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I'm still sweating Jello

Ok.

Part dread, part excitement - that's how I felt going into this whole camping thing.

But even though I've never sweated nor smelled that bad in my entire life, I had a great time.

Just goes to show you, it's not where you are, but who you are with.

So here it is, a campy summary, haiku style:

On the camp site:

Through that dense forest
Driving with trepidation
Strangely beautiful

I show up ready
Our tent was waiting for us
My friends are so sweet

Tarps, tents, food galore
We ate better than at home
At casa Debu

Grilled turkey and corn
Breakfast tacos and sausage
Fajitas so rocked

That is not camping
Like a nice five star hotel
Except with some smores

Felt good to get out
Plenty of walking there too
Just dodge the boy scouts

On the nearest toilet facility aka Zoë’s introduction to the portable can

Port-o-smellies suck
Sharing with funky boy scouts
Zoë grossed out too

Ewwww mom there's poop there
Don't use number two; it stinks
Leave the door open

Mom, why does the sink
Not have any faucets there?
(It’s a urinal)

Later she warns me
Explosive diarrhea
Stay out of that one!

On the company of friends:

Snorting, laughing, fun
Hikes in the woods with rednecks
Damn my water broke

Fuck the vicodan
My pores were sweating jello
Meant to kill the bitch

Fishing with Medic
Kiddos swimming in Ick Lake
Our “guys” were awesome

Zoë ran around
Posse kept an eye on her
Those ladies kick ass

Slept like a baby
Until some bug woke me up
Flitting in my nose

Covered in bug bites
Calamine lotion ahoy
Itchy but worth it

Medic, D1, Paige
You camp freaks are so awesome
Now I’m in the cult

Nic, KK, LK
So much fun to haunt the woods
Boyscouts, rednecks, yo

Dudes! Nate and Travis
You’re too young to “sleep” so much
You both cracked me up

Orgi in pigtails
Zoë wants a tattoo now
“Just like Ms. Courtney”

Red, Aimmers, Darth J
If the tent is a knockin
It is B Foo Foo

And then there is Shrugs
Just a big ol grillin fool
Next time stay the night

Was worth all the sweat
Prison showers, sand and all
Just to see my Zo

May I go swimming?
She whispers into my ear
“You’re the greatest mommy, ever!” (ok, I broke a haiku rule, but that one sentence alone made it all worth it all)

Happy and playing
Swimming, fishing, camping out
Port O’Connor rules

I had a great time
This goofy camping wussy
And I’m craving smores

Bring it on sucka
I can take the out of doors
But only with you all!

So, when's the next trip?

Posted by debutaunt at May 31, 2005 01:33 PM