Camping

This past weekend, the hubby and I went camping with my parents, my brother, and his girlfriend. Matt and I both got off work early Friday. He got off earlier than I did and had most of our stuff packed and ready to go when I got home.

Friday night my dad cooked some fish in his dutch oven and I made some cheese dip. I went to bed semi-early. Maybe I should tell you here that, to me, camping means sleeping in a tent. Mom and Dad have a camper and we could have stayed in there but I wanted to "rough it." Well, about 4 in the morning it starts raining. Not just sprinkling either.I just knew the tent was going to start leaking at any time. And it was cold. Too cold to sleep. I pretty much tossed and turn until 7:30 when I heard my dad cooking breakfast.

When I got up there was a puddle outside the tent. It stopped raining early that morning though and then it was beautiful out. Before the ground dried up, Ozzy had a blast playing in the puddles and then jumping on my lap.

Once, it warmed up we went hiking and saw a snake. I hate snakes. Dad and I did some mushroom hunting and found zero. Saturday evening my dad cooked a ham and some taters and mom made green bean casserole and cooked cabbage. I'm not usually a big fan of ham but this stuff was awesome.

We ate ourselves into a coma and took a nap until 8 or so. Then Dad and Matt and I sat around the fire and drank a ton of beer. It was a good time. Yesterday we got home and I did four loads of laundry and laid around on the couch most of the evening. I think Matt and I are going to look into getting a camper. I want a Scamp. They are little hippie campers.

Spring break is over and it's back to class for me tonight. Hope everyone had a great weekend!

Bingo

Last night we went to our first bingo outing of the season. (That's right bingo has a season). The season is during the winter when there is nothing going on. I talked here about possibly becoming obsessed with bingo. I'm afraid that is probably going to happen.

The group of people we go with get t-shirts made every year. This year they are red with yellow letters (not my choice of colors but oh well). Oh the front they say I 22 and on the back they say O 69 and whatever bingo nickname you want. I found a bingo nickname generator by googling bingo names. (I maybe be obsessed with google too but that's a different story). My bingo nickname is Sparkplug. Matt choose to have Johnny Popper put on his shirt. One girl in the group has "B-4-What" on hers. I like that.

So when the caller who's name is Dwayne calls I 22, the people we go with obnoxiously say "Dwayne wears a 22." And if O 69 is called they say 69. Its kinda like in a low monotone voice.

When we got there several people said they liked the new shirts and said they were wondering when the group would be back. The first time they called O 69 and we all said it the old folks were clapping. I think they like the excitement the group brings to the table.

Matt and I didn't win anything. One of the girls with us won $25 during a lightening round. We had a great time. This bingo is at the KC Hall and there is a bar there so you can go to the bar and get a bucket o' beer and bring it into bingo. I drank just enough to have the giggles without having a headache today.

I'm hoping to hit the jackpot at some point. And if when I do, I will be calling into work on Friday.