Waxing poetic on life, love, and lots of nonsense

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Tumblr is what you make of it…

Recently, my husband learned that there were naughty things on Tumblr. He never knew this because all I blog and reblog is pretty boring stuff, albeit stuff I like. (I blog for myself, not the public.) That being said, it made me realize that people who are on Tumblr and are my real-life friends may not follow me on Tumblr because they primarily use Tumblr for NSFW purposes and I might see what they follow and reblog. And I’m a Tumblr goody-goody. I never thought of that before!

Summer ‘14 Camping Trip!

Ever considered traveling north along the Atlantic Coast? This was the first time we took our daughter camping, and honestly the first real camping trip I ever took. Our first stop was Cape Henlopen State Park in Delaware. It had a beautiful beach with a soft, sandy beach, but, unfortunately, it was just as hot as NC. It was so hot we had to cuddle beers and sodas from the cooler to try to sleep. Rough night.

Stop two was a campground near Tuckerton, NJ for 4th of July weekend. We took the Cape May ferry, so that was also B’s first boat ride (besides in a kayak). She liked the playground while we waited. New Jersey was an unexpected experience because it was a large expanse of land that a family owned, which later became surrounded by other residential areas, then they converted to a campground. There were a lot of seasonal campers as well, so it was a bit reminiscent of a shanty town. One nice thing was that it had a fair amount of scheduled family-friendly activities, a good playground, pool, and decent bathhouse. The most memorable part was the dance they held for the 4th because B went to town. For those of you that love Saved by the Bell as much as I do, B’s signature dance is “The Sprain.” 

After the intense heat and deer flies in Delaware and the day-long thunderstorms in New Jersey, we were almost ready to just pack it up and head home, but our real destination was Maine, and I’m so glad that we kept going northward. We stayed at Searsport Shores in Searsport, Maine (a couple hours north of Portland, near Belfast). The campground was right on the ocean which was a two-minute walk from our campsite. The weather was perfect and it was interesting to monitor the tide throughout the day. We spent a day exploring Belfast and found B a cute balloon-powered wooden boat, which we played with in the stream that ran by the lobster bake area into the ocean. At low tide, we taught her how to fly a kite (a butterfly, of course), and it couldn’t have been more perfect kite-flying weather. It was one of those days that, at the end of the night, felt like one of the best we’ve ever had as a family. In closing, our minor issues on the way up there were well worth it, and if you ever consider traveling to Maine, I can’t recommend Searsport Shores enough if you truly want to relax and just enjoy an utterly beautiful and enchanting place.

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tomorrowsofyesterday:

So @TheCapitolPN tweeted this
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which was promptly deleted. (G-Bb-A-D are the notes to Rue’s whistle.)

But if you had clicked inspect element before it was deleted

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"You silence our voices, but we are still heard."

HOW COOL IS THIS MARKETING?!?! Like the rebels are hacking into the capitol’s twitter!!!!

(Thanks toastbabeis and mockingjaysource for noticing it and jenliamjosh for reblogging)

The trailers are just as cool.