Come on Fall, we need you...

The tent is taunting me. DH bought a new tent for his birthday... and every time I go out in the garage it taunts me. Take me to the Ozarks, take me to the hills, open me among the leaves, fill my rooms with sleeping bags... GO CAMPING, PLEASE! ANd I say to you Mr. Tent... I'm trying. I'm trying to find that perfect weekend that the weather will be wonderful. I'm trying to find that weekend that doesn't already have us scheduled to be here, there, and everywhere. And Mr. Tent... I think this will be our weekend! Now if the weather will just hold out... NO SHOWERS! If the temp will stay nice and in the 80's... AHHHHH, I think this is our weekend!