Blue Kid went camping for the weekend with three of his friends. They are going to be more than an hour and a half away for the next three days. When they were in the driveway this morning getting ready to leave, our neighbor, Joe, started regaling them with stories from his youth. Like all the times (every weekend) he drove from Philadelphia to New Jersey with his friends because in New Jersey, they could drink all the beer they wanted! While Joe was entertaining us all with his lively stories, The Skimmer was pounding on the side of the camper, loudly wanting to know if all the girls they had inside were all okay.
Obviously, those two were drowning out my pleas.
"Be careful."
"Please text us."
"Drive safe."
"Watch for bears."
"And hoodlums."
"Are you gonna make s'mores? I can get you marshmallows. S'mores are good."
WHICH OF COURSE MADE ME THINK OF FIRE.
"Are you going to make a fire?! Be careful if you make a fire."
"Text us, okay?"
"Drive safe."
"Please be careful."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, okay, okay, okay," they said, and off they went.
The three of us stood in the driveway talking about Blue Kid's upcoming high school graduation. Only 10 days away. And in a few minutes, Blue Kid and his friends were back. As they rounded the corner, Joe said, "Must've forgot the bong."
Which brings me to the video up top. (Courtesy of one of my favorite bloggers ever -- Patti Digh.) Please go read Patti's whole post. She ends it this way:
This simple action Saturday is so simple, and not: love yourself. love your life.
Okay. Let's go.
I CAN DO ANYTHING GREAT! LIKE NOT IMAGINING BEARS! OR BEERS! OR GIRLS! LET'S THINK OF S'MORES! LIKE, I LOVE MY WHOLE FAMILY! NONE OF THEM WOULD EVER DO ANYTHING ROTTEN! AND NOTHING ROTTEN WOULD EVER HAPPEN TO THEM! ESPECIALLY WHILE CAMPING! NO BEARS! NO BEERS! NO GIRLS! LET'S THINK OF S'MORES! I CAN DO ANYTHING GREAT! LIKE LIVE IN DENIAL! I CAN DO THAT BETTER THAN ANYONE ELSE! I LOVE MY LIFE!
WOOT!
I dunno if I can love my life with no bears, no beers, and no girls.
Posted by: zombie rotten mcdonald | May 15, 2010 at 04:09 PM
Where did they go? How fun...I remember doing that with my friends....What a memory...Jack and I had a blast, forget the bears, the bears and there were guys and gals....Don't Worry Blue...
Posted by: yaya | May 15, 2010 at 04:19 PM
What a video!
Awesome, BG.
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Posted by: ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© | May 15, 2010 at 05:12 PM
I'm down with no bears. One bear can ruin your whole day. And I can live with no beers, too. But no girls? No girls? Do you really want no girls for Blue Kid? Anyway, I'm pretty sure if they find girls in the forest, they are going to keep them. Otherwise who'd make the s'mores?
Posted by: Larry Jones | May 16, 2010 at 03:04 AM
Otherwise who'd make the s'mores?
Sexist s'mores comment!
No Justice, No Peace!
Also, lol @ I'm pretty sure if they find girls in the forest, they are going to keep them.
Posted by: blue girl | May 16, 2010 at 08:24 AM
Love the video, that little girl has it all goin' on!!
Posted by: Jenny | May 16, 2010 at 10:38 AM
There's a difference between sexism and realism. Boys don't make s'mores. Boys eat s'mores. Did you ever get together with boys and make s'mores? I don't think so.
Posted by: Larry Jones | May 16, 2010 at 08:09 PM
I've never made s'mores, with or without boys!
On a different note, anyone Typepaders out there having problems copying text into the posting area on Typepad's awesome (not) dashboard? I wrote a post last night and paragraphs of copy would not copy over???
Posted by: blue girl | May 18, 2010 at 07:50 AM
BG, camping is only dangerous if you're fornicating out of wedlock near a haunted lake. At least, that's what I learned in the movies.
Posted by: Brando | May 19, 2010 at 09:12 PM