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Branson Here We Come

For the first time since we adopted Bo Larry and I are getting away for a few days. We have an awesome house sitter (thank you again!!) that’s going to be at home with the fur babies, most especially Bo. Larry has taken a lot of camping trips and even a small vacation away, but I’ve never spent more than 8 hours away from Bo. Things worked out perfectly and we are headed to Branson, MO for a few days in just a few hours.

If you aren’t familiar with Branson it’s kind of like Vegas for Country Folks. *grin* Lots of music venues, incredible scenery around a gorgeous lake, and tons of bright lights. We get to see even more bright lights since Branson went Christmas as of November 1st.

We’re going to Silver Dollar City Theme Park where they’re celebrating an Old Time Christmas with bluegrass, country, and gospel singers, 5 million Christmas lights, and incredible items for sale. They have a fun holiday parade each night, and even a 5 story Christmas tree with special effects and a light show. The park is full of craftsmen demonstrating the techniques and skills that were used before technology became mainstream. Our favorite artisans are the glassblowers and the blacksmith. They are absolutely fascinating. Their hand-crafted items are available for sale, too! Handmade candles, freshly made candies, and hand carved wood. *happy sigh* I’ll share pictures over the next few days.

We are also going to dinner at The Dixie Stampede dinner show. This will be Dolly Parton’s holiday show with the North Pole versus the South Pole instead of the traditional (although light hearted) Dixie divide. It’s our version of the Knights dinner theater. *grin* No silverware while watching amazing horse riding stunts, a living nativity, ostrich races, and listening to some beautiful music. The vegetable cream soup is my favorite part of the meal. I’ll definitely be showing the recipe and soup on here as it keeps getting colder.

We’ll also hit some outlet malls and our favorite little diner, Cakes-n-Creams, where we get a funnel cake topped with an ice cream sundae. So decadent and delicious.

Branson is where we had our honeymoon and for the first seven years we went back each November for the holiday festival. I know that some people hate how early Christmas hits the stores and stuff, but the beginning of November isn’t excessively cold yet, it’s easy to get time off of work, and it’s not nearly as crowded, so it’s the perfect time for us. It works great for getting a start on Christmas shopping, too. We almost always stay at the same resort and we have an ornament from the resort for each year. It’s so easy to lose track of what Christmas is all about, so seeing those ornaments each year reminds us that it’s about the love and family, and not how many boxes are under the tree.

I’ll try to spread the pics over several days, so it doesn’t get overwhelming and doesn’t bog down the loading of my page for you. This is the first time we’ve gone since I had to start using a cane and walker, and since I had the leg injuries, so I figure I’m in for some new life lessons in coping with my illness and adapting. It took me a week to finally agree that it’s a smart idea to take the walker. lol I’m a bit nervous over the physical toll the trip may take and of getting injured in public, and being away from Bo for the first time (hey, it’s basically like a mom leaving her toddler for the first time, mine is just hairier and protective. *laugh*). This trip is like a shining star after three years of darkness. I can just let go for a few days and have a better frame of mind to get me through the rough times ahead. 🙂

A Little Bit About My Fur Babies

I thought I’d take a little detour and give a little glimpse into my personal life. It always slips in anyway, and I’ve mentioned my fur babies, but never given any details, so tonight I’m sharing a little about them. We have a healthy sized Dane/Lab mix (thankfully he was a runt), a male Maine Coon cat, and a female tortoiseshell cat.

Teddy, or Theodore when he’s smacking his sister upside the head, is the Maine Coon and he is the oldest. He’s pretty independent and mostly spends his days in his hiding spots, but is a little love bug for about ten minutes per night, when he gets in bed with me. I have a ton of pictures from when he was younger (10 years old now! Wow!), but I couldn’t find my back up disc that I saved the pics to so I could free up space on my phone for an update.

On rare occasions I can take him out to enjoy the fresh air and eat some grass, too. He yowls like I’m abusing him horribly as I take him back in, even if he’s on his leash, so the outings are less frequent, but he sure enjoys his tunnel when he goes out.


The next oldest is Bo, who will always be “the puppy”. He’s a rescue dog and was found in some timber in a culvert out in the country. He was so tiny when we got him that he could curl right up on the floorboard of my Saturn. It was such a tiring day for the poor baby.

We wanted to try and get him used to water while young. He was truly asleep in the next picture and it’s one of my favorite shots of him. *grin*

He’s been with us since my relapse originally began, so he’s used to my slow pace, and prefers to snuggle and sleep a lot. I figure he has to rebuild his energy because when he plays he’s like a small horse galloping and racing all around, then shaking the stuffing out of his toys, and usually knocking things over with that whip of a tail. *grin*

Bo seriously loves car rides, although he’s supposed to stick to the back seat. We took him with us when we had to drive into the city recently for some home repair items and Bo became protective enough of me that he climbed right up front. I couldn’t resist taking some pictures and then caught him at a really amusing moment.

“Oh no! They found me!”

And I love this pic, too. He’s just so happy to go for a drive.


He’s a big baby most of the time, but is incredibly protective of his home, me, and what he has decided is his domain, which includes a block each way around the house. Anything that he can see is his, in his mind. *laugh* Some days his sweet and playful antics are the only things that can get me out of bed, and when I’m really having a bad flare he curls up with me and tries to smother me with loving, which always stops the tears.

The youngest is Abby, short for Abigail. She is a little evil, I must say. We had asked for the calmest cat in the litter and ended up with a wild child that is quite a bully. She went through a phase where she kept stealing Bo’s critter toys. It was the funniest thing to see the tail of a toy suddenly disappear behind some furniture. She would drag her “kills” all over the house and it drove Bo nuts, since he’s not very good about sharing. *laugh* She always looked so proud of herself. This was one of the few times that she brought it out into the open instead of under or behind furniture.


Abby is also the happiest cat I have ever had or even seen. She won’t stop purring if she’s getting attention, even at the vet’s. The vet has to turn on water to get her to pause in the purring long enough to listen with his stethoscope. Seriously. It’s wild. Abby is the cutest sleeper too.


She loves car rides, too, as long as she’s able to run around. She gets put in the carrier for entering and exiting, but goes bonkers if the vehicle moves and she’s still enclosed. Ever since she was tiny she’s loved the driver’s seat for some reason.


Anyway, I hope you don’t mind my taking the train down a scenic route and sharing about the “kids”. They’ve really helped me during the dark times in this relapse. We’re truly blessed to have (and had) such loving animals giving us such happy moments and I hope they brought a few smiles to you, too. 🙂

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