The rain looked like it might finally stop, so I built a camp fire. The PERFECT camp fire. And just as we were about to enjoy the flames and make some camp fire pies, it began to rain.So much for that.
Though we have a tent big enough to accommodate the entire Walton family, Amanda prefers to sleep in her own tent. Except when it is the middle of the night and lightning is striking trees so close by you can hear them pop.
"Mom, will you come sleep with me."
I had to leave the warm comfort of our tent, brave the driving rain and 50-degree midnight chill, and dash over to Amanda's tent. And of course the zipper on her tent door got stuck. So much for a good night's sleep.
I love a good thunderstorm, I really do. But this one even had me a wee bit on edge.
Amanda's soccer coaches can BITE ME too. Not only did they spring a mandatory Saturday morning practice on us at the last minute, they also failed to show up for that practice. You can bet I'll be having words with them today. Bitches.
A few pictures from the weekend are here.
5 comments:
Sorry it didn't turn out so great. I would have been in the car if there was lightning. Oh, wait, I don't camp. :)
WTF is the deal w/those coaches? Give 'em hell!
Campfire pie sounds yummy!
Boo the weather. My daughter had a similar deal in reverse. She nixed going to a ball game a couple of weeks ago because the forecast was for crappy weather. That day turned out great. Ah well..
Oh hellllz to the yeah, give the soccer coaches everything you got and then some. The nerve!
Looks like somebody must have dropped a campfire pie.
Wouldn't be me, Syd. I make 'em. Rarely eat 'em.
I kinda like the fact that you have "Syd was here" on the crapper. LOL I'm sure there's a story behind that.....
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