Camp Inch...hee hee

So Girls’ Camp starting Tuesday!! Woo hoo!! I’ve been feeling so super duper excited because girls’ camp has always been a fond memory of mine. I remember the first year I went to camp and it was GLORIOUS!! And back then, it was tent camping and no other kind of camping. Out in the dirt with the bugs, poop/pee in a real outhouse, and sleeping in complete, pitch-black darkness.

Yes, the real camping...

You made everything you ate by campfire. And that was the year my parents purchased my first camping utensils, plates, and bowls--they were made of tin and I felt friggin authentic for having them. That first year I learned about Dutch oven cooking and I still remember my first taste of Dutch oven peach cobbler. Everything we made that year for some reason tasted wildly delicious and I loved the feeling of being so….RAW.

They taught us about first aid (which I was so way ahead because my dad always had us learn CPR, First Aid for a Family Home Evening activity before going away on adventures like camp), about building awesome fires with two sticks, and I learned how to doggy paddle that year. That was my first year and that year I also learned about chiggers and ticks. Because I got attacked by them. They checked us everyday for chiggers and ticks. And (this might sound weird) but I felt so accomplished when my sweet friend found that enormous tick on my left near-butt-cheek. My words were, “Oh really? Whooaaaaa! Tee hee hee.” Yes, folks I was giggling. Bugs love me. But I got to watch as the nurse slowly and firmly pull that sucker out with some very fine-point tweezers. Then we burned that tick up!!!! And then I was invested with chiggers along my waist…yes, my first year was pretty GLORIOUS. =)~

But all those camp years were memorable. Especially the last one, which I got to go with my little sister. Suzee, remember….Ewe are special. LOL. And here I am again. Twenty-eight and rearing ready to go and be part of all my girls’ experience. At least for two days. This camp we are going to...we'll be bunking in cabins and have canoe rides and there's a zip line thingy. AND ARCHERY!! Gonna get my archery on Robin Hood style! And food will be catered/served to us each day. Kind of reminds me of The Parent Trap...the original movie with Hayley Mills.

So yes, this whole weekend I’ve been excited but underneath that excitement, I’ve felt also a little wave of nervousness and nausea. And I just couldn’t understand why!!! I thought maybe because I think I’m not cool enough, savy enough, or hip enough for the girls. But come on…we all know I’m the coolest! LOL. Is it because I won't have internets for a couple of days? NOOOO. Well maybe a little bit but not quite.  And as I said my evening prayers tonight, it hit me like a two by four in the face. Brought tears to my eyes even...

I am SOOOO excited for this!!

This is going to be the first time I leave my son to go out of town. FIRST time ever. I know he’ll be in good hands, and he’s been on plenty of road trips with Grandma and Grandpa where he has left me for a day…but still, I’m feeling that nervousness. Plus, he’ll be four next Thursday!!! If only girls’ camp weren’t taking place this same week…I’d probably be even more thrilled. But knowing me, I won’t get rid of this feeling until I’m back home and have in my arms. Yeah, I know…I have separation anxiety but I think for the most part, all good mothers do.

Anywho's a whatsit....PEACE AND BLESSINGS YA'LL. PEACE AND BLESSINGS!