Showing posts with label camping. Show all posts
Showing posts with label camping. Show all posts

Monday, September 7, 2009

I got hurt fingers

Abbey thought the sight of my four bandaged fingers from our camping assault this weekend (the tip of my left index finger, too- which sucks, because it's one of my main hunt-and-peck fingers) was so absurd, I ought to blog about it. So, here it is. Now the world can share in the fun.

Sunday, September 6, 2009

Backyard campout

Live from the campground- in our case, the back yard. just had a fine dinner of roasted Hebrew Nationals, mac and cheese, heirloom watermelon and ice-cold Pilsner-Urquell (Red Bicyclette Rose in Abbey's case). Tiki torches with citronella fuel- de rigeur on campouts here in the deciduous heartland- round out the atmosphere. Dusk approaches; it's time to brush teeth, snuggle up and tell ghost stories.