Something Dead

This is our cabin! Glenna took most of these pictures. I think she did a pretty good job. The upper level had the kitchen, living room, a bedroom, and a bathroom. The lower level had a laundry room, a bathroom, and two bedrooms. Both levels had their own balcony, as you can see in the picture below (kinda).

This is the upstairs balcony where we threw the kids out most of the time. The little noisemakers. Who would have thought "Apples to Apples" could be such a loud game?

Here's Ty in the kitchen, eating the main staple that kept him alive our entire vacation . . . Pop Tarts.

Right next to the kitchen is the stairway to head to our quarters. The BA and ML clan stayed upstairs, though Glenna was kind of a renegade, going back and forth between the two floors.

Ty and Kelly shared this room. We decided they'd want a place to sleep 'til noon and not be disturbed. Ty said he couldn't hear anything or even smell breakfast cooking. We fixed that by making sure the smoke alarm went off each time we made English muffins. :-)

Here's Kelly heading back upstairs, ready for a day of hiking and waterfall viewing. Isn't she lovely?

This is the room Himself and I shared. It looks cute enough. It looks charming what with the canopy and the handmade quilt. One would think this room had nothing but appeal, but this room's closet is where I found something dead.

What IS it? How long has it been there? Worst of all, how did it GET there? It was all dried up and nasty, just waiting for my bare foot to land on it.

Ok, so it's not THAT big. Still, it was something. And it was dead.