just call me Annie (as in Oakley)

Today was $2 Tuesday for all of the venues at Thanksgiving Point, so we loaded all the kids and gear in and caravanned there. As we exited the freeway I couldn’t figure out why there were so many more cars than normal on the frontage road, and then I saw them: lines. Lines of cars, lines of people, lines of animals, lines of strollers, lines wrapped around every building…lines everywhere! I can just imagine what Damian would have been saying as we crawled through the parking lot trying to get the heck out of there. Unbelievable! The things people do for a couple of bucks. You couldn’t have paid me to fight those crowds!

So, what do you do with two car loads of kids clamoring to escape? You call movie theatres, local aquariums, and Chuck E. Cheese to see if they are also experiencing ridiculous amounts of patronage. Then what do you do when they tell you they are? You drive .2 miles to Cabela’s! Yes Cabela’s the sporting goods outdoor store. There you can see dead animals and live fish for free without the lines! Brilliant!


The kids bought it and we spent a couple of hours wandering the exhibits and aisles of camouflage. They were as happy as clams and I had my game face on as my dad challenged me at the shooting range. We each had 20 shots. When the targets were hit they would change color and then trigger some kind of movement. Whoever thought of the skunk actually spraying when hit was pretty clever. I do have to give my dad credit for finishing mere seconds before me with a perfect score, but I was so proud when my last shot activated the target…20/20 baby! Just call me Annie!