Camping Trip
DW has very fond memories of going on camping trips with her Mom and Dad. For the longest time she has been trying to “rekindle” that experience with SS and our two bios (BS and BD). FIL and DW have been talking all week about finding a camping spot for a few days. I have some vacations days coming and while I am all for it, I was thinking this would be a weekend excursion with just my family and my in-laws.
DW called me just a few minutes ago to drop the bomb.
“Dad reserved a campsite at ‘Where-da-fuk-are-we’ for a whole week! Oh, and my sister’s kids are coming too!”
:jawdrop:
“DW” I said. “I say this with the utmost amount of respect but have you and FIL LOST YOUR MINDS!?!?”
“What?” DW says (still being cheerful and excited) “We used to do this all the time!”
“Yes but never with our kids and SIL’s kids! Do you have any idea what a freakin circus this is going to be!?!? It’s hard enough keeping Scrounger and Cooler King from trying to escape from a controlled environment. I can’t imagine looking after them AND SIL’s kids.”
Long story short, SIL’s kids are 12, 10 and 7. The two eldest are boys and the youngest is a girl. Her name is Eve but switch the last “e” in her name to an “il” and that pretty much sums up her nature. She is the epitome of her mother, a narcissistic sociopath in the making. Plus she still wets herself.
“Don’t worry Drac0!” DW says. “This will be fun. FIL and MIL are really good with the kids and they'll keep them in line.”
“Uh…begging your pardon DW, but no they don’t. Every time we visit them, FIL and MIL just sit and drink and talk about how ‘great’ all the kids are, how tall SS is, etc. Meanwhile, the kids are off making a pipe bomb somewhere. Again, I mean no offense, but MIL and FIL are the epitome of fair-weather grandparents. I’m going to end up policing all the children and that is NOT my idea of a fun camping trip!”
“You won’t be alone! SS is going to be with us. He’ll help….”
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“Drac0? You still there?”
“I have to go back to work now….Bye….”
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Oh my! yup, that's all I
:jawdrop: Oh my! yup, that's all I got.
Not next week, but the week
Not next week, but the week after....\i think....Holly crap. Never mind the head cold. I'm so nervous now I ca'nt type properl7.
:O
Seriously Draco, what drugs
Seriously Draco, what drugs does your wife take and where can the rest of us get some? Cause I think we all have some moments in our lives where being so blatantly dillusional and blind could be helpful.....
^^^^this^^^^ Can I get some
^^^^this^^^^ Can I get some of that? Please? I sure could use it right now....
Fire_Inside, in order for an
Fire_Inside, in order for an author to retell his experiences, he must first actually SURVIVE the experience.
I swear, my next post is going to be from the hospital with electrodes taped to my chest monitoring my heart rate and other vitals....
A whole week?!?!? In
A whole week?!?!? In tents?!?!?!?! OMG, pack lots of coolers.....
All you campers have my
All you campers have my utmost respect.
To me, camping (or roughing it) is not having room service.
LOL....roughing it is staying
LOL....roughing it is staying at the Holiday Inn!
I remember camping with my family growing up, loved it then. If I really start thinking about it and remembering details, I would never go again, and I don't. Tent camping was the worst, especially in the rain. We'd camp on islands on a lake in Vermont. No facilities, having to find a place to go to the bathroom. Blah!!!
I'm so with you on that. I
I'm so with you on that.
I was in Girl Scouts for over 20 years (from Brownie through Leadership). I spent 20 years camping in the East Bay Area of CA and in a campground on the North coast in Oregon. When we became leaders, my youngest sister and I would take a small group out each day/night for survival training and tent camping. Everyone else got to sleep in rough cabins. On beds.
I've done some family camping, snow camping and backpacking camping since then and finally I had to call it quits.
I'm actually okay with
I'm actually okay with camping (I was an Eagle scout for a few years). I have some fond memories of it and I can actually survive in the woods with just some fresh water and a knife....
My kids however, have never been camping and SS's version of camping means still having a Wi-Fi connection.
Plus my SIL's kids can be quite the handful. Last time we were around a campfire, SIL's kids got into a fist-fight over who gets the one and only flashlight.
Draco- You know I love your
Draco-
You know I love your posts, we share so many of the same ways of thinking. First off, I know lots of people that love to camp, me personally, I would rather have a root canal than commune with nature. My idea of being outdoors and happy is a beer on my patio with the music on and party lights on and my dog by my side. Next, is the SIL coming or is she just sending her bratty ass kids? You mentioned that MIL and FIL drink and talk about how great the kids are. Read that sentence again, riiighhhttt-you need to drink too and then you can enjoy all the brats just like them! Since DW and SS will have it"under control" you need to just park your ass with the MIL and FIL and party it up! I bet DW doesn't invite the whole freaking brady bunch the next time! Have fun and I can't wait to hear about the trip!!!
Can you imagine how many
Can you imagine how many times in a WEEK SS is going to say I'm bored, I'm hot, this isn't fun? Oh and then the bugs! He will whine and complain the entire time and DW will walk around all cheery for about a day and then reality is going to set in and she's going to turn into megabitch and be mad at everyone else for her bad idea to take the whole damn family on a camping trip in the middle of the hot ass summer!
Can you imagine how many
Can you imagine how many times in a WEEK SS is going to say I'm bored, I'm hot, this isn't fun? Oh and then the bugs! He will whine and complain the entire time and DW will walk around all cheery for about a day and then reality is going to set in and she's going to turn into megabitch and be mad at everyone else for her bad idea to take the whole damn family on a camping trip in the middle of the hot ass summer!
Yeah my SIL and her husband
Yeah my SIL and her husband are notorious for this. Normally I wouldn't have a problem if it was just the two boys. But Eve(il) requires a shadow to follow her around constantly. She once ran out into traffic. Thankfully DW was with me and managed to save her. Everytime SIL and her husband throw a party, I cringe because I seem to be the designated "babysitter" while everyone else is partying, drinking an yaking with each other. Oh! One time this couple came in with their 4-year-old son. It was winter so they were all wearing their coat and boots and hats. The couple took off their winter apparel and just waltzed into the house to meet and greet people. Meanwhile, their son was still standing in the entrance just waiting for someone to help him get him undressed. I walked up to him and said "Uh...hello...Would you like to get undressed?" Kid looked up at me and nodded.
You know those heart wrenching stories you hear about how a parent leaves their kid in a car and the kid dies? I swear, I used to not understand how parents could be so neglectful. One party at my SIL's place and I totally get it now.
why am I hooked into
why am I hooked into babysitting all the kids?
Well at first it just started with BS and BD when we were visiting SIL for some special occasion (like a birthday party). BS and BD are still small and SIL's house is not child-proof (well I don't think any house can be child-proofed against my bios but that's another story). Kids want to go play in the unfinished basement. I follow them to make sure they are safe. ALL the other kids are down there too while ALL the adults are upstairs.
That's when the sh*t starts.
"Hey mister, can you fix this for me?"
"He mister, can you help me put on my sweater."
"Hey mister, Eve(il) pushed me."
Since I am the only adult in the vicinity, I felt inclined to help. I didn't mind at first, but party, after party, after party this was happening. Eventually I got fed up. Now whenever the other kids approach me and ask me a question, I growl and say "Do I look like your Dad? Go ask him!"
Camping is spending a small
Camping is spending a small fortune to live like a homeless person.
Camping with children is like Chinese water torture.
I will be sure to carve this.
I will be sure to carve this.
At the camping site.
In the stone!
So that future generations may heed the warning!