Curiosities

Camping was okay.  The weather wasn't awful, it was fine.  The kids got along okay, not great, just fine.  I didn't do a great job planning meals, we didn't have a lot of money to work with and payday wasn't supposed to be until the day after we got home.  I wanted to make sure we had money left over for any emergencies so I got some real cheezy food.  Lot of hot dogs, top ramen salad, chips. Now I'm a little fatter than when I was last Friday.  We stopped at the Heidleburger on the way out of Leavenworth and chowed down on their amazing cheeseburgers and onion rings on the drive home.  Best meal of the weekend.  I was a lot unhappy when I got on the scale this morning.  Why won't those numbers ever just go down instead of up?

For some reason Mike always chooses to pick a fight with me when we are on a road trip.  I'm sure it has something to do with a captive audience, and the fact that I tend to storm off when I'm just done with the conversation.  It's hard to storm off when you are in a car going 65 mph.  So, the trip started off less than peaceful.  We got over it and moved on. 

We did climb a mountain.  Just steep and high enough to be exciting for the kids and not cause me to have a heart attack on account of my pesky fear of heights.  We walked a lot, mostly since Elke refuses to poop anywhere near our campsite, which is nice of her but it's also annoying watching her pace around waiting for someone to walk her to the pooping hill.  With all the gross people leftovers she eats while we are camping she becomes a very prolific pooper.

I'm looking forward to our next trip.  Hopefully it will be a warmer, sunnier time and place.  I'll be more creative with the camping food so I don't end up with a nasty food hangover.

I did read a great book on my Kindle, it's called In Zanesville, and is the story of a girl with a dysfunctional family growing up in the 70's.   Sound familiar? 

Update!

     It's been a while.  This blog was created to keep in touch with Liv while away at school but it morphed into a way for me to be a little creative in my mostly uncreative life.  It became a little cathartic, and I say "little" because there's really only so much you can say when you know people who know you, are reading.  My husband stumbled upon it one day and was concerned that he came across as a bumbling dork.  For that I am sorry, I just report.

     Liv has been home so much, the 1.5 hour drive isn't enough to keep her away her my awesome mothering, that I haven't needed to keep her updated on our doings.

     Liv ended  up at Western and is in fact finishing up her quarter next week.  She'll be home, back to the basement bedroom for a few months and has procured a position with the "City" as a fire hydrant painter for the summer. 

     Sam moved back home in January, down to the basement as well.  She broke up with that guy, and is a very happy, single, working 23 year-old.  I'm happy to have her back, in every way.

     Other than that, I really don't have much to report.  We are hoping for some positive changes next month, which I am not at liberty to discuss until such changes occur, which they better.  So send positive energy our direction. 

     I anxiously await a weather change, Seattle has been mired in rain and clouds all year.  We finally hit 70 degrees last week.  Seriously, end of May.  My mood is bad, I'm usually feeling a happy bump in my brain by now but this daily darkness is not working for me.  I fantasize about moving to a sunnier clime on a daily basis, but my large brood of children keep me grounded in the realization that being away from any of them for any amount of time would counter the effects of sunshine in my eyes. 

     Camping season will commence this weekend with our annual trip to Leavenworth.  I give that a sincere yahoo!  Finally!!