I have lived through the campout!! And I did laugh my ass off!!

Appropriately, our girl scout reunion campout started off with a Good Deed. The girls saw a stray dog roaming around. He was very friendly. He was wearing a blue harness with a note attached, reading something along the lines “I am a nice, friendly dog, please take me in”. As most of you know, I have hit my quota with dogs (4!!) and everyone else at our campout already has a dog. So we gave him some water and called the town shelter. They were just about to close but agreed to stay open until we could deliver our new friend. Poor guy — why would someone abandon a dog like that? Especially in the heat we were having? Daughter #1 swears it was the same dog that she saw on Wednesday – so that’s at least 3 days he was roaming around. Some people are ignorant assholes.

The rest of the evening was spent grilling, eating, swimming & laughing. The bugs (slugs!) and the heat just added to our hilarity. All told we had three tents – which were like ovens. Luckily someone had brought a netted structure – the kind of thing that if you were camping for an extended time you would set up a picnic table in. The Moms decided to move our sleeping bags in there. Unfortunately, it has no bottom, the netted edges just skim the ground. This allows slugs access. eeww!

I don’t know how we couldn’t seem to outrun the slugs.(that’s a said commentary)
We ended up dragging some chaise lounge chairs inside and sleeping on those. Naturally, we had set everything up on a slope, so spent most of our sleeping hours slowly sliding off our chairs! I am posting a picture of our operation, but will not link it to a larger size — the girlfriends would kill me.

We all agreed that we should do it again next year!

Of course, I was wrecked for Saturday and spent most of the time in a stupor.

When the Daughters were younger, I was a girl scout leader. I did this for many years and at one point was a leader for two troops. All in all it was a good experience and I have some very good friends from those days.

Early in the summer, these friends and I were sitting around laughing about all the funny things that happened on the various camping trips. We all agreed that it would be great fun to resurrect those days and have a camp out in one of our back yards.

Back at the end of May this seemed like a great idea.

The thermometer is reading 92&#176 — it is hazy, hot and humid.

Today is the day. Or tonight is the night.

I cannot believe that we are going to leave the air-conditioned comfort of our bedrooms for a sweaty little tent.

If I don’t laugh my ass off, there’s gonna be hell to pay.

There are two of you (and you know who you are!) who worry if I don’t post everyday. I cannot be the cause of anxiety!

Yesterday the girls were in a horse show and I had an early wake up – 4:45 am! By the time it was all said and done, I was too pooped to post. We did have some not good excitement …. Daughter #1 got kicked in the thigh – ouch! She spent the rest of the day icing the area, and I am waiting for her to get out of bed to see how things look. It is swollen and we are just waiting for the bruising to emerge. I may end up taking her to the dr. This is disappointing for her because she was supposed to ride in the Hampton Classic next weekend and now may not be able to do that. I will keep you posted.

Not much going on around here — I am working on the poncho. I love the way this fuzzy stuff feels! The pattern is something of a yawn — just rows of garter stitch, so I won’t put up any more pictures until it is finished.

There you have it, my post — much like the garter stitch, nothing all that exciting ….

There are two of you (and you know who you are!) who worry if I don’t post everyday. I cannot be the cause of anxiety!

Yesterday the girls were in a horse show and I had an early wake up – 4:45 am! By the time it was all said and done, I was too pooped to post. We did have some not good excitement …. Daughter #1 got kicked in the thigh – ouch! She spent the rest of the day icing the area, and I am waiting for her to get out of bed to see how things look. It is swollen and we are just waiting for the bruising to emerge. I may end up taking her to the dr. This is disappointing for her because she was supposed to ride in the Hampton Classic next weekend and now may not be able to do that. I will keep you posted.

Not much going on around here — I am working on the poncho. I love the way this fuzzy stuff feels! The pattern is something of a yawn — just rows of garter stitch, so I won’t put up any more pictures until it is finished.

There you have it, my post — much like the garter stitch, nothing all that exciting ….