I drove 4 hours to watch an outhouse burn…

Well…I’ve successfully managed to completely and utterly forget/not remember/avoid/become too busy/not post anything here on my blog. How talented is that, eh?

So what prompted my sudden urge to write in my blog again? Um…possibly because I had an awesome weekend at camp that I want to blog about, or the fact that I got new glasses so now I can see when driving after dark…or the fact that I’m going to Arizona next week…or the small, unobtrusive, yet quite frank (more like a sarcastic, backhanded, annoying, frownie-deserving (frownie…NOT brownie)…) *suggestion* from Kevin…*throws kleenex box at Kevin* Did you HAVE to remind me that I haven’t blogged for almost two months???? I suppose the fact that you wrote in your blog 3 weeks ago (to the day) saved you from being accused of being a hypocrite (unfortunately it didn’t save you from the kleenex box)…

@Kevin: Well…I had to say something that would justify throwing a kleenex box at you…lol But thanks for the reminder (and now you’re thinking…hmm…she has a funny way of thanking a person…yeah well…you killed my fish…just remember that )

On to more exciting topics…like…outhouses! lol Yeah I do lots of crazy things…this weekend probably topped everything so far though. We drove up to Rockwood Acres (also referred to (by me) as “camp”…lol) Saturday morning for an outhouse burning. I think I can safely assume that of all my friends, I was the only one celebrating Thanksgiving by going to an outhouse burning…well except for Matt and Jake. But they’re Clemens. That explains a lot. (And they’d probably say “Yeah…Laura…she’s…Laura. That explains a lot…”) Anyways. Went up to camp, it started to pour (it was kinda an icky day) but that didn’t stop family portraits in front of the old outhouse, nor the burning itself. The outhouse had been pulled out into the volleyball court (away from the trees darn…well Uncle Jim just wanted to burn the outhouse…not the entire camp…). In front of the outhouse was a couch (also to burn) and on the couch, Guy Fox. I do not remember the significance, nor who the heck Guy Fox even is (I was told, but like usual, in the mornings, it went in one ear, out the other…) So as Uncle Jimmy was lighting the outhouse (which had been covered in gasoline), some guy (yeah…it was pretty obviously a guy thing to do this…although I likely would have thought this cool to do as well, had I been awake a bit more…) tossed a full gas can inside the outhouse as the door was being closed. Heehee… In spite of the rain, the outhouse burned. And boy, did it burn. Here’s a couple pictures…

When the outhouse was first lit…

Lots of fire …

Almost all gone (it was so hot it even burnt the metal roof)…

This is all that was left…

Oh, and of course, Nick’s superior camera skills at work… (L to R: Jesse, Jake, me, and Matt)

And then me proving that, despite the fact that my arm isn’t as long as Nick can stand away from us, my camera skills are better…

So after the outhouse burning, we had lunch, played games, Jake lost one of my cards, I found it, Donald laughed, we had lots of fun. And to top it off, I got to drive home. No speeding tickets! lol We had a great thanksgiving, had lunch at my grandparents on Sunday (I fell asleep on the couch and slept all afternoon…that’s the first time in years I’ve taken the time to/actually been able to do that…)

So I got my new glasses today…my prescription actually decreased, which was kinda weird…but nice! And I decided I didn’t quite feel safe enough driving without glasses after dark…in the day I’m fine, but after dark I can’t always see all the deer and raccoons and porkypines (yes I KNOW I spelled that wrong…it was intentional…cuz I don’t know how else to spell it…lol)…and I’d prefer not to run over random animals that I have no idea what they are. I’d rather seem ‘em before I hit ‘em. So far though, I’ve only hit frogs…nice squishy squashy frogs Yes…my glasses are pink!! LOL I wasn’t even planning on getting pink ones…and at first I was kinda like, ew…pink glasses? But they’re pink and black…and are actually pretty cool. Here’s a picture of them…(and no…you’re not going to get a picture right now of them ON me…cuz I’m having a bad hair day…LOL hey…that excuse works…)

Anyways…I have to go do some packing now…we’re leaving Sunday morning for Phoenix, Arizona at 3am (that means Saturday night…lol). Cheap flights are early. Too early. But cheap is good. And in this case, cheap + cool destination = early is kinda ok. I shall post more on my trip and pictures from the GC (Grand Canyon), apparently along with a picture of me doing something crazy/funny at the Grand Canyon (especially for Sam…hopefully I don’t fall IN the canyon while taking this picture…), as well as a picture of me climbing a palm tree (and you have Kevin to thank for that one…lol )

Ok…so I did have time to type that up. Ya happy?

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