Boxed In at Camp Wannacocktail

Yesterday was one of the slowest days I can remember at work in a long time.  My 2 co-workers made a day of organizing the Box Room.  Yeah, it was bad.  I cleaned, and left an hour early, took kidlet home and played outside with her. 
This past week has been really rough with kidlet getting up 4-5 times a night.  Last night, I made the first effort to put an end to all of that and did some “Tough Love” by letting her cry it out.  It took about an hour, but she went back to sleep.  Hopefully, tonight is better.
Last night was the last night of Camp Wannacocktail at our house for the year with some of the camp staff.  It was a good time.  There was a late-night run to Taco Bell.  There was laughter, and mooing in Taco Bell…mainly by me… (and a gratefulness that I don’t have to worry about dating anymore.)  It was good to just let my hair down.  As sad as I am that everyone leaves today, I’m okay with it too, because I’m getting way too old to stay up late anymore.  Will someone pass me my walker please?  Thanks. 
With this sad news is the GREAT news that this is the last day of Scouts in Camp for the summer!!!!!  YAY!!!  I have my 1100 acres of yard back!!!  I’m free!!!!  *insert image of me frolicking here* –Sorry.
It will be a few more days before things REALLY calm back to normal, but I’ll take it. 🙂

Crystal and I being...well....us 🙂

 

The Camp Wannacocktail Gang

 

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Tony and I 🙂

Tequila Breakfast

Yesterday work was full of unpacking and pricing Christmas Merchandise.  No, that’s not a typo.  Thankfully, we’re not putting it out yet.  In any case, it was day I came home especially dirty and feeling like I was covered in Chinese Warehouse Dust.  Yuck. 
On a different note, I would like to thank Day Care for apparently teaching kidlet the words “No” and “Why.”  There are no words to express my gratitude.  *Please sense the sarcasm here* 
I’m fast finding out that Tequila is a good friend of mine on Camp Fire nights.  Tequila MIXED with something is a good friend of mine.  Alone, well, it tastes like butt.–Just trust me.  Anyway, I’m finding that it’s a mix that loosens me up with no after-affects the next morning.  Thank you God!
I have always had a fondness for breakfast.  I never realized how much however, until I found myself in a babbling ramble to my husband last night on how I miss “weekend breakfasts” and how going 10 weeks without them is too much.  Hubby humored me by asking what I would like, and with the help of my friend Tequila, I think I listed 50 things.  Again, at the time it was perfectly reasonable.  Looking back, maybe I asked for a little too much.  At least I’m in a moment of life, that in a “tipsy ramble” the biggest subject in my life is breakfast.
Today has been slow.  Hubby and I are fairly tired because we’re getting old and we pay dearly for any night that we stay up late.  I have managed to get most of my stuff done today, and grocery shopping done.  Tonight will hopefully bring an early bedtime for kidlet so I can wrap some gifts, paint, and get some TV time in….uninterrupted, that is.
Tomorrow, we head to my hometown for my God Son’s Baptism.  After the Baptism is a get-together and then we’ll stop to see my parents.  It will be a long day, but a good one.

Oh Look, a Kitty!

**The Title Denotes the ADD Nature of this Post**

It’s funny how the loss of an object can drive a person insane.  This morning our TV remote is MIA.  I’m going nuts.  It now takes me 5 mins. to change the channel plus I have to get up…a travesty, I know!  I even went as far as to text our company from last night to see if they hid it on us as a joke.  Nope.  But think for a moment:  Wouldn’t that be the perfect crime?  Going to someone’s house and just swiping their remote.  That’s enough to drive ANYONE nuts I think.  So, I guess if anyone is looking to pull a prank, there’s probably one of the best.  I’m evil.

MISSING!!!!!!!

MISSING!!!!!!!

I love campfire nights.  I’m not always up for them during the day, as it requires cleaning and prep, but come nightfall when company is here and we’re laughing so hard drinks are being shot out of our noses, it’s well worth it.  This week brought our best man from our wedding whom we hadn’t seen in 5 years and another good friend of ours.  I love relationships where even in the extreme case of having 5 years passed, there’s no guilt, no awkwardness and you can pick right up where you left off.  There’s very few relationships like that in life.
One of the many topics pondered last night was the show “Life Goes On” and the character, Corkey.  I got to wondering if while casting for that part, if people got discriminated against because they weren’t disabled. Hmmmm..

I also have a new love affair with grass.  As in lawn…the legal stuff.  I realized that it’s been quite awhile since I lived anywhere where I could walk barefoot through the grass.  We re-did our backyard this year and I’m thoroughly enjoying the soft grass on my bare toes without the worry of “pickers.”  It doesn’t take much to amuse me.
Also, as of last night, I have another new love affair with Newman’s Own Medium Pineapple Salsa.  I’m pretty sure I could roll around in the stuff.  (Sorry for that mental image.)  It’s amazing.  That’s all there is to say about it.