YO!!! I'm going camping!!! Have I mentioned that I HATE camping? I'm thinking this will be the last time. I had promised MG that I'd give camping a try this summer and if I didn't learn to like it, we'd sell the camper. OK, I've tried!!! I also tried to get reservations at "any" Lake Mi resort but everything was booked.
Soooooooo, tonight I will be sitting in the dirt, killing mosquitos, dressed in layers, bored out of my mind while staring into a campfire. Fun, huh? NOT!!! I don't get why people enjoy this. I absolutely hate it!!! But, I'll take wine and my friend is taking margarita stuff so all will be well until I pass out in a fire staring, bug bitten, mind numbing stupor.
Can someone tell me why this is supposed to be fun???
