Last year at the beginning of summer, I made a list of fun things that I wanted to do. I've spent the last few summers missing out on good stuff just because those warm sunny days disappear before you know it, and I was finding myself saying "Awwww, we didn't (fill in the blank)." So, I didn't want that to happen, so I made a list of all those things I would like to do....and I started planning.
It was such a success, that I did it again this summer. Here's a look at Lin's List 'O Summer Fun:
- Visit Laura Ingall's-Wilder Home in Missouri
- Meet up with blog pallies: Chuck, Vanilla, Rebecca, Sharkey, and Ann
- Go camping with friends, Pete and Judy
- Meet up with old Little League friends, Joe and Diane
So far, 2 of the 4 are on the calendar and I'm working on the other two. The calendar is filling fast, I tell ya.
Camping is one of those things that we haven't done in years and we are going with good friends in a few weeks. We have a long history of tent camping with Pete and Judy and it is usually pretty hilarious when we get together. The best part is that we are heading out to Will Oaks Campground, run by our good friend and pally, Karen. (I love when we can meet up with a good blog pally, don't you?)
While I love my tent, (believe it or not) I am not so sure I want to camp with two teenage girls. We are seriously thinking of buying a wee pup tent to stick those two crabby-pants in. Then they can do whatever teenage girls do, including complaining, in the privacy of their own nylon walls. Or maybe with a little bit of luck a big bear will come and eat them while we sleep.
There aren't bears in these parts. Rats.
Camping with Pete and Judy is interesting to say the least. They put up some rickety tent, throw some sleeping bags on the floor and eat cereal out of styrofoam cups on the picnic table. We, on the other hand, have cots for our beds, sweep out the tent, make everyone take their shoes off before they come in and leave them on the rug outside the door. We have camping plates and silverware and a screen room that features a camping stove and tablecloth. They pull their meager supplies out of their trunk--we are packed like the Beverly Hillbillies.
We laugh at them, they laugh at us. And we all camp merrily together. Sometimes I even let them in our screen room--but only if the bugs are really, really bad.