I wonder if I take you home.....

I would go into all the details of life since my last blog but a complete recount would be redundant... so I shall highlight...

"Yeah, I just got out a long relationship so I am looking to have some fun..." This is a guys way of saying, "I would like to have sex with you... but I will not call you tomorrow." Luckily, I am hip to the lingo....because I say this many times myself to prevent long goodbyes... or even name exchange...even though I haven't been on a "long" realtionship, well... ever. It's just not my style, haven't found a good match-

anyway, a few weeks ago I went to see a friends band play. The drummer (identified below as Rosco.. in the pictures) is a friend from highschool and his older sister is one of my very best friends. Being a fan of a band that consists of people that you went to high school with comes running into people that also went to your highschool- say- ten years ago. (actually- nine) While watching the fantastic band.. I get the "eyes" from a familiar looking face. We exchange casual hellos and before you know it he is explaining his past dating history and his need for some "fun". He makes sure to tell me about his recently acquired degree to which I reply," yeah- but you still don't have a job.... good luck with that." And then explains that he would really like someone to show him around town.... He asks if I would like his number and I tell him I left my phone in the car.. he asks if he could have mine and I give it to him because I know how these things go... he calls my phone right away so I have his number and we both hear my phone ringing in my purse... I change the subject. Bottom line... I would have, but he was going to a lame bar that I wouldn't be caught dead at and it would be a tough hook up to justify to the friends. He looked good and everything, but not that good.

He left, I left (later) and at 2:01 I receive a text asking me what I am doing right now and did I want to meet up.... good thing we didn't.

because I got super stoned....
Gallstones that is. i spent the entire night glued to the toilet vomitting and lost consciousness twice from gagging and apparently not breathing. I went to the ER where I spent 5 hours and they scheduled me to have my gallblagger out Thursday I spent the next few days slipping in and out of reality while I let pain medication do the rest. Thursday I went in and under and two weeks later- here I am feeling fine, all wounds are healed and I am back at it full time at camp.

Work is great. this summer started with a downslide but the amount we have accomplished in the past four weeks is outstanding. I have the best team in the worlds and the best job. It is insane and I have returned to 12-16 hour days, but it is what I wait all year for.

To summarize, this is what I am responsible for:

98 seasonal staff members for 12 weeks
8 year round employees.
1.5 million dollar budget
1500 campers with special needs
88 acre camp site
50 people in a year round day habilitation program with disabilities

and then, of course, my life.

Perhaps you can understand why my blog may be out of date. In the fall I will share the post camp life stories. Right now I am in it.

I really miss the outside life and can't wait to catch up with everyone.

I will post some pictures soon.

best,
claire