One more thing about military hops: flight dates can move around. Depending on the person, that could be a good or bad thing. For me, very good. The Memphis flight has been moved to Tuesday morning. Why am I happy about this? Well, I still have some stuff I need to get done, I feel like crap (hopefully I'll be better by then), and I won't be so exhausted. I thought having a morning roll call would mean I'd be flying during the day, but because we're going "back in time", it will be dark. Dang it. If the flight was still tonight, and we took it, we would be flying during the day. Hmm... I think I'd still choose Tuesday if I had the choice.
As you know, I had a girl scout camp-out this weekend. I had guess I had fun. Not the whole time unfortunatley. It was hot, but had a nice breeze. Except in the tent. Made sleeping very uncomfortable. Swimming was a blast, besides all the sea cucumbers (GROSS!!) and sea grass. Plus the water was warm. Not really cold, but not hot. Reminded me of bathwater. I found some awesome shells. And all of them are whole! It's hard to find ones that aren't broken. OH! I had a pet hermit crab for a while. I named him Capernicus. There's a good reason for it. Story time!
My cat's name is Kyah. Every so often, my brother and I call her Capernicus. Why? I don't know. She isn't always all there and needs a little reasurrance sometimes. Like, "Come on Ky, you can come in my room." Well Capernicus The Crab was really into crawling up my arm, and when he'd be right on the edge of falling off, I'd offer my opposite hand for him (her-?) to transfer over to. He'd hesitate, and I'd give him a gentle nudge indicating it was alright to cross over; thus the name Capernicus. I did let him go. The old me would have kept him, but I realized I most likely would have killed him, so I let him go back to his home. I'll put pictures up later. Of all I have from camp.
After hours was the best. Danielle and I were hyper from candy and soda. There were drunk guys at the resteraunt up the road that liked to yell and sing. Danielle and I called them their "mating call". She brought a lantern and we made fun of them by dancing around it singing like indians are known to do around fires. All the while, Briana was video taping us. Fun fun. Despite the fact that this weekend will be the last time I see my troop before next school year, I'm glad I'm home now.
More later.
God bless.
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