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Monthly Archives: July 2006

 

This past weekend all 5 kids, Stacy, myself and Sierah’s boyfriend Marcus packed up two cars and headed for the hills……well Pokagon State Park to be exact.  (For another fun filled weekend of camping.) 

 

Only one problem, upon arrival there was a large sign….CAMP-GOUND FULL.  (ugh, so much for planning ahead and making reservations on my part….reservations for camping and it’s not the 4th of July….who’d of thunk it?) 

 

Okay, so here I am with 8 people, two cars full to the hilt with camping necessities and nowhere to go….freakin’ ”camp ground full”……I wanted to scream.  This was NOT part of the plan.

 

We decided to enter the park, cook lunch on the grill and pray for a cancellation.  No luck, camp ground was still full….so we decided to try another place….a place that hung somewhere in the remote parts of my memory.  Bixler Lake….(It was that or pitch the tent in the back yard and that suggestion didn’t go over so well.)

 

In a near by small town there is a small lake that I use to take my children to. Half of the lake is a city park and the other half is a campground.  It was a charming little place that the kids always enjoyed and these trips the kids loved cost me nothing more than a $2 entry fee and gas to get there and back.  (Day trip with 5 kids and two dogs….priceless….(well actually $20 bucks tops.)  We had never camped there, just taken the day trips…. and once while we were day tripping it, we drove thru the camp ground to kind of get the feel of the place….it was small, but clean and quiet…..right on the lake.  I remember saying….”This would be nice to camp here one day….”

 

So at 6:00PM Saturday evening we headed off to our second destination, not knowing if it would also be full or not, but we were ready to make a move and the kids were all looking at me kind of crazy…..I dreaded running into another “camp-ground full” sign…..they might all decide to put me out in the middle of the street and leave me…..pray for an opening.

 

Luckily after an hour drive…. and me racking my brain trying to remember how to get there…..we were lucky they had some available spaces……YES….I knew God would answer my no camp grouond full sign prayers….(no walking home for me.)

 

We pitched the tent, cooked on the open fire, swam in the lake, roasted marshmallows, played football and swatted mosquitoes to our hearts content…..Ah, the joys of camping…

 

We had a ball, came home exhausted, everything smelling like smoke and or wet and broke….I had $2 to spare……phew, but it was fun!!.

 

Oh, did I mention we are going back Friday? 

 

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My life has been like a whirlwind as of late.  I miss writing in my blog daily but I have been so busy in the evenings that I just don’t have the time right now.

 

I did take a ton of photos the last few weeks and found myself unable to download them to the BLOG for some unknown reason.  (ugh…MSN…)

 

Since I last blogged, my 41st birthday has came and gone……I have “washed that gray right out of my hair” and have enjoyed some extended time away from my children for the first time in 18 years…..everyone has left the house off and on to visit family, trips out of town, etc and I really enjoyed the time alone with Stacy. 

 

For the moment the kids are all back and business is as usual at the Moore house, but one set of twins will leave again this weekend.  (6 days to go…..but who’s counting?)

 

Work has been more trying than normal the last few weeks……I had a resident threaten my life and the life of some residents this morning…spent a good period of time with a man in blue in my office writing a report…….on the 21st we will be told of the up and coming restructuring of the agency and I was recently told by the director himself that I will need to bid on my job…….all of the managers will.  Scary.  Must remember change is good.

 

Over the 4th (well days prior) I discovered to what extent my poor Oreo has a fear of loud noises……fireworks and/or gun shots in particular.  He worked himself up into a wide-eyed, shaking, mouth foaming frenzy while the fireworks in the neighborhood were being shot off.  He has still not fully recovered because he is now scared to go outside, even to potty.  He has to be drug out in the morning, quickly takes care of business and then barks to come in while he presses himself up to the back door like a 60 lb pancake.  Poor guy…..next trip to the vet will include something to relax my big baby. 

 

Other than that……life has been about the same.

 

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