Tuesday, October 9, 2012

Camping!

Last Friday I packed a small bag full of sweatshirts and sweatpants and a large cooler full of vodka and tequila, lifted and shoved my giant dog in the car, picked up a friend and what seemed like half REI’s camping equipment and heading to Georgetown Lake for some outdoor loving, outdoor sleeping, and a lot of outdoor drinking.


Camping

I learned A LOT this past weekend…

1. Always camp with multiple Eagle Scouts. Seriously, need an axe? Oh, Matt has one. Need an amazing Pot Roast made for dinner, Sean’s got it. Eagle Scouts at the campsite – winning all around.

2. Cold means cold. On Friday when we arrived at the park it was 95 degrees. I was in shorts and a tank top and flip flops and I was hot as shit unpacking the car. I knew it was supposed to get colder the next day, so I packed some warmer clothes, but at 4PM on Friday I could not fathom what “cold” meant. Wait, I take that back… I could fathom “cold” because my beer was cold, very cold, and it tasted delicious. I could not imagine or remember what “being cold” felt like. That was until I woke up on Saturday morning and the temperature had dropped to the low 60s. Okay, and I know what a lot of you are thinking, “low 60s – not that cold”, but I live in Texas. Low 60s, damp, and overcast equals really freaking cold. I wore two pairs of pants all weekend, and wouldn’t put my gross, kinda static-y hair a ponytail because it was keeping my neck warm.

3. Jennifer looks adorable when camping.

4. Sarah and I – not so much.

5. For some reason the toilets at the campsite were really high off the ground. So high that when I sat down my feet didn’t touch the ground and I felt like I was five. It was weird. Not quite as weird as Friday night when, even after careful instructions given by Sarah, I couldn’t successfully pee in the bushes.

6. Next time when camping, always bring double the Bloody Mary mix. After running out of Zing Zang on the first morning Sarah improvised by serving Sean, Courtney, and me the following drinks…

Vodka rocks with a hint of tomato

Vodka rocks with essence of tomato

Vodka rocks de la petit tomato

Seriously, a lot of Vodka for 9AM.

7. When camping the menu should always include pot roast, breakfast tacos, beef fajitas, and penis pancakes.

8. No one believes you when you say you’re going to take a nap and then actually take a nap.

9. The best thing to wake up from said nap hearing, “panty bottoms”.

10. Evidently Philip does “stuff” in his sleeping bag.

11. When you spend the night roasting marshmallows and then go to bed (or pass out) without washing your hands you will wake up with what seems like dirt cemented to your fingers. It will then take you three hours to realize the dirt is there because you couldn’t stop playing with your roasted mallows and/or feeding them to your dog.

12. George Michael isn’t very “outdoorsy”. I gave him 30 minutes before he was bleeding, but it was more like 10. (from his foot – nothing serious) He had a whole lot of fun playing with Reba and Wink (Courtney’s 7 month old Boxer), but didn’t quite understand why Leo, Remi, and Mia (Puggle, Beagle, and Pug) wanted nothing to do with him. Also, he got really cold at night and shivered in the dark because he didn’t like the camp fire. When we were packing up on Sunday afternoon he stood at the end of his lead crying and crying because he didn’t want to be left behind. He’s been sleeping ever since.

13. Wink gets a little freaked out when she is left in the tent by herself. So freaked out that she jumps through the screened window, because it’s scary in the tent by herself.

14. It’s hard to catch fish when a super excited Muppet named Reba is running, jumping, and swimming in the water you are casting your fishing line in.

15. I know I’ve said this a lot lately, but I have amazing friends. Amazing friends that set up an entire weekend of outdoor fun and then don’t let me put in money for the tent site and food because I’m unemployed and once upon a time that friend was unemployed as well and people were really nice to him. Thanks Jen for organizing everything, just like you always do, this past weekend was great and perfect and I had a blast. Thanks Sean for passing on the karma by paying for me.

Philip and George Michael standing gaurd of the all the chairs

Food, a Pug, and Drinking Games

Sleepy Mia

Sleepy George Michael and Wink

"Don't ride him... lots of people try to ride him"

Sean making yummy, yummy food

Edna doing what we do best
(Thanks for letting me steal the photos.)