I hope you have your food storage in order because you’re going to need it. Soon.
How soon? You ask.
Well, no one knows the day or the hour but I’ve been watching the signs and I’d say you’d better make sure you have enough Morning Moo for the family within the next few days, a week at the most.
How do I know? Well, let me tell you.
I went hiking today. And if that’s not a sign of the end of days I don’t know what is.
For those of you who don’t know me very well or who haven’t known me for more than a year, let me ‘splain. I’m not really what you would call the outdoorsy type. I was raised with the belief that mankind had been through thousands of years of technological advances so that I wouldn’t have to sleep on the ground, or share my meals with the flies or *ahem* cook over an open flame (my father was resistant even to grilling) and so that I could have things like indoor plumbing and computers. And that’s a belief that I proudly held for years.
Until this year when I made a resolution to take my family, my kids specifically, on some kind of vacation this year. To begin with I was thinking Disney and then I looked up prices for Disney. So then I was thinking … I don’t know, something else but well, frankly I couldn’t afford that either. You know what I could afford? Camping. So I took a deep breath; got off my high horse (figuratively as I’ve never actually ridden a horse) and took the kids camping. We’ve been twice and with the notable exception of the lantern attack it’s gone really well. Well enough that we were planning on going again this weekend, to a campground that’s far(ish) away, for two nights. This is serious commitment people!
Unfortunately, the Infantile Delinquent choose Wednesday night to spend puking and Thursday to be feverish and snuggly (which is semi-delightful for a mom but mostly really sad.) Not to be outdone, The Baby spent the majority of Thursday night screaming and when Sean broke down and took him in to the ER (at about 2:30 this morning) we discovered that he had two enormous ulcers running down his throat (apparently this is somewhat common and not a sign of anything other than a lot of pain for the next few days). We got him some meds and his pain seems to be fairly well managed but there wass no way I was taking him camping, especially not someplace far(ish) from home, with something like that going on.
So camping’s out at least for tonight, but my kids have just been sitting around the house for three weeks. And while that’s really short for a summer break (as previously discussed) it’s plenty of time for the intake of Suite Life on Deck to reach critical levels. I had to get them out of the house. I had to get out of the house. And because Sean hasn’t been paid in about a month (and because I’m cheap and we had already paid for a campsite that we’re not using) it had to be something free.
So I took my two oldest kids and we hiked. We did the Silver Lake loop and just like the reviews I read, it was steep (and that sucked) but actually, it wasn’t too bad. The kids whined a fair amount and they were each reduced to tears at least once, but I figure that’s about par for the course. It’s four(ish) miles and we did it in a little under three hours and no one died or even ended up very seriously maimed. So altogether I’m calling it a win.
But seriously, if I were you I’d make sure I had my affairs in order. Just in case.
Since you asked:
If you look close you can see the cut from the lantern-> Poor sick Baby