Car Camping

With Molly's baby shower coming up this Saturday, I bit the bullet and hired someone to come clean Chateau Gahan. She came early on Sunday, and Gideon and I needed to be out of the house. I had a church commitment at noon, so asked that she be done by then so I could bring the boy back home before heading to my meeting. It was raining, so my options for where to hang-out were limited to nil.

So in typical Dawn E. Girl gonna-make-this-work fashion, I loaded up the car with good books, paperwork to be organized, and my recipe files to look through for ideas for the week's dinners. With Gideon in the back seat, I made a stop at McDonald's for a cup of coffee (I honestly do like their coffee better than Startbucks or Caribou), then parked in a secluded section of the Ingles parking lot. Pushed my seat back and threw a blanket on to take off the chill. For the next four hours Giddy and I camped out. At one point I leaned my seat way back to read (David Sedaris Holidays on Ice), and little man found the perfect resting spot for his head.

NOTE: The pink flesh is the side of my face, where all the fat is accumulated due to my supine position. Gideon loves me despite.