midweek funny

Some friends just need a little coaxing to come out of their shell. (Ha!)


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I am off on one last summer adventure: camping in the beautiful Redwood tree groves on a nearby mountain. A twenty five minute drive from our home. For some reason my son refuses to consider it as a real camping trip??? Camping for him is a several hour drive to a remote pine tree studded wilderness on some body of water, where there are bears. He wants to smell the trees and crawl into his sleeping bag each night, terrified that a bear will invade our camp. He wants to leave early in the morning, watch dvd's in the car, and be gone for a week.  He wants two boxes of his own special vacation sugar cereal instead of one.
I can't figure out why he cannot agree with me that a twenty five minute drive to a BEAUTIFUL mountain top fragrant with pine trees, with nary a bear around is equally billable as a proper camping trip? A twenty five minute drive. It's every parent's dream drive.
If we forget something we can drive home. Right???

I'll be back on Saturday. Until then, have a fabulous end to your week.
Think of me as I am sitting around a campfire, doing my crossword,
eating a smore, with nary a bear around.