Family Camp
I'm going away this weekend, but I expect I'll be back on Sunday, and it probably doesn't matter to any of you, but I'm mentioning it anyway, because I have a blog and apparently that's what you do. Yeah. It's called Family Camp--a yearly get-together of a bunch of families from my church and other families from other churches in my denomination. It's always a good time. I've kind of been drifting from my church, lately. No, not kind of--REALLY drifting. So this will be a good time to see if I want to try to, you know, stop that. Or if I should just give up. I have philosophical differences with my church. No, not theological, the theology is excellent, by and large. The differences are philosophical. But yeah, it will be an interesting weekend. Probably also a good one. Maybe even challenging. Probably fun. Certainly exhausting. And very likely smelly. I will return reeking of campfire smoke, sunscreen, mosquito repellent, and sweat, because I'm not even taking showering supplies, because showering while you're at camp is a bit like shoveling snow in a blizzard, and I'm not one for wasting time, really. Also: brownies. We always have good snacks there. And I'm taking my guitar. Just in case.
So yeah. I'll try to post again on Sunday. Maybe not though. I'll be tired. And possibly cranky.
So yeah. I'll try to post again on Sunday. Maybe not though. I'll be tired. And possibly cranky.