If you're one of my non-Canadian friends, I'm sure you are baffled by that little tidbit. But you see, uphereincanada it is C-O-L-D for about 75-80% of the year. So when it's not cold, or offers the hopeful possibility of maybe not being cold, we celebrate by living outdoors. By "we" I mean pretty much all 33 million of us. Therefore, if one wishes to camp at a facility that offers a few amenities (as opposed to camping in the middle of the bush, not brushing your teeth for a week, and using foliage as toilet paper...as my husband wishes to do), one must secure a camp site three months ahead of time.
Here's the thing... I am not fond of insects. Some might say I have issues. No one who knows me would ever make the mistake of referring to me as "outdoorsy." In fact, for many years I have refused my man's
Last spring, in a moment of weakness, I agreed to the purchase of a travel trailer. Proving the fact that, if you bug Mommy enough, she will give you what you want. My man, who knows his woman well, wisely chose a spacious camper loaded with the comforts of home. We tried it out a few times and (oh, I cannot believe I am about to say this) I LOVED IT! Except for all the bugs. Ew.
So as I sit in front of my screen, giving the old one-eye to our nasty weather forecast, I am having visions of campfires and lawn chairs, barbeque* and potato chips (low fat ones, of course). Hurry up, May long weekend! And please, please, please, don't snow as you can be so apt to do.
* Spellcheck seems to think it should be "barbecue," but that's just not Canadian!