Hey blog readers of all shapes, sizes, ethnicities, preferences, and attitudes: I hope memorial day is treating you as well as it is treating me! I’ve been busy, per usual, but all good things must come to an end. Let me fill you in:
My family has always camped, but our ways have lessened from the hardcore tent and out houses to a lodge in a camp ground with a spa.
Guess which I prefer?
Anyways. It’s obvious, I love glamour camping. I’m tan, relaxed, and even though I’ve suffered sleeping on a futon it’s been great. I’m not home, even though I’m still in the middle of nowhere, but we’re having my favorite food (Nana’s pasta and broccoli) for dinner and I have a view of beautiful life guards if I get bored.
It gets better. This next sentence is the reason I am writing this blog; documenting a life changing occurrence.
I’M GOING SHOPPING AT THE OUTLETS WITH MY FATHER FOR MY FATHER WITH AN UNLIMITED BUDGET.. This budget is within reason, but assumed to be a thousand dollars or more.
I’m kinda thrilled. My dad’s idea of shopping has always consisted of vitamins when we go to the mall on a 30 min painful trip.
NOT ANY MORE.
Muahahahahaha.
I’m so happy. I really could get used to glamour camping.
Allison