Before I get to my last post about Camp Dakota, I thought I’d share a wonderful gift I received from my very good friend, Steve.  I love that people see things like this and think of me:


So true.

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Camp Dakota – Part Two

After everyone finally arrived on Friday night, we all met up at my brother’s yurt.  They already had the woodstove going and they were roasting marshmallows.


That’s my nephew, Kai, on the right and his cousin, Jo, on the left.  My sister-in-law’s sister’s family was visiting from Japan.  Here’s G with Jo’s mom (Tomoe’s sister), Yuko.


Kaz spent most of the night climbing the bunk beds with his backpack on.  I think he was just trying to get away from all of us.



See how happy he is?  Yeah.


Jamison, Kai and Emily.

Jeff thought it would be funny to have Kennedy hold his beer:


Kennedy thinks he is a moron.  She is very smart.  She also asked me to take a picture of her eating a marshmallow.



The older kids spent most of their time at the air hockey table:


Obviously, it was a very intense game.

After eating all their food chatting for a bit, we called it a night so we could rest up for a full day of activities on Saturday.

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Camp Dakota – Part One

Last spring, Emily’s family spent a weekend at Camp Dakota.  They had such a good time that they forced asked all of us to join them last weekend.  And we’re so happy we did!

Seventeen of us drove to Camp Dakota on Friday night.  We rented two yurts and had nine people in our yurt and my brother had eight people in his yurt.  George and I were the first to arrive so we took some pics of the place before it was completely trashed everyone else arrived.

Here’s what our yurt looks like from the road/path.


And from the front:


George thinks he is a supermodel and refused to get out of the pictures.  Anyway, the yurt has a lot of deck space that includes a fire pit, picnic table and BBQ (propane included).


There’s also a lot of space inside the yurt!



The air hockey table and foosball table were a big hit with the kids.  I guess some yurts have a pool table.  Oh and there’s also a woodstove at the back of the yurt.  Plenty of space for everyone.


George (reluctantly) agreed to  take a picture of me!  Shocking.


 After we took pictures and unloaded the car, we waited for everyone to show up.  And we kept waiting.  I got bored so I built a fire.


And read my new favorite cookbook, Thug Kitchen.


It’s amazing and I can’t wait to make all the recipes.  I’ll keep you posted on that.

Before we knew it, it got pretty effing dark, but you know what?!!


The yurt also has electricity!!!  Party time.  So it was kind of like camping, but not too much like camping.  Works for me!  But it gets better because there are so many cool activities at Camp Dakota!  Here’s a picture of the group of us that went zip lining:


All of the peeps in helmets went zip lining.  I’ll write more about that later, but, in short, it was incredible and we had a ton of fun!

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Early Morning Hours

So I’m here, up way too early on a Sunday.  For whatever reason, George’s boss likes to schedule him to begin work at 6:00 am on the weekend.  For normal people, a 6:00 am start time wouldn’t be too crazy.  But G isn’t normal.  And it takes him two f*cking hours to get ready.  Every.Single.Day.  So he was up at 4:00 am to get ready this morning.   He watches football and shaves his head and face for an hour.  It’s so annoying.  And sometimes makes me want to burn down the house.  But what can I expect when he took pictures like this when he was a kid?


The shorts are longer (thank god), but pretty much everything else is the same.


He’s too cool for school.  Anyway, he was up early to get his princess on and head out to work.  And then I couldn’t sleep.

I’m now watching Flea Market Flip, wishing I were more creative and resourceful…and less lazy.  But I’m still in bed so it’s not really that motivating.  I’m just thinking that I should be doing something.

Something I can’t stop thinking about?  OUR NEXT VACATION!  Which can’t come soon enough.   In January, we’re heading to Australia and New Zealand…with a quick stop in Hong Kong on the way over.  I basically spend every minute reading and planning and reading and planning more.  We’re taking a cruise out of Sydney so that’s added an entirely different kind of planning…excursion planning!  We’ve cruised before, but not outside of Mexico and the Bahamas.

We don’t know if we’ll ever make it back to that Australia or New Zealand so we’re trying to see as much as possible.  I basically spend every extra minute  on Cruise Critic reading forums, making private tour plans with other cruisers, learning so much about the ship and getting tips about cruising!  We are also staying in Sydney for a few days after the cruise to see the city so there’s tours and tickets and hotels to book there too!  I’m not complaining, though, I think planning the trip is almost as much fun as actually taking the trip.  And I get more excited about it every day.

Oh and you know how I quit my super serious part-time job?


Well, I’ve kind of been working there every once in a while.  I know!  Just a few days here and there when they are short a delivery driver.  I actually like just filling in!  It’s so much better than having a set schedule and I can always say I don’t want to work.  Although, when I have to mop at the end of the night, I usually wish I’d said I couldn’t work.  Oh well.  George is happy to eat my “crew meal” every night when I get home and I don’t mind having a bit of extra money.

So that’s it from here this early morning…although, I guess it’s not that early anymore.  I need to plan when I’m going to take a nap and get ready to deliver some pizzas tonight.

Hope you all have a great Sunday!

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Throwback Thursday

You can all thank my Uncle Daniel for these throwback Thursday pictures!


OMFG, I need that cake…now.

When we visited him last year, he gave me a bunch of negatives to get developed.  After carrying them around in my purse for over a year, I finally got them developed (yes, you can still develop film!).

I think the photos were taken  in 1992.  My brother was 15, I was 13 and my sister was 11.   I’m not 100% sure on that, though.   Oh and it must have been sometime in December (our Christmas tree was in some of the pictures).

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I don’t know why we were so dressed up and I don’t know wtf was going on with my hair or my face or my shirt.


I’m sure my sister loved posing with me next to the harp.  Ha ha, Em!!  Also, you should probably know that we didn’t really like getting dressed up.  And my sister’s skirt itched a lot.  She came up with her own solution for the itchiness:


I don’t know why I felt it was necessary to show my slip.  I’m an idiot.  I think Em’s wearing pajama bottoms underneath her skirt.  Typical Emily style.  Classy.

Happy Throwback Thursday!

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