Being someone's bestie means that sometimes you have special duties. One of those duties is to go to Girls Camp when your bestie asks you to be her backup. Somehow she worked it so I was the assistant camp craft director. That's right, camp crafts. Me, 8 cans of spray paint and 100+ teenagers in sweltering heat and humidity equals one wild and crazy good time.
*note...I have no idea why I'm often missing legs in photos...it's creepy.
Natalie was the real rock star of the camp...the real stressed out/under appreciated/ over worked rock star.
As part of the camp craft director privileges I was able to hop from camp to camp to sample all of the crazy camp food...I have no idea what this was, but I ate it...and then got ill...surprise, surprise.
After several days of camp I needed a break from all things Minnesota...so I went to my place of zen: Oregon.
Oh how I LOVE Oregon. I can breathe there. My heart is light there. I laugh there. And I always have so, so, so much fun.
A trip to Oregon isn't complete without a trip to Florence, my favorite coastal town. I love Florence because it's full of randomness. Like these:
What, you ask, are you to look at? How about those two large ziplock bags full of water stapled over the doorway. Why are there bags of water stapled above the door? I have no idea.
Florence is also the place where your kids can get tramp stamps out of a machine...so classy.
No trip to Florence is complete without a trip to Mo's with Sue and Sam (we LOVE Mo's!)
Florence is also concerned about the safety of those who visit. Thus they provide free life vests for kids of all sizes. (Look how adorable Sam and baby bump are!)
And don't forget that Florence is the place where BJ's ice cream shop is next to the Wood Wizard...oh the dirty irony of that!
After we ate our weight in Mo's goodness we headed to the ocean...I LOVE the ocean.
I love Sam and Sue and the ocean.
And the crazy slimy green stuff that grows on the rocks.
Breathtaking
Breathtaking
And uh....breathtaking?
Love this clam!...well, love his shell, may he rest in peace
Mmmmmm BJ's...everyone loooooooves BJ's
Best blackberry revel EVER!
In addition to Florence field trips and clam chowder and oodles and oodles of fun and laughter, I also learned the art of the blow gun...because that's what the Pabst family does when Bradley comes home to play. I love every element of this picture...
Then it was my turn...
And boy was I bad. So bad I lost the dart. How someone can lose a dart with a bright orange tip is beyond me. But I did...go me.
Brad however was FAMAZING!
The guy has blow dart skills!
I love Oregon! ALL things Oregon!
2 thoughts by others:
Latinos say plastic bags with water hung up on the ceiling or doorway keep flies away.
I don't know. That's just what they say.
Next time you go to Oregon, check out Silver Falls State Park. It is east of Salem about 15 miles. You will not be dissappointed.
By the way, I love reading your blogs. You are a facinating writer.
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