Making It Work

It's mostly just me talking...to myself. It's cheaper than therapy and safer than leaving a diary hanging around the house. I will try really hard to not be whiny or boring but no promises. I can be a real slug. pregnancy week by week

Thursday, August 17, 2006

a camping we will go


wow, a campsite with a teepee, trailor, pool, slides, tents, and lounge chairs. sign me up buttercup.


ten hours till we leave for camping. i just love a good ole fashioned 5 am start. its how we used to do it when we were kids. of course there was all the swearing from my dad as he tried to fit everything into the bright orange westfalia van. my mom still had to guzzle her glass of morning wine. my brother would need a bath from peeing the bed. and i would just sit and wait. yep, camping with my family was a real treat. i was telling darin that all i remember about camping with my family was my brothers in their baby jail at the campsite. and thats it. i wonder what we did when we were there. i would ask but vacations are a real touchy subject in my family.

luckily, i made it a point that i wouldnt be crazy like my parents. instead i would choose a whole new crazy of my own. but like i said, this trip is going to be full of fun and games. for reals.

in other news, today is the five year anniversary of my friends brothers death. so lets think happy thoughts for andrew who doesnt even get to camp anymore. unless heaven is one big forest and you get to camp all the time. dont worry, andrew would think thats funny. i am not being crass.

so long folks, until monday, dream of me.

1 Comments:

  • At 3:33 AM, Blogger Metro said…

    Re. Heaven: thank you for that happy thought. As a digital atheist (on-again, off-again) it's comforting to think that there might be something better to do than stand about on a golden pavement singing praises, which was how the saved spent their time. Or so I think I was taught.

     

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