My dog has pancreatitis
and is now on as many pills as Melinda. Awesome! ‘Specially when the pill gets stuck on Kona’s tongue, cause then she drools and slobbers everywhere. For like a half hour. Awesome x2!
Melinda and I are going tent camping this weekend. A year back when this reservation was made for a spot at Devil’s Lake, Melinda assured me that she’d been tent camping before, so she knows what to do and stuff. I have also been, as I was in the Boy Scouts for many years and have my share of eventful tent-camping memories (none of which involve hanky-panky with scout masters or other scouts). I’ve set up tents, started fires, cooked over a campfire, etc. While setting up the tent this weekend, Melinda was all about reading the instructions verbatim and stuff. Me, not so much. I glanced at it, but that was about it. If you’ve set up one tent, you’ve set up every tent. Put the poles together, slide them in the slots, stick them in the ground, add tent steaks where necessary. After the third dumb question about setting the tent up, I asked her, “Have you ever set up a tent before?” To which she replied, “No, but I have been tent camping though.” “Um, ok. Correction: you’ve slept in a tent, you haven’t been tent camping. There’s a difference.” So I guess what I’m saying is that this weekend is going to be awesome …something.
