It's almost July and in the thick of Lousiana summer. Hot and muggy. And who decides to go camping? This girl.
Friday, after work, I drove out to Slaughter to go camping on the Brian's land. It was such a beautiful drive - country roads and cranked up country music. Perfection. Sydney, Camille, Sarah, Becca and I braved the heat for a one night camping trip.We had so much fun and ate way too much yummy food. We ate HUGE pieces of watermelon, then made scrumptious foil dinners. Seriously one of my favorite meals ever. For dessert we made homemade ice cream and dump cake (cake in a dutch oven with all kinds of yummy berries and fruit). I think we all ate so much we were about to burst.
After our feast, we sat around the fire talking and laughing. We were right by this little creek and it was very picturesque. Well, except for the smell of cow manure. Did I mention that we were in a cow field? I didn't actually SEE any cows, but I heard them and I sure smelled them. We were dodging cow patties all evening. Anyway, we were sitting around the campfire when Riley and Sam tried to scare us. We suspected someone would try to get us, so they didn't really scare us. Riley had a deer call or something, and although I think it was supposed to scare us, mostly it just gave us warning that they were there. Then Sam came out in a ghillie suit, which probably would have scared the bejeebies out of me if we hadn't been tipped off by the deer call.
Eventually we crawled into the tent to go to sleep (around 1:30-2:00 a.m.). Not long after (around 3:00 a.m.) my bladder was about to burst. How annoying. So I crawled back out of the tent, avoiding cow patties, and ventured off to relieve myself. I'm not a fan of peeing outside. I am very thankful for plumbing. Indoor plumbing.
In the morning we packed up camp and went to Camille's house for breakfast. We had such a good time. I wish I could remember even half of the funny things that were said. Such a blast. A very, very hot blast.