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110 Days Until…

CAMP.

Yes, boys and girls, that’s right. I have started the count down. I cannot wait to go back to my beloved LBMC. I was looking through some of my stuff from this summer. A few highlights?

Camper to Counselor: Are you Jewish or Christmas?

 

Me: Uh, okay. A bandanna. What should I do with it?
D-Bitty: Tie it around your leg!
Me: NO! I’m from Chapel Hill, not Compton!
Fellow Staff Member: Let’s see, the last guy I slept with was from Italy. Before that… Prague!
Me: Jesus. What are you, the United Nations?

Do you see why I can’t wait to go back? No? Will a picture convince you?

LBMC

No? Still don’t believe me?

Well. Then you’re just lacking in Camp Spirit. I can’t wait to go back. This is the place where I almost went crazy. The place where I refereed volleyball, got covered in pudding, baked 400 chocolate chip cookies (approximately), went kayaking, giggled, cried, and loved. Where I froze my butt off in June and melted away ten pounds in August. The place where I got nicknamed prime rib, due to my most excellent sun burn. I worked on pottery, jumped on the Aqua Jump, sang songs around the campfire…

Only 110 days until camp.

I can’t wait.

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Gourmet is one way to put it…

Okay, gang. I’m down to my last week at Camp. Camp is possibly the most intense place I’ve ever been. The ups and downs are huge and I can never seem to quite stabilize my mood. Part of that situation is a complete and total lack of getting enough rest. Honestly, I think I’m about six months behind on sleep after being here for just two months. Today, I was able to sleep in until 10 and it’s pretty much the most fantastic thing… Ever.

Right now, regular programming has ended. That means that I’m no longer teaching weekly cooking classes. Something called Color War is taking place. The entire camp is divided into two teams that battle for points in a variety of competitions – soccer, softball, Newcombe, swimming, gymnastics, drama, and the like. It’s a pretty insane time, with campers running in every direction. It’s exhausting!

My role in Color War is to oversee a competition called Gourmet Meal. The oldest girls at Camp, who are in charge of Color War, are the competitors. They are split up into two teams like the rest of the camp, and each team has to plan, prepare, and present a “gourmet meal”. Gourmet is a bit of a stretch – the food varies depending on the theme of the meal. For instance, the two themes this year are Pirates and a Wedding. The food is only half the battle, as decorating my cooking classroom in the theme is a major part of the whole event.

Basically, on the day of a gourmet meal (there’s one today, and one was this past Sunday), I wake up at 9:30-10 (a late sleep!) and have a couple of hours of time off. Today, I did laundry and worked on bus notes. At 12, I came down to lunch, and at 1, I began to map out the final schedule for the afternoon. We cook from about 2 until 6, take a break to eat dinner, and then cook from 7 until the meal is served at 10. The girls work exceptionally hard and it’s pretty fun – but oy, is it a lot of work!

Once this second gourmet meal is over, the bulk of my job is finished. Camp is over in four days – on Friday, I’ll leave camp and go spend the night in New Jersey at my friend’s lake house. I have to close down my program area, which means inventorying all of my supplies, creating wishlists for new supplies, and writing an end-of-summer report. The girls will leave camp at 8am on Friday and we’ll clean up the cabins and everything else, and then… It’ll be over.

I can’t believe I made it this far. I wasn’t sure I was going to be able to make it through, but I’m so glad I stuck it out. Camp is intense, insane, and all-around unbelievable. I love it here, I love the friends I’ve made, and I love the girls I work with. I am, however, very ready to be home. There’s a lot on the horizon – a new big girl apartment, my junior year of college, a new role within SGA,  and much more. Who knows what the future holds? In the meantime, I’m going to try to suck the life out of these next four days. When I go home, I don’t want to think, “I wish I’d pushed a little harder and gotten a little more out of it.”

Peace, and see you soon!

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I arrived

11 hours in the car, but I’m here. I have an hour rest period and I’m way too tired to do anything but let y’all know I’m alive! More soon, I hope.

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Hello mother, hello father… (UPDATED)

… Here I am at Camp Grenada…

No, seriously. I’m applying for summer camp counselor jobs like CRAZY. I’ve applied to a bunch of different individual ones and then to a bunch of difference services that send out your information to various camps. I’m in the process of interviewing with one, the first one I applied to, and I REALLY want to work at this one. I’m trying not to put all my eggs in one basket, get my hopes up, so on and so forth, but I REALLY like it.

