C-A-M-P

Camp season is here!!!!
Yes, I am a camp counselor.
This is my 4th year working at a camp, my second
year at this one and the first year that I'm actually
looking forward to it.
Why you ask?
Well, this camp is our school's camp.
You can take a look here.
I love our school, the people, the kids, everything about it.
Today is carnival day.
We have a carnival set up for the kids to come, play and
meet their counselors.
I can't wait to meet my kids.
I have a lot to say about camp, both this one and
my previous camp (insert Exorsist music here please).
Stay tuned!

Can you read my mind.....

Dear ________
Apparently you seem to think I am a great clairvoyant.
Thank you for bestowing upon me this distinguished, high-level, majestic moniker.
It pains me to tell you that..... I am but a simple woman.
I am no mentalist.
I cannot predict the future.
The tea leaves in my cup leave me as baffled as the next person.
I am not a prophet, a seer, nor a soothsayer.
I am no more tuned in than anyone else.
So, if you think I should know something then
you should FREAKIN' TELL ME!
Don't expect me to know what is going on in your little mind.
Share you're incredibly ridiculous, insupposable, lame ideas
with me.
I could use the laugh.

Waiting

I do an awful lot of waiting.

I waited for Dylan's class to return from their field trip.
I got there at 7:30 for an 8:00 return.
They got there at 9:10.

I waited for the boy scouts to leave on their rafting trip.
Scheduled time of departure, 3:45.
We were there on time.
We waited for one last kid to get there...at 4:20.

I waited for the boyscouts to return today.
Arrival time, 1:00. I got there at 12:45.
I waited.
And waited.
Finally got a call, 1:25, that they're running late.

So I ran to the golf course to pick Paul up.
He'd be finished at 1:30.
I waited
and waited
I finally called after the boy scouts called.
He was almost finished - 2:00.

I thought about it and I think I wait because
I don't want anyone else to wait.
If I'm late getting Dylan, then someone has to wait
with him until I get there.
I don't think that's right, so I do the waiting.

I also did a lot of waiting when I was a kid.
If I needed to get picked up somewhere, I called
my parents and they took their time getting me.
It made me nuts, but they were doing their thing and
if I needed to be picked up, I had to wait. It was always
at school or the train station and never if someone had
to wait with me. I was also older, a teenager, but I remember
waiting and I hated it. Why couldn't they be at my beck and call.
Why wouldn't they WANT TO be??

So I wait.

Do you do a lot of waiting?

Bad Blogger

I've been a bad blogger and I blame it all on stress.
We have 4 school days left.
You'd think we'd be just lounging around doing nothing, but no.
That's not how it works. Lots of cleaning, packing up, stuff like that.
As for my home life, again, you'd think, "End of school year, hooray!"
Nah.
Baseball playoffs, boy scout camp outs, end of year this and that.
I've had three scrapbooking deadlines in the last two weeks.
I"M STRESSED OUT!
What happened this year??!!!! Last year wasn't like this!!!!!
I guess it's because I'm working now.
Ok, well, I have the next two weeks off then camp starts.
I'm actually looking forward to it this year.
It makes me feel like a kid, which is good because that's how
I act most of the time. Now I have an excuse.

Goodies in the Mail!!!!

Before I share a pic of my goodies I have a PSA

DO NOT, I repeat, DO NOT DRINK ARIZONA DIET GREEN TEA ICED TEA BEFORE BED.
It has caffeine and ginsing, which are good for a zippy zip zip,
but NOT at 3am.

Anyway....look what I got in the mail today:

WORLDWIN is partnering up with Fiskars and asked us if we'd like anything.Well, I took a chance and said, "Yeah, I want this, this, this AND this!"
And I got them all!!!!!
I have wanted to replace my scissors for a very long time.
Every time I look at new ones, and the $$$ I think..."well, mine aren't so bad. So I have to use my teeth to cut string, it's ok."
Now I have new scissors!!! And I'm NOT using them on paper. Nope, no way.
Can't wait to try my new trimmer - love the color, and that other thing...
it's a Click Blade. I can't remember why I wanted it.
Why would I want a click blade?
I don't attend a city school.
I don't ride the subway too often.
I don't mug people......anymore.
Oh well, now I can do all those things and more!

