We are all home again. It feels great. What is NOT so great is the amount of laundry and cleaning we have to do. Why is it that it takes twice as long as your "trip" to recover from said "trip"? And there is so much laundry and tidying to do as well. My house looks like it threw up all of it's belongings into a massive pile of crap near the stairs.
And the insides:
Meanwhile, my body is still trying to recover from the amount of activity it has done since last week. Girls camp was fun, but MAN ALIVE, there was so much walking and stairs and more walking and more stairs! Taylor and I were at the Lyman Lake Recreation Camp with our stake. (WHICH, by the way, they only do every other year, so it's stake camp, ward camp, stake camp, ward camp.) Anways. Our ward was lucky enough to be housed in the lodge this year. And I say lucky, because it was COLD and the whole stake went home EARLY because of SNOWSTORMS.
Anyhow, here is the front of the lodge:
And the back:
And the insides:
The last night we stayed in camp, the entire downstairs area of the lodge was cleared, and the wards that had been staying in tents were brought inside to sleep. We had a few extra bunks in the loft area as well, so those were cleared out to make room for everyone.
We did have a little bit of cabin fever that last day as well, because a lot of the outside activities were cancelled for safety reasons. The stake leaders said they would take the wards out individually to make up for their water activities. I don't remember whether or not they are going to take them to do another ropes course. If they do, great. If they don't, also great.
It was also fun for me because I got to know some of the other ladies from church. I am not really great at making friends, and I miss a lot of activities because I don't feel good. Actually, I was super worried that I would relapse at camp, but I DIDN'T, and I'm just gonna chalk that one up to the Lord. (Thank you and amen.) It also helps that I carry a pharmacy with me at all times.
As far as personal participation, I did go on the slack line with Rachel. She was a little nervous about going over the pond (because it was COLD) by herself, so I stood next to her and said since we're basically the same height, I would go with her. (Because it's less shaky with 2 people, but that only really works if the 2 people are about the same height.) Anyhow, I got up on the slack line, and cheered us on the whole way. Now, TAYLOR on the slack line was funny. She was going over by herself, and they started bouncing the line, and that little monkey swung her legs up onto the top line, and then started pulling herself along hand over hand, yelling "Are you gonna stop bouncing the line?" It was hilarious to watch.
I also want to mention that I was super good at throwing tomahawks, and it made some of the girls a little nervous. WHICH IS PERFECT. Of course, no girls camp is complete without a little drama. Luckily, I don't really care too much if a teenage girl is mad at me, and not caring make them even MORE mad, so it just makes me laugh, which makes them even MORE mad. Man alive, so many life lessons at girls camp.
Of course, we got home just in time to do a quick load of laundry and then turn around and drive to Manti, Utah to see the last ever performance of the Manti Pageant, which is called "The Mormon Miracle Pageant", and after much discussion, no one in our family could quite pin down what the miracle was. At any rate, we saw it, it's over, the end. Actually not the end. It was so stinking COLD! We were not prepared for how cold it was outside. Again, I think this all goes back to being from the Mesa, Arizona area where a hoodie is all you ever need. We were FREEZING.
And now we are back at home (with Blayne!) trying to get everything cleaned up.
The end.
We did have a little bit of cabin fever that last day as well, because a lot of the outside activities were cancelled for safety reasons. The stake leaders said they would take the wards out individually to make up for their water activities. I don't remember whether or not they are going to take them to do another ropes course. If they do, great. If they don't, also great.
It was also fun for me because I got to know some of the other ladies from church. I am not really great at making friends, and I miss a lot of activities because I don't feel good. Actually, I was super worried that I would relapse at camp, but I DIDN'T, and I'm just gonna chalk that one up to the Lord. (Thank you and amen.) It also helps that I carry a pharmacy with me at all times.
As far as personal participation, I did go on the slack line with Rachel. She was a little nervous about going over the pond (because it was COLD) by herself, so I stood next to her and said since we're basically the same height, I would go with her. (Because it's less shaky with 2 people, but that only really works if the 2 people are about the same height.) Anyhow, I got up on the slack line, and cheered us on the whole way. Now, TAYLOR on the slack line was funny. She was going over by herself, and they started bouncing the line, and that little monkey swung her legs up onto the top line, and then started pulling herself along hand over hand, yelling "Are you gonna stop bouncing the line?" It was hilarious to watch.
I also want to mention that I was super good at throwing tomahawks, and it made some of the girls a little nervous. WHICH IS PERFECT. Of course, no girls camp is complete without a little drama. Luckily, I don't really care too much if a teenage girl is mad at me, and not caring make them even MORE mad, so it just makes me laugh, which makes them even MORE mad. Man alive, so many life lessons at girls camp.
Of course, we got home just in time to do a quick load of laundry and then turn around and drive to Manti, Utah to see the last ever performance of the Manti Pageant, which is called "The Mormon Miracle Pageant", and after much discussion, no one in our family could quite pin down what the miracle was. At any rate, we saw it, it's over, the end. Actually not the end. It was so stinking COLD! We were not prepared for how cold it was outside. Again, I think this all goes back to being from the Mesa, Arizona area where a hoodie is all you ever need. We were FREEZING.
And now we are back at home (with Blayne!) trying to get everything cleaned up.
The end.
