11/25/14 Tuesday in Wildwood,FL (Three Flags-TT/MA)
You may remember that October 14 I skinned my knee pretty deeply when we first arrived at Colonial Williamsburg. Over a month it was still “wet” and needing very large bandages. At my niece’s wedding at the end of October, my brother, who is a bee keeper, responded to my wistful wondering if there was something that would help it heal. He said RAW honey has remarkable healing qualities when it comes to the skin. I even mentioned this to the apothecary lady at Colonial Williamsburg. She agreed, stating that there were studies that show that when honey was applied to burns they healed three times faster than when no honey was put on them. I heartily agree. I could see how the honey helped everyday. I’m noting this now because a few days ago the weather was warm enough I could wear shorts and thus put the honey on my “owie” without the bandage. Now I don’t need either the bandage or honey. Freedom!! How amazing our bodies are, to heal like they do.
As for today, it rained hard all day except for the brief time we took to get our groceries. Thank heavens John timed it to return by 10:30 am when the big rains started. So we were really cooped up in our rig for the day. I finished a book I’d picked up at the book exchange here at the campground a couple days ago. John played with his spreadsheets, now on his new computer. In the afternoon we watched TV and I worked on Internet projects.
I thought our rain leaks are basically solved. Well this downpour showed that we’re tight and dry except for 1 spot. What a pain! Worked to keep it dry.
We played 2 games of “13” yesterday and I won both. In one game I only had 5 points at the end. Good luck sure is fun to work with! Supper was one of John’s favorite crock pot recipes: Cranberry Pork Roast. It calls for fresh cranberries, so this was the time to make it. Naturally he has to have his potatoes and gravy with it. Then pumpkin pie for desert. Comfort food on a very rainy day.
“Dancing With The Stars” lasted until 11 pm-way past our bedtime. So glad Alphonso won the mirror ball.
Rain Rain Go Away, Come Again Some Other Day When We’re Not Here!