back from camp

Saturday we returned from a family camping trip in Connecticut. It's amazing to me that I am now bringing my family to the same campground that I went to when I was a kid. And even more amazing that this is the same place that my grandmother took my mother to when she was little! As much as I love exploring new places, it's also comforting to go back to the same place year after year, and reflect on not only how much the campground itself has changed, but how we all have changed and grown over the years.

This year seemed to be the "baby explosion" year. Our campsites looked like a daycare came by and threw up all over the place. Babies and toys abounded. On the way home Jeremy and I laughed at ourselves for bringing our books and magazines. Our trip was anything but leisurely. We did manage to create a few fond memories however.

Here are some highlights:

night time convos

Welp, it happened again.

11:35pm in bed lights out

Me: Honey, you still awake?

Jeremy: (mumbling) uh, sorta

Me: Good, can I tell you real quick something that happened at work today? I totally forgot to tell you but it was really cool and I just lay here and think about all the conversations of my day, and anyway, can I tell you quick or are you too tired?

Jeremy: (faining interest) um, ok

Me: So today I was talking to a co-worker and ...(proceeds to tell story that I think is 1 minute but more like 5)...so anyway, I think I encouraged her to go to church, isn't that cool?

Jeremy: (no response)

Me: Honey?

Jeremy: oh yeah, that's great honey, ok goodnight.

Me: I know you're tired, I just get so excited about stuff at night (now talking to myself) and I don't have anyone to share it with, so anyways, goodnight! Thanks for listening.

I don't know what my deal is. I can't seem to go to bed at night, and I can't seem to wake up in the morning. I lay in bed, my mind racing as I process the thoughts of the day. It amazes me how quickly my husband falls asleep when he lays down. It's like there is a switch on his ear that goes "foink" the moment his head hits the pillow and it propels him into deep REM full snore sleep.

I on the other hand am left awake with my thoughts, or a book. And then in the morning when he wakes early to have some coffee and read, I am rearranging all bedding and pillows for optimum comfort and to strategically block out every possible ray of sun so as not to disturb my sleep.

Maybe one of these days we will get on the same schedule. In the meantime, I'll have a lot of stories to share on the internet - it stays up all night!

Blessings,
C