Listening to The Beatles - In My Life
The new school year is about to start, yet I will not be attending. I've graduated from a high society of academics, and where does it leave me. It all depends on my luck in the near or even closer future. So far, this summer has been one of my brightest and most happiest. I have someone to share almost every moment of it. Recently, Aivy and I went camping at Lake Camanche, also where I've gone many times as a child, for a good amount of time as our new york trip. This time, there were no sites to see, no restaurants to visit, no special monuments that were destroyed. We just set up our purple dome of a tent together. I expected to have trouble putting together the tent with Aivy because it was really windy. But, my bebble showed as much patience as I did. -Thank You Bebble- This year, I finally decided to use an air mattress, and did it work! My back never felt better. For those of you who don't know, I have a fragile back.
I would think that most of my thinking habits goes to wondering if Aivy is ok, or if she is comfortable with the surroundings I bring her into, as she does for me. I don't necessarily force her to do anything out of the unusual, or out of the usual. Her freedom is her's to control. I was happy that she enjoyed most of the camping trip with me, except for that damn water splashin' us in our faces. Quick fear: When I'm in water that you can't see under, I'm frightened. I would easily jump into the water and maybe float for awhile, but I start to become terrified when my feet aren't touching ground. I feel as if something or someone is going to just grab my leg or ankle and drag me down. -shiver-
The food that we prepared for the camping trip was great: marinated chicken, hamburger patties, jack london marinade for our chewy steaks, lots of liquids, and a box of plasitic fingers. Sleeping at ten-thirty each night and waking at eight-thirty in the morning was quite amazing. Well, with the help of the sun blazing on the our purple dome of a tent, I couldn't bare the heat, incrediblly, Aivy stayed with the super warm feeling for an extra hour or two each morning. The nights were astonishing because the moon beamed across the darkened sky and luminated the earthy terrain.
This year, I didn't spend most of the time with the main camp, which wasn't very different from spending time with them because I hardly talk, I 'observe'. I actually remained with the 3-campers of choice on our #89 campground. And yes, they do fight a lot, over nothing. But that's a whole different blog. At least, I know for sure that if Aivy and I went on a camping trip along just the two of us, we'll manage to grab hold of the situation and live out the time there with much relaxation. Until next time kids, be alert and watch out for that darn Blaster Worm virus.