camp out adventures

I know this blog is supposed to be about crafts, but I have been too busy lately with my fun social life to get a lot of crafts done. I have also been too busy to take pictures of my crafts, so I promise I will get on that!

But in the mean time, let me tell you about our camp out last weekend. Kim, Arianne, Jocelyn, and I started off the evening right by eating dinner at El Pollo Rico, our favorite Peruvian chicken place. Now we did have the option of eating hot dogs at the camp out, but who in their minds would choose a hot dog over rotisserie chicken, fresh off the spit, with coleslaw and french fries? It was an obvious choice. After a delicious meal we made our way to the campsite.

Thanks to my lovely tent (courtesy to my fat ex-boyfriend . . . which is another story in itself) and my hand tent-raising skills, we had our tent up in no time, even though it was pitch dark outside. With four girls in a two-man tent, we decided to just lay down the sleeping bags on the floor to maximize the padding. Once all the necessities were in place, we decided to get to the fun stuff: marshmallow blow guns.

Now, this all started my sophomore year in college when some guy friends introduced me to the glory of a marshmallow blow gun. I have since fallen head over heels in love with it, making several for myself over the years. I sadly left my last one at home when I moved, so a few months ago Kim and I decided it was high time to recreate the glory, so we headed to Home Depot. With a little muscle and ingenuity, we quickly had ourselves a beautiful marshmallow blow gun. And the camp out sounded like the perfect place to put them to the test.

We walked back to the car, picked up our guns and ammo and headed to our next target. After a quick demo for Jocelyn, we ventured in the direction of the guys who were camping nearby to make sure we were safe (or something to that effect). As they were helping make their fire, we were sneaking closer and closer to their camp, all white shooting them with mini marshmallows. Now, I thought we were being pretty loud, but apparently they couldn't hear us walking through the brush or our giggling. After finally making it feet to their camp and being quite loud, they finally decided to investigate what exactly was hitting them, and they finally found us. We were not about to give up quietly though; the moment they spotted us, I stood up and proceeded to shoot Zack straight on.

My favorite shot from the night was my lying on my stomach, army crawling through the leaves all while shooting. I think the camo pants did the trick.

After making easy prey of the men, we headed back over to our camp to see who we could hit from our group. We had a riotous time shooting people 30-40 feet away, hiding behind tents to give us cover, and most of all, posing with our guns. We looked hot; I ain't gonna lie.

Eventually after using most of our ammo, making a few people mad, and laughing until our stomachs hurt, we decided to call it a night and joined the rest of the camp for s'mores, campfire songs, and general relaxation.

Despite that this was an all-girl camp out, we actually headed to bed at a decent hour because we were so tired. Remember how it was four girls in a two-man tent? Well that meant we were just a little squished. At one point Jocelyn noticed I was cold in the night, so she shared her blanket with me, and I immediately cuddled right up with her. Sorry about that Joc. At least we know my husband will get the best cuddle-buddy ever!