Pack your bags, leave your worries behind, and get ready for a glamping adventure in the great outdoors. Who ever thought this high maintenance queen would love it? In recent years, glamping has emerged that combines the chic and luxury living with the serenity of nature. Gone are the days of roughing it in basic tents; welcome to a world where lavish accommodations of luxury tents temples, airstreams, cabins, park model bungalows and beautiful campers, nicer than some homes I've seen. Our site where we stay above, on my good friend Winfred's site. The back structure is a cabin with indoor kitchen, duel slushie machine, and a small sitting area. The main lani as you can see is far from folding chairs! Off to the right is the tail end of the camper I stay in, with my little firepit area. Hey, I like a real campfire and can build and light one. Not in the picture is the huge camper Winfred and Trevor stay in, directly across from mine. Everything is so pretty and refreshing, so I snapped this picture above, and then saw this!!!!!
WHAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH HELLLLLLL NO!!!!! This is Trevor who is my good friend Winfred's hubby and who we call my nephew. He is the one who fills your Mistress's dance card up with men and events. But CROCS!!!!!! WHAT! WHAT! WHAT!!!!!!! You best be ASSURED we had a huge conversation after I came to from passing out and inhaling my smelling salts and had a gin, with bromide. Thanks heavens there was a fainting chaise handy. I told him to put those things in my firewood pile, and I never want to see them again. EVER upon his feet. THE NERVE! Thanks heavens later at the Gummi Bear Party, these two, made that unfortunate scene fade from my mine. Did they ever make it fade from my mind.































