Yea camping!

Camping was as usual fantastic.  Also as usual, things didn't start off as planned.  I actually got off of work 5 hours late, really not on my list of things to do, but that is about par for the course.  It was my "short week" so hours are always welcome......BUT, we're talking "camping here"!!!!  Need I say more to my camping peeps out there.  ;)

So, I was running late and instead of picking up Miss Priss from school and having the tiki hut and the dog ready to roll, we were doing last minute prep work.  Not a great way to start the relaxing weekend, but oh well.  Whatever, have beer will camp!

I hadn't told Miss Priss that we were going camping since I knew of the nonstop pestering that would occur throughout the week.  I have learned and it is totally not worth it.  So, I had been prepping surreptitiously during the week.  I'm actually getting pretty good at it too......."hey Miss Priss.....look, something shiny!"  It's not right, but it is funny ;).

We went to our usual spot, I swear I feel like Norm on Cheers.  It's pretty sad, my phone number shows up the campground's caller id and they are already pulling up my favorite site availability information.....I am so predictable.

The weather was awesome and I actually didn't have to use the AC for the entire trip.  Kind of nice for a change.  It was great to hear frogs at night instead of the drone of the fan/AC.

Oh and there weren't any wasps this time, so Miss Priss was ecstatic.  She *HATES* wasps and the past few trips this summer have been laden with them for whatever reason.  She has never been stung, but these red wasps in Texas are seriously angry looking!  Honestly, it looks like you could shoot them with a BB gun.  Anyway, she was happy.  

Hope everyone had a decent weekend.

Back at work......

Ok, so camping was tits!  We had a great time, in spite of the fact that I had to bring a flight suit with me.  :(  Yeah, I know, WTF is that all about?!  It's difficult to feel "spring break-ish" when you have to bring work with.  So, there was a meeting smack dab in the middle of my trip that was mandatory to attend.  Good times.  Fortunately it didn't last too long and it was back to hammock swinging and doing nothing.  I ate more junk food in the last three days than I have in the last month.  Oh and Red Stripe  ;).  

Here is an account of the kid casualities:  K = no injuries (she got extra Goldfish for that one), J = split lip....pretty impressive actually poor little guy....yeah so he tripped on the monkey bars somehow and attempted to eat the metal bar, and Miss Priss = one cut heel....all taken care of by two bandaids so not too bad.  Adults were unscathed.

So, I'm back at work today for 24 hours of bliss.....let's hope the EMS gods are shining favorably today.  I have quite a bit of paperwork to do and I'm not feeling particularily ambitious (hence blogging instead).  I have to get this crap done because I'm trying to get my a$$ to the beach for the weekend!!

Oh.....and I have a minirant this morning.  I am extremely stupid in regards to the whole "vehicle inspection sticker" crap here in the lovely state of TX.  To begin with, we DON'T have them in Michigan, so I don't remember them!  I know, not a good excuse, but still.  Also, vehicle registration (yes mine is up to date, inspection.....not so much).....in Michigan, the license plate follows you and not your vehicle.  Is expires on your birthday, which is always easy to remember.  Yes, this is leading up to something.  So, I got pulled over for speeding after an uneventful blind date and the 12 year old State Trooper notices that my inspection is grossly out of date.  I get a citation for the sticker and he waives the speeding which was only 4 mph over in my defense.  So, guess what the fine is for this shit?!  $156!!  So, I'm an idiot.  So, I have to get my car inspected....I think I'm going to wear a hot pink Britney Spears wig, some glasses, a fake nose, whatever it takes to avoid my actual identity being revealed!  The last time, it turned into some event where I was chastised by this hooker behind the counter.