After a spur-of-the-moment text to Matt involving an empty promise to make it worth his time (paahlease), we packed the SUV and were out the door about 20 minutes after I got home from work... and off camping we went!
While it was lots of fun and I'm always up for a night of camping, it's just not the same when you can't sit in front of the fire with a Miller Lite and chat endlessly about things that are only interesting after a few drinks.
The other downside is that the rough sleeping conditions are magnified when you have to actually fall asleep yourself (without the influence of aforementioned drinks). I just laid there... and laid there... and laid there. It also did not help that sweetie packed 4 dead batteries, making the air mattress pump useless:(
I'm sure we've got a couple more camping trips in our summer plans, but I'd say that those days might be stashed away for a while once the baby arrives. If I could hear every word of the hissing arguement between the couple trying, hopelessly, to erect their "tarp porch" then a fussy baby would surely not be a crowd pleaser.
Everyone have a fantastic and safe Memrorial Day weekend!!!