Weekend Wisdom

Camping is jus tone of those things that I’ve never liked. I mean, honestly. Sleeping on the ground, eating off of sticks, being unhygienic, and fighting off mossies the size of your head, all the whiles repeating the mantra “I’m having fun, I’m having fun, I’m having fun…”. This has –never- appealed to me. That is, until this past weekend. I’ve learned some pretty significant lessons about camping, and in as such, about myself.

#1. There is no event whatsoever that can be truly rained out if you are in the right company.

#2. Rain makes you wet. Deal with it. Clothes dry.

#2. Dirt gets you dirty. Hang up the tiara and grab a whittling stick.

#3. The world really won’t turn its back on you if your hair goes curly and your makeup streaks.

#4. The ratio of fun to object size is allowed to be disproportionate when it’s your 6”6 buddy riding a child’s bike down a muddy slope into a lake. While his girlfriend points and laughs.

#5. Faux nails break, toenail polish chips, cover-up rubs off, hair goes into messy braids, and you can still look good if you smile and laugh at it.

#6. Never underestimate the power of a sunset.

#7. The lake will eventually feel warmer if you suck it up and stick with it.

#8. It is humbling to be outwitted by inanimate objects.

#9. Even a hole in the ground is a good bed if you’re happy.

#10. The amount of dirt accumulated varies inversely to the quality of your shower.

It truly was an inspirational weekend for this so-called princess. Maybe a princess with a secret love of grunge thrown in for zest.


-K

Quote du Jour
“I spent the majority of the night spooning with the root.”
-Jdot