I have a outlook folder at work that makes me happy. I look through it when I am frustrated with the cubicle world I find myself in. It's my favorite folder, followed by folders "I am a star" and "warm fuzzies".
We are Abby, Sara, Amanda, Stephanie, Shannon, Rachel, Lindsay, and Kate. We work together. We camp together. We began camping in 2008; we played ladder golf, we ate cookies made over the fire, and hunkered down in one tent to play games during a pretty wet rainstorm. The following year, 2009, began with tracking down lost GPS guided fellow campers and ended with tye-dying CIGNA-riffic t-shirts.
I am very excited for 2010's trip. April 16th came and the trip is already planned and reservations made! Duluth is the destination. I have sworn to make cookies, we will do some rock collecting, some birthday celebrating and exploring of Duluth.
Good times.
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Friday, April 2, 2010
the infamous SPAM cook-off
I am laying on my side, my top leg at an angle, my arms all tangle in wierd configurations.
I look over and say, "oh hey, I haven't seen you in a while"
"Hey, How are you! Any plans for your spam campout this year", the response.
"oh!", says the deep voice from above, "take a deep breath in now, and ouuuut." craaack. "that's a good one. So you're the one with the spam and camping?!"
Yes, Hulking Riley the chiropractic intern, I am the one.
and Yes, Dr. Brad, there are plans for this year.
Last September, there was a Howk/Dauer/Ingvaldson camping trip. The mission, to bring spam to a new level. There was a competition. Entries for breakfast, lunch, dinner, and snack.
One of my favorite parts of the whole experience was the complete committment that Barrett put into developing a meal entry for the weekend. It involved time, recipes, trips to the hardware store, intestines and grilling.
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Bringing the indoor outdoors
I was just reminded by my kindred spirit, Stacy, of a fond memory.
Tie up the joy of camping, reluctance of being hot and roughing it, and a station wagon.
This is what you get.
Tie up the joy of camping, reluctance of being hot and roughing it, and a station wagon.
This is what you get.
- an electric campsite.
- an area rug
- recliners
- extension cord and rotating area fan.
- popcorn maker
- tv for movies outdoor
- wierd looks from the "neighbors"
ahhhh camping; the possibilities are endless.
Anticipation
It's March. The birds are nesting. The air is warm.
You all know where my thoughts are turning.
CAMPING.
I am excited to sit around the fire. create awesome meals. wake to the sun shining through the tent walls and hearing birds. Recharging with friends. sitting. reading. walking.
I am looking forward to sharing my adventures.
You all know where my thoughts are turning.
CAMPING.
I am excited to sit around the fire. create awesome meals. wake to the sun shining through the tent walls and hearing birds. Recharging with friends. sitting. reading. walking.
I am looking forward to sharing my adventures.
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