Hi-ho everyone! guess what? you won't be hearing from me until late Sunday or sometime Monday, because...
I'm going to Father/Daughter Camp!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
YIPPEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(we are just a little bit excited over here!)
so I'm going to Dad's office tomorrow, and might say something from over there, but we're leaving as soon as he can get all of his boring work done.
and i'm driving part of the way!
and we're going to stay up later than everyone else, and drink WAAAAY too much hot chocolate, and go to breakfast in our pajamas, and go horseback riding, and do archery, and shoot BB guns, and do the high ropes course for the first time *freaks out* (it's called 'high' for a reason...*is scared of heights*), and do put-put golf, and go swimming, and go canoeing or kayaking, and go on the tire swing, and play 4-Square until one in the morning, and eat smores, and make marshmallow creme out of roasted marshmallows like the little old ladies in Taiwan when they're not in the rice paddies, and go to amazing chapel sevices using the horses, and play arena soccer in the horse arena (which hopefully is cleaned and raked, lol), and take walks together, and go to Jim and Willow's cafe after camp for milkshakes, and do mountainboarding, and possibly stink at ping-pong...
*stops* *sees how long she rambled*
*continues*
and we're NOT going to: lock our keys in Jeep and have to fish them out with an arrow shaft (rather ironic as my dad bowhunts), go on the Scrambler (really giant swing over 100 ft. canyon, except my dad will go on it), make a rocket, rescue people's rockets from impossible trees (ok, maybe we will do that...), buy plaid pajamas at the Thrift store so we can both wear PJ's to breakfast, overturn our kayak (no, we actually haven't done that yet thank goodness), get sick (haven't done that either), get scratched, have a cat decide to use our sleeping bags as litter boxes (um...not us but someone else who thought it was a good idea to sleep outside....hello? that's what the cabins are for!), eat canned peas, take showers (well, maybe one or two...I know Em, you'd just die wouldn't you?), get fifty bug bites, park an almost empty truck on a hill so all the gas drains away and it won't start, forget anything, listen to Alan Jackson on the way there or back (blah), bring anything electronic except a phone to call Mom and a camera...
and my dad's going to be a romantic, as usual. and I'm going to feel very special on Sunday when all the dads leave for the surprise, and the first-year daughters don't know what's going on, and then all the dads come back with carnations...
Carnation. hot chocolate. way too much. Father/Daughter camp!!!!!!! wOOt!!!!!!
it's our tenth aniversary going to Father/Daughter Camp. i can't believe i was only six the first year i went...and about half as tall as i am now (if only i was taller now!). and i was scared to death to go on the tire swing, and didn't until i was eight or nine. now I go about as high as I possibly can. and i'm still scared to death, in case you wanted to know.......
I hope Rod is there. Rod and Ed started the camp with their daughters, and now the daughters are all grown up (but usually one or two of them makes it to camp), and Rod started a church last year somewhere in Eastern Washington, and couldn't come last year. *tear* but he's supposed to come this year. supposed to.
Rod is not a cowboy. He is a wrangler. and he is also a really big teddy bear who always wears a cowboy hat and has a deep laugh. he does chapel with the horses and he is amazing.
Ed is also amazing. he is the camp director and last year he ran it by himself. Ed is very laid back, and has great insight into God-Dad and then Dad-Daughter relationships.
ah well, I know you all wanted to hear all of that. but you girls absolutely have to come next year!!!!! it would be so amazing if you could come....you would love it! I will tell you all about it when we get back, actually probably Monday when I'm not so exhausted anymore. oh wait, I just did tell you all about it didn't I? well, there's always something new....
I am soooooo excited!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*headdesk* great, now i'm the girl who doesn't like getting her hands dirty.
ReplyDeletebeware your steriotypes, Verya, the only thing you can count on with me is unperdictability.
lol, but that sounds awesome! that was a very engaging post, at least at one oclock in the morning. have lots of fun!
lol sorry and thanks!
ReplyDeleteno...just you said you didn't like camping...but cabins and tents are two different things. I think you would enjoy it, and you should come next year *hint hint*
sounds like a lot of fun!
ReplyDeletego to chapel on horses? lol. sheesh, camp hope will seem like a wilderness compared to this camp. basically what we have for entertainment is a creaky old rope swing and a gutterball game that you never get to play because everyone else is playing it.
but I'm sure you'll still love it.
lol, we don't go to chapel on horses. ha-ha, they use the horses as a demonstration. basically, they use the horse-rider relationship and compare it first to a God-Dad relationship, then to a Dad-Daughter relationship. it's really cool.
ReplyDeleteI'll tell you what they did with the horses after we get back.
that is, if Rod's there. he always does horse chapel. but if he isn't like last year, then they won't use the horses....*sad*
no, I'm soooooooooooooo excited about Camp Hope!!!!!!! trust me, only child = easy to entertain. I get excited about really small things a lot.