I would be the JOURNALISM counselor. How fly would that be? (Yeah. I said fly. What of it.) I have, in approximately 29 minutes, another phone interview with them.

How did I arrive at the conclusion that I should be a camp counselor, you might be asking?

  • I like kids. I particularly adore older kids, older girls, who are starting to come into their own and need the guidance of strong women to show them it’s okay to be who you are.
  • I want out of the state for the summer. I’m focusing on camps in the upper Northeast and upper Northwest. (If you have any reccomendations on camps you attended and adored or whatever, let me know!)
  • I’ve always wanted to be a camp counselor, ever since I watched Bug Juice on Disney channel.
  • I need the cash. An overnight camp will pay anywhere from $1,000 to $2,000 for the summer, plus room and board. There are varying degreess of amenities and salary packages, but it’s a pretty sweet deal.
  • NO MORE RETAIL, EVAAAAAH!

I think it’d be an amazing adventure. Hard, challenging, difficult, yes. But an amazing opportunity for growth, something I have the skill set for. Building community has become something of a specialty of mine.

So, keep your toes crossed for me!

Updated: I have been offered a job as an Assistant Director of the Cooking Program, pending references. YAY! More details to follow!

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Sweet Summertime

Well, let’s see…

Karen, over at the Naked Ovary, got her referal – SWEET.

I’m hanging out at home, doing a lot of nothing – SWEET.

I move back to school in less than a week – SWEET.

All my commenters have disapeared! (not so sweet.)

Where are you guys??

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Dolley Madison’s a hot mama…

So, Washington, D.C. was incredibly fabulous. My good friend Matt (high school buddies!) and I left home around 8am and made it to DC around 1:30. We got a wee bit lost and took a scenic tour of the George Washington Memorial Parkway. It was extremely beautiful and I realized there are a great deal of recreation opportunities in and around D.C. Who knew?

We checked into our hotel, the very nice M Street Hotel. It was undergoing renovation, but still swanky. Hardwood floors, big rooms, free internet. It was a pretty sweet deal. It was only a few blocks away from Dupont Circle.

We had 2:30 tickets to the Spy museum so we hiked a bazillion blocks in the heat to get over there. The worst part was attempting to cut in front of the White House. I’m pretty sure that my head is probably in about a gazillion tourists photos. We made it to the Spy museum, got our tickets, had a spot of lunch in the “SpyCafe” and then headed in to see the exhibits. It was very crowded and it seemed like a cool place, but the exhibits were too based around videos. If I wanted to watch a documentary, I would have watched a documentary, okay?

So, we headed back to the hotel. We rested, relaxed, checked up on things, showered, and headed out. We went to Dupont Circle, and had dinner at this delicious place called Potbelly Sandwiches. It was AMAZING. It had started to rain, so we headed to a little bookstore/restaurant down the street called Kramer Books & Afterwords. I had pecan pie, Matt had a beer and pie.

We walked down to the White House, just to see it at night. It was great but it started to rain and we got COMPLETELY soaked on the way back to the hotel. Both of us were a bit bitter, though amused, and tired by the time we got back “home”.

The next day, we had a delicious brunch at the same bookstore. It was a huge plate of food, plus free juice and muffins, for $15. Bangin’. We stopped in on the Dupont Farmer’s market, checked out of the hotel, and drove down towards the Smithsonian. We managed to find parking within a couple of blocks and headed over to the American History museum.

It was okay – a lot of exhibits were closed due to an impending renovation. We went to the Natural History museum but by that time, my feet were screaming in pain, so I mostly sat around. After that, we drove around Georgetown and admired the really expensive town houses. It was seriously gorgeous and we were both highly impressed.

We headed home to North Carolina after that. Traffic was fine, and we made it home safely.

A few trip highlights:

“Okay, so this is Dolley Madison Avenue. Can’t be that bad! It’s named for Dolley Madison!” (Matt when we’d gotten lost on the parkway.)

“Matt, are you sure you know where we’re going?” I asked while standing two feet in front of our destination.
“It’s just all a mystery to you, isn’t it?”

In other news, I’m going back to school seriously soon. I move in August 7th. I’m collecting all sorts of things to make my room look fabulous. I got bedding from the Target simply Shabby Chic Collection. (Well, I got it off e-bay.)

I’ll post pictures when I’m all moved in and fabulously set-up.

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