Gone Camping, Again, with people who don't drink wine or coffee
Yes, for the second year in a row I am going camping two weekends in a row.
Just call me martyr mom, as I'm taking the boys by myself. Well, just me and 100 other people from our school.
Which can be a good thing or a bad thing, depending on the people. Mostly good, really, but after last year, when I was looked askance at after my kids went to sleep and I emerged from my tent with a bottle of wine, call me wary.
That was only topped the next morning when I once again emerged, this time with my trusty bag of Peet's coffee and a French Press, only to be met by the following comments... "coffee, oh no, not for me" and "it's too early for coffee!" WTF? This time I have my own stove, pot, coffee and beer. Oh, wait, it might be too early for that.