I survived Young Women's Camp! As noted in my previous post, I was not looking forward to it. Not that I don't love the girls, 'cause I do. I guess I just don't love all the inconveniences of trying to live in nature. I did, however, learn a few new skills I had not previously known:
- I learned how to light - and cook on - a propane-fueled camp stove. I somehow became the camp cook (although not previously assigned) so that was a good skill to acquire.
- I learned that a container of wet wipes makes it possible to take a quick "bath" in the privacy of an outhouse.
- I learned the importance of closing the toilet lid and layering it with well-placed, clean toilet paper strips so you have somewhere clean to place your belongings while taking said "bath".
- I learned the art of balancing on one foot while putting on clean underwear and clothes in the outhouse.
I'm thinking Napolean Dynamite would be happy for me knowing that I have skills.
Dixie
