Um, yeah. I just did something I never thought I would do.
I signed up for Girl Scout Camp Training.
(insert silent shock here…or gasps of horror)
Listen, I am not a camper. My idea of camping? hiking in the woods and returning to my 4 star hotel complete with rainfall shower head and massage services. I do have a dream of doing the Appalachian Trail sometime, but then again, I also have dreams with Viggo Mortenson and we all know THOSE ain’t gonna happen.
I scream at the sight of spiders. I constantly worry about the boogieman WHOSE NATURAL HABITAT IS THE WOODS! (And don’t forget Bigfoot. He lives in the woods too!)
The things we do for our kids. At least I have until May to find the ultimate boogieman trap!
Hey, at least you don’t have to worry about bear or moose.
Right?
Ha!!! Girl Scouts camp training. Hee. So amusing to a fellow non-camper. (Of course I can laugh now, but who knows what kind of horror I’ll subject myself to in the girls’ name in about 3 years… sigh…)
Oh my, oh my, you didn’t do it – Are you sure you sign up? Mayby you think you did but you only sign up to “help” being a camp trainer. I cannot see myself out there in the woods with all them “things” so I only can salute you and say “happy trail”. Keep us posted on this one.
Like I said before, the ones I know who do it really enjoy it.
So good luck and enjoy!
(And better you than me. LOL)
But truly, you’re doing good for those kids!!!
He. Camping. Fun. Of course that’s childhood memories at this point.
These days I think I like the 4 star version better