Wednesday, March 12, 2003

It was in the 70s today, after months of bitter cold that even I have tired of. And although I miss the snow, I'm super-excited about the prospect of going camping this weekend.

Fajitas. Scatter cakes. Wine out of the bottle.

S'mores. Washers. The Woodman and "I Don't Care" dances.

One of the reasons I'm really, really glad to have another year in Wichita is to give me time to go camping with friends again. (And, no, I never thought I'd number nights at Winfield Lake as some of the best ever.)

If only there were some way to have snow and 70-degree weather.


Post a Comment

<< Home