Zen

I'm loving Arizona Diet Green Tea.
Yes it has splenda in it, ok, ok, so what.
I drank some yesterday and I was WIRED.
Couldn't get to sleep until 1:30am.
Got a lot of work done.

Gettin' Crafty

I've been gettin' crafty. I made these last weekend:



I thought my idea was kind of nifty. No, they weren't diffucult or ground breaking but I think they're neat.
I used new paper, Elan Metallics from WorldWin Papers and I LOVE IT.
I really like WorldWin cardstock, love the colors, textures and
LOVE LOVE LOVE the double sided paper.
I received another package in the mail with new product that I have to work with.
Sorry, can't tell you about it but I'll be working all weekend!

You MUST check out Serendipity Kits

Milissa is now offering a mini kit along with her monthly kits. This little baby is GREAT!
I can't wait to get mine. AND the wonderful Kimber McGray, 2007 CK HOFer, worked with it and you have to see what she came up with.

AND as for my challenge yesterday:
check this out. So funny!

Humor Challenge

I've gotten a number of comments and emails saying:
"...never a dull moment with you...."
"The strangest things happen to you."
"...you do not live a dull life..."
"...this can't be true..."
"Where the hell do you live that these things
keep happening to you???"
Well, my friends, guess what.....these things
happen to you too. They happen to all of us.
You just have to try to find the humor in
life. Sure, the girl fainting at the walk-in
medical place wasn't all that funny, and her
cell phone conversation annoyed the shit out
of me, but come on, that's good stuff!
Ok, so I challenge you........(stop rolling your eyes)
TRY TO FIND HUMOR IN SOMETHING THAT
GOES ON IN YOUR LIFE TODAY AND BLOG
ABOUT IT.

The Walk-In Medical Place

I have another sinus infection. I try to avoid
antibiotics when possible, but this little doozy
just wouldn't go away. So of course I admit defeat
on a Saturday. Now, doctor's hours on a Saturday
is rare, but hours on a Holiday weekend??
Forget it. I'm sure my doc was already on the
back 9 by 9 but I needed help so I brought
myself and my box of tissues to the
"Walk-In Open To One And All But Possessing
Only 3 Parking Spots Medical Place."
I know it has a much more official name but I was so
exhausted from the walk from the "closest" parking
spot I could find - down the road - to the
office that I didn't notice. I guess that's why they
call it the Walk-In Medical Place.
Anyway, while waiting to be called, I got to know
the girl sitting across from me.
No, we didn't actually speak, but I learned all about
her medical problem from her cell phone call
to someone who must be deaf or have the TV turned up real high.
I learned that her cut got infected and was oozing
so she needed to get stitched up and get a tetanus shot
and that she hoped she wouldn't get a scar and that
yeah, yeah, she'd call the deaf TV watcher back.
At that point I was called in to an office.
Just as the nurse closes my door we hear....
BAM!
My nurse opens the door and there is my new friend
lying on the floor, out cold, and her chin is bleeding.
Apparently as she passed out and fell, she hit her chin
on the glass table requiring more stitches, and no
doubt, another cell phone call.
So in the end I got my prescription and started
to leave, but I wanted to stop and say goodbye to
my new friend, but she was in her room crying,
REALLY LOUD, so I decided I'd leave her alone.
It was all very exciting.
I think I'll go back this Saturday just for kicks and
see what's up.
I hope I get a parking spot.

Water, water eveywhere!

