Soooo Tired
13/1/08 20:11![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
madrobinsFriday would have been complex enough without the fact that Avocado forgot an important textbook for her weekend homework... this on an afternoon when we had to pack for a weekend at Girl Scout camp, I had to walk over to feed a friend's cat and borrow her car, take SG to a doctor's appointment, and select paint colors for the newly repaired front hallway. By six PM we were on our way to Fairfax, where Camp Bothin is located. It's a former TB hospital that was donated to the Girl Scouts, which means that there are indoor accomodations with heat (sort of) and a kitchen and hot showers and no woodland creatures (well, sort of).
From Friday night onward I cooked and cleaned. Granted, I did so in the company of other Girl Scout parents (mostly, but not exclusively, moms. There was one father who was a killer dish washer). And because Avocado is now a Cadette, I got to sleep in an adjoining room (the Brownie and Junior moms sleep in the room with their charges, which probably exercises a calming influence, but means that they have to deal with the giggles and night terrors and the like. On the other hand, the Cadettes stayed up way late on Friday night, by the sound of it dragging rhinoceri from room to room while giggling loudly. And were all exhausted on Saturday morning, when they had to be dragged from bed to come down to breakfast. Saturday the littler kids made jam and stone soup; the older kids made bread (which is to say they made one batch of bread and the grownups made many more). The troop leader did Cookie Training for those parents who hadn't already been Cookie Trained (yes, the season of Girl Scout cookies is again upon us, and Avocado intends to sell 1200 boxes this year) and there were campfire songs (I had been asked to bring my guitar, and had one of those excellent blank moments when I couldn't remember anything I could play except off-color not-suitable-for-Girl-Scouts songs) and skits, and I got to play a cuckoo in a yodeling song. And yes, the showers were hot. Really, really in-danger-of-scalding-the-unwary hot, which after not so much heating in the rooms, was a very welcome thing.
Oh, and woodland creatures? One of the moms brought her little dwarf rabbit, Lily, who hopped around during the campfire, leaving little rabbit poop and investigating everything. When she emerged from the sofa with a plume of dust on one slender ear, we all exclaimed "Omigod! Dust bunny!" Lily, unphased, went back under the sofa for more dust.
Well, we're home now. Avocado has done her skating team practice and is doing her homework. It's good to be home.
How was everyone's weekend?
From Friday night onward I cooked and cleaned. Granted, I did so in the company of other Girl Scout parents (mostly, but not exclusively, moms. There was one father who was a killer dish washer). And because Avocado is now a Cadette, I got to sleep in an adjoining room (the Brownie and Junior moms sleep in the room with their charges, which probably exercises a calming influence, but means that they have to deal with the giggles and night terrors and the like. On the other hand, the Cadettes stayed up way late on Friday night, by the sound of it dragging rhinoceri from room to room while giggling loudly. And were all exhausted on Saturday morning, when they had to be dragged from bed to come down to breakfast. Saturday the littler kids made jam and stone soup; the older kids made bread (which is to say they made one batch of bread and the grownups made many more). The troop leader did Cookie Training for those parents who hadn't already been Cookie Trained (yes, the season of Girl Scout cookies is again upon us, and Avocado intends to sell 1200 boxes this year) and there were campfire songs (I had been asked to bring my guitar, and had one of those excellent blank moments when I couldn't remember anything I could play except off-color not-suitable-for-Girl-Scouts songs) and skits, and I got to play a cuckoo in a yodeling song. And yes, the showers were hot. Really, really in-danger-of-scalding-the-unwary hot, which after not so much heating in the rooms, was a very welcome thing.
Oh, and woodland creatures? One of the moms brought her little dwarf rabbit, Lily, who hopped around during the campfire, leaving little rabbit poop and investigating everything. When she emerged from the sofa with a plume of dust on one slender ear, we all exclaimed "Omigod! Dust bunny!" Lily, unphased, went back under the sofa for more dust.
Well, we're home now. Avocado has done her skating team practice and is doing her homework. It's good to be home.
How was everyone's weekend?