So here is what I'm going to try. Instead of playing catch-up all in one big swoop, I'm going to attempt to highlight past events every couple days. I mean, the reason I even write this blog is to keep friends and family (especially those who refuse to do Facebook) updated about the happenings in our family. If my past blogging habits were how anyone was keeping up with me, I could have been eaten by alligators for all they know!
So here we go.
Every year we go camping for the 4th of July. And when I say camping, I don't mean rent a camper and "rough it" on the pull out couch. I mean camp in a tent. Sleep on the ground. Build a fire. Real camping. I do require that there be a bathhouse somewhere nearby, but that's just for basic hygiene. Plus Kenzie would flip out if she had to use the woods as a restroom. The above picture is on the top of a mountain overlooking the Ocoee river.
The cool thing about camping near the Ocoee, is getting to ride bikes or hike down to the river when they close the dam. Then you can play on the rocks and even swim through long rock tunnels underwater. I wasn't brave (crazy) enough to try that last year, but this year I was courageous (insane) enough to take the plunge. Sadly, there is no photographic evidence of this, but Kyle and Erin will confirm that I did it.
Kenzie being pretty
One of the only pictures that exist of me with no makeup (& likely the last you'll ever see)
On a rock near our campsite
The sad thing is, I can't really remember all the amusing stuff that happened while we were there since it's been 3 months ago. I can tell you that a copperhead snake fell out of a tree about 5 feet from the campfire and strangely, Kenzie and I were the only ones that didn't jump out of our chairs. My reasoning was that (in my mind) snakes rarely jump out of a tall tree with the intentions of landing on someone to bite them. I figured that he probably suffered a frustrating fall, was going to shake it off, and then try to climb the tree again. And that's what he did. He did fall 4 more times before reaching whatever height he was going for. Alec was concerned that the snake would somehow make it into his tent while he was sleeping. You know, because snakes can operate zippers and all. . .
The other funny thing was about my car. I had just gotten a new G37 convertible (remember in that earlier post I said it was my last day in the G37? Well this replaced that car. See? Tying all the posts together). We always bring these little speakers that Erin will plug his iPhone into so we can listen to Pandora radio (which is an awesome app if you have never heard of it). Well, he couldn't find the speakers and the iPhone doesn't sound all that great by itself so we decided to put the top down on my car and turn up the radio. That was fine until we realized it was kind of loud so I pulled the car closer to the fire, put the top up, and rolled down the windows facing us so you could really only hear the music from one side. After awhile, I got scared that all the smoke was going to suck into my car and ruin the new car smell, so Erin took a Neat Sheet (kind of like a blue fabric tarp) and anchored it to the top of the car with rocks so it fell over the window like a curtain. And that's how we listened to music every night. I'm going to try to find a picture; I'm pretty sure I have one. It's more comical if you see it- I mean, is it a redneck sound system or is it a cool new car? Who can tell?
It was a fun trip as always. Except for when Kenzie and I were driving back and got rear-ended in the McDonalds drive through. Did I mention my car still had temporary tags? Sometimes I really think our last name is Murphy. At least we have humorous stories to tell.
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