A bunch of us ventured out this past weekend to see the sites of
Brazos Bend... for some good old fashioned camping.
(this is from one of my favorite games to play... choose the first item on google image... this is the first image that comes up.)
(this is the second, it gave me a chuckle)
If my mom were here she would start singing the Quinn (our family) classic ... "Put another log on the fire."
Now you may recall that I went camping a few weekends previous (did I tell ya about that) but this one was very a different trip... involving fewer (none) high schoolers and many more (17.5 if you are alex,emily or tomas) alligators and beverages (teverages).
We hassled one of our friends, Tomas (congratulations on your first blog shout out [even though I don't think you've ever read the blog])... into coming with 4 of the Wichita (that is the street we live on) women (you know how you know he went to ND...) and following work on Friday we got in his car locked all the doors (well not all) and drove away from the city for about an hour.
After some not so good directions (read: me almost leading us to 59 North instead of 59 South) we were on the road... listening to some good jams (name of the CD: cAMPing [ note: the naming had an additional influence beyond camping, that being, cyclic AMP for those bio freaks out there]) and eating some sandwiches (Joey's favorite food [both from f.r.i.e.n.d.s and the Joe in the other house])
We got there and began to pitch our tent. Emily (emmy... but dont ever really call her that... [softball]) came up with this rule in which we could only use one hand. It made the game quite interesting. Then came building the fire.... did you know eagle scouts have to learn how to start a fire in two matches... well the eagle scout I know (Tomas) had forgotten this skill... but don't worry 63 matches later we had heat and warmth. We spent the evening relaxing, "alex-ing," talking stupid (a term my mom uses for story telling), getting blisters on our fingers (well that was just Tomas), utilizing the camping "bathrooms," being cold, and all those other great things that arise when friends come together in the company of each other and nature (and teers [code word]).
The next day began with an early rise as the sun was up and shining on our tent. Alex did not want to go running in the morning (in fact she threated to hi-jack Tomas' car)... after some explaining (about the night previous) we all went for a walk around Brazos bend. We got to do some more "talking stupid, " enjoying nature, climbing trees (thanks for the help alex), eating smarties (well that was just Tomas) and eating more sandwiches. The afternoon we all split up... Cara went to the observatory... Alex, Emily and Tomas went on another hiking adventure... and I stayed back to read my book (learning more and more about Aspergers everyday)...
We came back together and had to make a run to "re-supply" We met some friends at the local convience store/gas station... where they informed Alex and I that we were sitting at the "table of knowledge" to be honest... talking to them didnt really feel like it was filled with "knowledge" (but who am I to judge [ESFJ]).
We returned to good old LOT #115 for some more campfire time... this time the fire went up much quicker... (Tomas did NOT get burned but DID use a fire log). More camp fire activities ensued including the mandatory s'mores! At some point I also shared the story of when I went camping with my family as a child (Elroy/Sparta trail!) and all my pretzels fell out of my basket (that is not even a metaphor).
All in all it was a successful weekend... probably more successful for me and the MOST successful for emily.. as we had some personal gains in terms of our intelligence/mental capacity (memory).
So (in the end) I leave you with the quote of the week... said by one of my roommate's (Cara) friend (not a real friend... a metaphorical friend) ...
“In the end we will conserve only what we love.
We will love only what we understand.
We will understand only what we are taught.”
-Baba Dioum
NB
When I was re-reading this blog I realize that I used parenthesis a lot (like more than the average post). So then I got inspired... and went back and added more in (I am sorry if you find it annoying, but the devil is in the detials).
ps... emily... this is the first thing that comes up when I google image your name (surprised you didn't know that)...
that image is CRAZY... crazy? I was crazy once, they locked me in a (padded) room. With Rats! Rubber rats... They drove me crazy! crazy? I was crazy once, they locked me in a (padded) room. With Rats! Rubber rats... They drove me crazy! crazy? I was crazy once, they locked me in a (padded) room. With Rats! Rubber rats... They drove me crazy! crazy? I was crazy once, they locked me in a (padded) room. With Rats! Rubber rats... They drove me crazy! crazy? I was crazy once, they locked me in a (padded) room. With Rats! Rubber rats... They drove me crazy! crazy? I was crazy once, they locked me in a (padded) room. With Rats! Rubber rats... They drove me crazy!
