I am spending the week at Camp Komoniwannahula….read it phonetically and you’ll understand why everyone is wearing Hawaiian skirts. I wish I could claim credit for the name!
Day camp is a very sadistic event. Foolish people who are guilted into volunteering spend the day shuffling a group of whiny, hot, sweaty, tired six and seven year old girls all around the camp while pretending to be enthusiastic about it and pretending they are not also whiny, hot, sweaty and tired. The little girls used bow and arrow sets. They made leis. They learned how to camp. I sweated away 2/3 of my body.
Today can only be more fun than yesterday. I believe it is supposed to be slightly hotter, if that’s even possible. Today may be the day I run screaming into the deep woods of Shelby county, never to be heard from again. So if I don’t post again, you’ll know why!!!