a triumphant return.

well, i made it back in one (albeit slightly sunburnt) piece! my family and i were spending some quality time on newfound lake for the past week. it was good times. we did some of this:

we also did some grilling, some tubing, some sitting around, some dnc watching, some more sitting around, and some playing my nintendo ds. we haven’t all taken a vacation like this together in something like nine years, if not more. and coincidentally, the cabin that we rented was one that we had actually rented some 12 years ago. and when i tell you this place hasn’t changed since then, i’m not exaggerating. at all. the rust in the shower was exactly the same, as was the microwave from 1987, as was the abnormally large table in the middle of the place, as were the broken handle things that close the windows. but all in all, it was really fun.

we also got to swing by my old camp alma mater, camp wicosuta. it happens to be on the same lake, so we boated down to check it out. camp apparently has already ended for the season so all the fun docks and stuff had already been taken down, but there were some friendly maintenance guys hanging out there:

i spent seven summers there (my sister spent five, i believe – correct me if i’m wrong, jaime – and my mom spent two! she had gone to camp for more than a decade when she was our age, so she started getting a little jealous that we were having such a good time and decided to come hang out as an administrator-type without the office duties.) and always had a blast. i’ve gone back a handful of times since then and there have been sort of major changes each time… the installation of the crazy big swimming pool is the only one i can remember right now, though. but anyway, as time has gone on, it’s gotten creepier and creepier to go there, just because no one i know is left there (save for prissy, who will live there until the day she dies, and then probably come back to haunt it forever after that… only about six people will understand what that just meant, sorry.), and from what i’ve seen of the campers… well, the place has changed a lot. i’ll try to find an awesome picture of 11 year old me in my hot camp uniform for your viewing pleasure. and by “i”, i mean my mom, because i don’t keep incriminating pictures of myself like that lying around here.

the moral of the story is, for those of you who googled “camp wicosuta” and ended up here by accident, it’s a great place to spend your summers. just ask my wico fanclub facebook groups.