You can tell by how there are no white old lady hairs on Tucker's face that it's been a really long time since we went camping. She was just a pup then, but we're headed back to the Dinkey and I can't wait. See in that naked picture of Eric? That's snow! It was summer and it was hot and there was snow everywhere. I am so excited. No Cal or Katie this time but Wemer and Adam and maaaaybe Thomas? Maybe. It's pretty hard to imagine his prissy ass camping, although according to him he "loves camping." I actually doubt he's ever been camping and it seems he only loves it right up until when you invite him to go and then it all gets a little unclear. But he's fun when he's drunk and hasn't washed his hair in a few days, so maybe we can talk him into it.
Adam's going to catch us some trout and I'm going to fry em in cornmeal. Last time I made banana bread and we got excited and put slices of it in the grilled cheese sandwich irons with cream and then drizzled the hot cake in maple syrup. Cream and maple syrup? Yeah, somehow when I'm camping I'm more well equipped than I ever would be in regular life. That was a real stand out moment.
I've been making shopping lists in my head for days. I'll do all the shopping on Sunday and then lay awake all night thinking about how I should pack the cooler on Sunday night and then we'll leave Monday. I'm also trying to remember what you wear when you're camping. Maxi dresses, I hope.
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