I was invited to go camping this weekend. It’s been so long. I can’t wait. Boy this came on time. I needed some nature and a change of scenery. For those who know my OCD issues I’m sure you’re probably going, “How will Aussie deal with no upscale restroom facilities?” Well, my restroom issues are centered on my own restroom not the restroom of others. So, there’s no real issue when I go out in public or anything like that. The issue is my own restroom and letting others use it. I don’t foresee any OCD panic attacks where I prematurely call Hasmat or scream “You ‘re triflin. You people were raised by apes, apes I say apes.” I don’t expect that at all.
So, we’ll leave Friday morning and come back late Sunday evening. There’ll be fishing and stuff like that too. I haven’t been fishing in a good 10 years or longer. They’ll have to put the worm on the hook cause I’m not touching that nasty thing. I’ll be fine with cleaning the fish but they’ll have to deal with the worms. Yuck! I haven’t roasted marshmallows in years nor have I had a roasted hot dog since I was a little kid. I can’t wait. Oh I so can’t wait. I do have to wonder how on earth I’m going to do my hair out there in the wild.
J of A
Campfire Days-Thursday, October 09, 2008-1:17PM EST
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