Ever since before I was born my family has gone camping.
I love to sleep outside and cook over a fire.
Now I would not love to do this on a 24/7 routine, but for a week, once a year, I am in heaven.
I love the peace of no TV or telephone.
The smell of bacon in the morning sets the mood for a wonderful day.
I enjoy creating a delicious meal for my family using the fire and a few simple tools, it makes me feel content.
I like being able to sit under a tree with a good book and not feel the need to go anywhere.
I like that my children can run and yell and carry on all day long.
I enjoy stories and songs around the campfire in the evening.
It is true that camping is a bit of work to get ready, but over the years I have gathered plastic bins that stay packed with supplies.
It is true as well that cleaning up after is a chore, but I have a wonderful washing machine, and it is camping gear, it will wait on the deck while I get the job done.
This year I am camping with the girls from church, I am the cook.
My husband is worried about me, I am thrilled for the opportunity.
Yesterday I practiced baking brownies in a cardboard box with charcoal, they were yummy--totally amazing.
Today I make the last minute lists to be sure I don't forget anything--old brains need a little help.
Tomorrow we load it up and start a fun adventure.
I am so excited.