Fall is officially here in Southern Indiana. I actually wore my "God Rocks" sweatshirt out to soccer pictures tonight. I love sweatshirt weather. I love fall: pumpkins, leaves, hayrides, scarecrows...all that autumn-y stuff. And in keeping with the fall theme, I am going CAMPING this weekend with my S.O.! One of the best parts of camping is huddling around the campfire, eating hot dogs and s'mores. ( I have been promised s'mores!)
While my guy is a veteran camper, I have not been camping much. I was a camp counselor at a Girl Scout camp one summer when I was in college, but we slept in cabins. And we hiked to the lodge for our meals, although I DID hike a lot, learn to canoe, complete the Polar Bear Club badge (which meant jumping into the lake every morning before breakfast for a week!), and we DID cook around a fire about once a week.
But I've been out of college (gulp!) almost 20 years. Since that time, I have been camping with my kids a handful of times, but someone else was always in charge and I was just along for the ride. Which is pretty much the case this time. Baron is doing all the planning and the prep, he's getting there early and doing the setup, and he's doing all the cooking. (Did I mention he promised me s'mores?)
So, I've been to the woods before. The difference, for me, is that I've never gone camping as a couple, just me and the guy. Now, Baron is apparently a camping cassanova...he even went camping on his honeymoon, not to mention he has wooed various women into the woods since then. But this is new to me.
I am really looking forward to it. It should be a fun, interesting, and (hopefully) romantic experience. But say a little prayer for me anyway! (grin)
Sidenote: As the title of this post denotes, this makes 6 days in a row that I've put up a post. I guess I will have to break my string this weekend when I'm in the woods, but it's fun posting more often. I will keep it up when I get back.