The Mom Gazette

A camping We Shall Go. This summer we went camping at a near state park. It was nothing special. Just a weekend trip. Micah L-O-V-E-D It ! We couldn't keep him out of the dirt! After our first night , I decided to document the entire adventure. It was uneventful for us, but our neighbors seemed to be having a blast. The Following is my documentation of this past summer’s weekend camping trip to my local state park. I've omitted the most boring parts of the trip  


************************************************************************ Thursday night we left home to camp. We tried to leave so that we had enough daylight time to set up, but by the time we got around it was already twilight and near dark. We set up in darkness and after words, since we had no firewood , feasted on hard boiled eggs and butter bread. Shortly after, We went to bed, tried to get a WiFi connection for a movie but no luck. Our neighbors were noisy, and by 1 a.m fully drunk. Their rowdy loud behavior kept us and other campers awake for half of the night. Micah and I shared a sleeping bag which made it for a very tight and uncomfortable night. Mom slept on an air bed which was flat by 1 AM due to my negligence on forgetting to latch and close the valve. 

*Cute Little Stinker*

 


Waking up at 7:59 sore and sleep lacked. we got into the car and went home. [home is 20 miles away] Getting there we grabbed everything we thought we had forgotten, but I was just informed we forgot our chicken and beef for our dinner tonight and tomorrow. I guess it's going to be hot dogs for dinner tonight.  
It is sad, an old friend has passed away. I didn't know her long, but her old fashioned clothes, high bun on her head and peppermint odor was something I will not soon forget. [We had to take time during our camping venture to attend an old friend’s funeral]
Saturday Micah woke me up at around 7:59 (again). Mom went home to feed the cats and grab stuff we forgot (again). Not to mention she stopped at the store to buy meat because she forgot it AGAIN! Dad and I made coffee and waited for her. and while we did. We had a discussion about hunger. I sat and predicted what mom was doing at home. Now we are cleaning up Thinking about going to get apples and going to press our own cider at the glazier ( an apple cider pressing activity hosted by the DNR) L8trs ! 

Eating an apple that was  suppose to be  cider.

We went went to the apple cider pressing. It was quick we got there and put in our apples (5 lbs). It only made about 2 pints of apple cider. 

We went to bed at around 9 and I slept pretty good till about now. (1:15) The people around us are drunk. They are LOUD, and one of them tripped over my tent. Hopefully they quiet down soon… I don’t know if I can go back to sleep. [ I shall insert the full drunk story here: At 1 a.m the drunk people were full on wasted. I could hear kids running loose. One drunk man telling another about how his wife was a *female dog*. Another tipsy pair walking back from the bathroom tripped and fell on my tent uttering, “ *poo* there is a tent there” By 2:00 a.m they were arguing about football and one woman made sure her 2 cents were in there. The argument was a near fight with the woman in the lead. At around 2:30 one man said he had to get up really early to go fishing, and after that the party died with a couple coming to their camp spot which was next to ours. The details after that shall not be typed here.]


Micah woke me at 7:59 , It rained. poured buckets. nothing in my tent got wet, but it sweated so it dripped right on my forehead like a water boarding.
Dad slept through everything!!. He didn't awake this morning, even after mom banged on his car door.

[Dad didn't like the hard “ground” so he ended sleeping in his car on our last night]


Eventually he did wake up and mumbled something about not wanting people to see his hairy chest which I guess was visible. His car wouldn't start this morning.
Micah was pretty happy this morning. If only he knew this was our last morning and that we are going home this afternoon . 

Boiling some water for grandpa's tea.

Well, this it the end of our weekend adventure. We packed most everything Helter skelter , and ate some really yummy hamburgers. after all was ready to go dad’s car wouldn't start. So we had to “shove” start it. All in all it was an interesting camping trip. 

"The Camping Chair"

Now a Word from Mom:
“It was memorable. Some what relaxing , no rushing around of any kind accept Thursday night. IT ended with Pushing Dad’s Car to start. I was so glad to hear that motor start. I used to do that to my own car. But I don’t remember now. I will be glad to get home to my own Bed.” Now a Word From Dad: “It was really good to get on to the campground and relax. I was a bit concerned about the weather, but it was ok. We need to get new air beds for next year. It was a lot of fun and I wish we had stayed for a week. The wind really blew our tents around.”

Love of the Outdoors.

And a Final word from Micah:

“UmmBA”

Funny  story about this frog; I didn't know it was there until Micah crawled on it then picked it  up and  began to  put it in  his  mouth. The poor  thing  manged to escape, but later  it  awoke  me  by  chirping on the  tree by my tent.