
We are heading out for a week of camping. We are going to a campground that I went to often as a child. I have so many memories of running along the trails singing "Greasy Grimy Gopher Guts" and falling off of my bike a million times and scraping my knees over and over. Oh and the boys...there were always cute boys at the campground. Nothing like hanging out at the dock, catching fish with bits of hotdogs and marshmallows, and staring at the cute boy over on the other side who has no idea you are even there!
It's absolutely beautiful and very rustic. No showers (ever shower in an outdoor tent shower?), outhouses full of spiders and well, other things, and bullfrogs that make plenty of noise all night long. Sam and I call it the bullfrog's pow-wow. We laugh and laugh at it while Rich tries to sleep. Knowing that he's trying to sleep and we are annoying him only makes us laugh louder.
Being that I'm pregnant and already feeling huge and awkward, I'm not sure how mild-mannered I'll stay on this particular camping trip. However, nothing cures crabby moods like a crackling campfire with good people sitting around it sharing their humorous stories, innermost thoughts, and food. Yes, people at camping share their delicious food and that is something that is on my mind 24 hours a day lately. I have a camping menu made up that would make your thighs grow just reading it. I will enjoy every bite of it!
So please don't forget about me while I'm gone, as I will promise to come back soon and attempt to charm you with my wacky humor and stories of food that will have you raiding your pantry. Happy Summer vacation!








