What I've Learned this Weekend:

Covered wagons are 'cool', but I would not have lasted long as a pioneer- this sucker was heavy when fully loaded!

That UV rays get through... every time- even with a thick spread of spf50.

White skin is beautiful. White skin is healthy. White skin is just a sham! I want my spray tan back from last years famed photo shoot and infomercial. Would those who I blinded at the beach today be willing to reimburse my Mystic bill? Anyone? Anyone? No takers? Dang!
I'll continue my mantra: White is beautiful...white is beautiful...white is beautiful...

Cracked soles in my Chaco's equal another fork out of cash on my beloved shoe obsession. I think I'd give up my favorite bra in exchange for a new FREE pair- and that is saying too much!
What a picturesque slogan. Is Chaco in need of a new marketing campaign directed at females? Picture this in a magazine. On one page- a good looking rustic girl flinging her bra off onto the nearest fir, not a care in the world. On the next page- she's running through a flower covered meadow, eyes on the prize, which lie naked without feet and sitting on a bolder by the river waiting just for her. Oh, ya- that would be me in my dreams folks!

The crackling, spitting, searing sound of a campfire under the stars and pines is natures music to my ears.

Love is a challenge. Especially when it is hard, undesired and unplanned.

Aspen is as clumsy as me. Except instead of tripping over tree roots and dropping things on herself, she gives kisses to the ground and comes away with a fat lip, a nose full of rocks and a face full of blood. Why do we allow ourselves such romantic views of nature? The chase maybe?

Good friends really are the spice of life. Even if they will eventually break our hearts, the friendship is the ultimate reward if taken full advantage of.

Liberty likes camping because she "get(s) to kill animals and eat them". Or she very well could have been suffering from OFF Insect Repellent poison. Check out her rack!

Adversities come to us when we do not have the foresight to understand them, and yet they require patience to bear them. Patience needs to become my new virtue, but I do not dare pray for it yet! Hum, wonder why?

If deprived of a nap, camping with a toddler is much more pleasant for nighttime sleeping purposes.

I love a good arm around me and a chat around the campfire with my flame starter.

I need to get up to the mountains more.