Our water supply is safe once again.
I was able to run the dishwasher and do a load
of laundry - thank God! I was not about to pour
107 bottles of Poland Spring into the washing machine.
Dylan was so funny, he said he felt like he was on
Survivor, rationing his water.
The kid had 3 Poland Spring sports bottles
next to his bed, WITH HIS NAME ON THEM...
just in case things got really bad.
I'm going to take your suggestions and bake
something for my wonderful neighbor, the one who
brought me the case of water. What a great guy.

Memorial Day weekend.
I need a 3 day-er.
We don't have anything planned.
I'm sure Paul and Dylan will golf.
We'll grill, take it easy and
drink lots of water, because we can.
I have a lot of scrapping to do.
I have assignments due for CHA and I have
some fun new products from WORLDWIN
to play with!
Can't wait!

Good Neighbor, Bad Neighborhood.

So last night, I'm coloring my hair (yes I color my own hair)
and the phone rings.
I ask Dylan to answer it because as I said, I was coloring
my hair and couldn't put my ear to the phone
unless of course we wanted a Warm Reddish Brown phone.
So he answers it, says "She's right here." and
hands me the phone.
Blink.
Blink.
Whatever.
Holding the phone away from my Warm Reddish Brown
ear I say...."Yeah?"
It's Doug down the street.
"Kerry, did you hear about the water."
"Wha?"
"The water is contaminated."
"WHA?" - no seriously, I couldn't hear him.
"Don't use the water, it's contaminated."
WTF?
He continues: "Don't you watch the news?"
"No."
"Well, they're giving out water at the fire station until 9pm."
Now, remember, Warm Reddish Brown....AND it's 8:45.
There is no way I'd make it out of the house for water.
"Well, thanks Doug, but I'm coloring my hair, won't be able to get
out, but thanks again for letting me know that we can die if we drink the water."
Of course the only thing I'm worried about is my morning coffee.
I have about 10 mini bottles of water. How many cups can
I get out of that....x=13 x the sum of y + caffiene.........
Now, our town has an Emergency something or other branch.
Hello??
Could you let us know that our water has poop in it??
An automated phone message?
A flier in our mailboxes?
Heck, even a truck with a bullhorn.
So, as my grey is becoming a thing of the past, Dylan is
trying to convince me that the pasta I made for dinner
is slowly killing him.
Then there is a knock at the door.
Doug.
Doug bearing a case of water.
The guy went into town and got us a case of water!
I yelled my thanks to him from my dining room where I was
hiding, with my Warm Reddish Brown goop and the ripped,
stained 12 year old shirt I wear when coloring my hair.
Seriously, if the guy saw me, he'd take the water back.
Now THAT is a great neighbor.
I have to get him something as a thank you.
I'll think about it as I sit here drinking my coffee.
Great neighbor.

I need more time

I don't have enough time to do the things I need or want to do.
I've decided that 2 more hours a day, say, between
5pm and 7pm would be wonderful.
Ok, so that would bring us to a 26 hour day.
When I figure the new "Kerry Day" into our
current 365 day calendar,
I see that we must get rid of 30 days.
One month.
I would vote for August because it's so hot, but my birthday is
in August and I don't want to miss out on any gifts.
So how about July?
July is hot. Too hot.
Yeah, yeah, Independence Day. Couldn't we celebrate it in April?
All we have in April is Easter and sometimes that's in March!
Independence Day could be a rotating holiday,
depending on Easter.
I am aware that my decision will not bode well with the school
set - vacation and all, but hey, I NEED MORE TIME!
Other possibilities:
January is no good. It's the first month and that's that.
February.....Valentine's Day, President's Day, snow. A possibility.
March - St. Pats Day. Rain. (Easter) Hmmm.
April - April Fools Day. Dylan's birthday. (Easter)
May - no, too pretty.
June - no, can be a good month.
July and August - see above.
September - no because I actually like the smell of new crayons.
October - NO. GREAT HAIR WEATHER
November - Thanksgiving, no way.
December - Christmas - Hello??!!! Nope.
Ok, so what do we do?