Camp KAD...

This past weekend I spent in the mountains. Cherry Log, Ga. to be exact. Nestled in the base of the Blue Ridge Mountains, it is a lovely little mountain getaway. I went there for one purpose this weekend...summer camp. Yep, you heard me right...summer camp. I was part of a special weekend involving women from their mid twenties to their mid thirties. We did nothing this weekend but eat grilled cheese, pancakes, french fries, fried pies, american cheese slices, and vegan chili and it was a blast. We drank too much, cussed to much, and laughed A LOT. We made keychain lanyards with inappropriate words or saying on them. Examples include but are not limited to "eat a dick", "nutz", "balls", "vas deferense", and "boobz guru". I made the boy one that said "foxy jugz". For two days, ten ladies had not a care in the world and I would like to speak for them all and tell you that we had a damn good time.

Things I Learned at Camp:

Pimento Cheese is disgusting

McDonald's fries and my stomach have not met in probably three years and will never meet again. They can't play nice.

I have some social awkwardness that manifests itself in talking too much and cussing too much.

I like sleeping on the floor.

Arts and crafts don't have to be stressful with the exception of ribbon barrettes. Mom, I am SO sorry I made you make those for me.