weekends.

So, this weekend was pretty much stinkin awesome. Saturday was a great day, as usual. Sock War was themed Mission Imsockable III. After Sock War, we had lunch and rest period, blah blah blah. Skills were in the afternoon, but then time for Carnival came. It was funny and a little awkward when the people showed up to set up the inflatable games, because one of the campers walked by them and goes, "What up, carnies?" Like I said, awkward, but hilarious. All the girls showed up and I got in the dunking booth, which was almost unbearable. I mean, the water was frigid. I was terrified of going in every time. Fortunately, the children who waited in line were terrible at throwing a baseball, and I only went in like 6 or 7 times. However, that was enough to require a really hot shower before I came back down for Carnival. It was fun hanging out at Carnival because I got to hang out with my sister, which was awesome in two ways. First, there is the obvious benefit of getting to spend time with her. However, I have to admit that there was also an ulterior motive. She was spending copious amounts of time with hormonal boys. By hanging out with her, I prevented her from furthering those relationships. She did, however, ask me to take her picture with one of the boys. I took the picture, but the kid wouldn't smile. After like two tries, I was just like, "Dude, do you possess the ability to smile?" He tried... but it still didn't really work. I was a little disappointed. I walked around, tellin my children to get Ron dollars, which they did pretty dang well. Cabin 3 won Mystery Late Night Dinner, so I eagerly anticipate the stories that will come out of that trip. We put the kids to bed, and then we had a party on the dock for the staff. It was themed TV Land and everyone dressed up as a different TV character. I was the White Ranger from Power Rangers... obviously. There were some amazing costumes, including the four girls who dressed up as the Golden Girls. It was... interesting. They were the hottest women ever. Is that weird? I mean, not that I wanted to make out with them or anything, ok? That's not what I was saying... umm... Ok, moving on. The party was great. Chicken wings, bug juice, crazily dressed staff members. What more could you ask for? Not much, clearly. I went to sleep after that, which was great because we sleep in on Sundays. I woke up a little early, showered, and then did the breakfast, meeting, church thing. It was cool. Staff meeting was uneventful, but then we encountered the meal to rival all meals at Camp Ridgecrest. Roast beef, biscuits, mashed potatoes, green beans, sweet tea, and pie. I mean, how much more southern could it get? I was in heaven the entire time. Then, we had the most efficient staff meeting ever, and had a little rest period. I sat out in front of the Lake Lodge with Noah, the nurse's son and watched some Conference Center staffers blob. They decided that they were above the rules, so they did not wear life jackets or go off the correct side of the blob. I was sitting with Ron, and he didn't like it very much. Then, a girl and her friend came to blob with the others, and she thought it was appropriate to park her car in the middle of the road. Clearly, this became a problem quickly. So, we announced in the most passive-aggressive way possible that the owner of the white Saturn needed to come move her car from the middle of the road immediately. She did, and it was funny. While we were outside, we told Noah that he couldn't come to Nibble Nook with us because he had blond hair. We told him that a new rule was in place stating that blond children weren't allowed inside. We tried to prove it by dividing every tribe that came down into blond and non-blond children. He didn't think it was all that funny, though. But that was ok, because we sure did. My kids were a little confused though. We got them all lined up and walked on over to Nibble Nook, where they gorged themselves on ice cream and anything else they could manage to buy. They go freakin crazy in that place. They literally buy so much disgusting food! If they at like that more than once or twice a summer, they would die of heart disease at 20. I just buy myself a little fountain drink and watch the show unfold. Fountain drinks are my one little slice of normalcy here. I don't know why, but they have become my favorite treat this summer. When everyone else gets ice cream and desserts, I treat myself to a little Coke from the fountain. It's very nice. Last night, we had Council Ring. I had the worst song I have had all summer, which was due in part to the fact that my kids are overwhelmingly ADD, but also because it just wasn't written all that well. I almost didn't get to sing it because I sassed our camp director pretty badly. It was funny, but I may have crossed the line. We went to Denny's after Council Ring, and dealt with the angry mo for a manager that they have there. He was poorly dressed and angry at life. Oh well. The food was good.