him loose and months to put this into action, if I start now...I can convince him that next year needs a vacation too.

I need bottled-boy energy, a hunt with a redneck girl, a belly-up to the bar with a fowl mom, to do anything and everything legume-ish, and should anyone decide to move their garden, now that would be great!

So many blog birds, must have more stones.

For now, I shall thoroughly enjoy...well, you know who ;o}