Look under the cut if you are interested in my weekend of campiness (whoops, I mean camping!)
Friday afternoon. Up until about 30 minutes before we left I was still questioning myself about going. Finally, after much arguing (internally), I decided to go. It all came down to fact that being away from my husband on our first married New Year's Eve blows major donkey butt. So, off we go.
We left around 4pm, and it takes about 2 and half hours to drive to Caldwell. We are going in a caravan that includes our truck (pulling a trailer with 3 four wheelers the devices that made the weekend fun for Shonna and 3 coolers), another truck pulling a pop-up camper, and a third truck carrying a generator thank the Lord and praise Jesus for the generator After one flat tire on truck # 2, we all arrive just at dark. Praise be for that as well, because driving those country roads after dark is a whole 'nother mission I would not choose to accept. Tom Cruise or no.
The first night we set up camp which includes digging a hole for a fire, pitching the 10-man tent, raising the pop-up camper, and starting the generator. All done in the dark. DARK. There was NO MOON on Friday night. Will the adventures never cease? We get it all done and get a fire going and all is well. After setup, we spend the rest of Friday night alternating between staring at the stars and staring at the fire. And we roast marshmallows. Really though, it was quite relaxing. (oh yes, and we went to Walmart somewhere in there - driving on the scary dark road).
Sleep. Yes, William and I shared the camper with Robbie & Jennifer. Not too bad. Thank you Jesus, once again, for the generator. I mean it. We had little electric heaters that saved the whole lot of us from freezing our tatas off. Yes, I said tatas. But those poor souls in the tent had no heaters to speak of. Yes, frozen tatas.
Did I mention that we had no running water? Peeing outside is so NOT love. Especially in the dark. In the cold. Just so you know.
Saturday morning, New Year's eve. We wake up and go to Walmart again! Well, the tent sleepers want a heater - go figure. And they need paintballs.
We get back and the boys have an all out paintball war in the woods. That was quite fun to witness, actually. Watching them get all stealth fighter on each other was great. Then they get all mad because they hit each other in the face accidentally, of course . The girls ride four wheelers while the boys hit each other with bruising wads of paint, all to while away the afternoon. But then we all relax and start to cook some very yummy burgers (that I prepared, I'll have you know), and all is well with the world. We drink beer (and Cranberry & vodka), sit around the fire, make smores, and wait until midnight. Midnight comes and goes with a little champagne and kisses and 7 sleepy dirty people go tinkle outside again and head off to sleep.
It is not nearly as cold Saturday night. Yay for that.
Sunday is highly uneventful. Except that we get to go home, which was a major bonus! We got home and I started perusing my flist, because by gawd, I missed y'all!
I might post a few pics tomorrow. Maybe.
UPDATE: Oh yes, I almost forgot, during the heat of the day we had BEES! Not the stinging kind, but the kind that fly into your Dr. Pepper and commit suicide. Yes, so lovely.
*loffs y'all* So glad to be home with my LJ girls!