I’m super tired from camping this weekend, but I know if I go to bed now, I’ll end up waking up at 3 a.m. and not being able to go back to sleep. Forcing myself to stay awake? Not as easy as I’d hoped.
I decided I wanted a new ringtone for my phone, but the only one I like is James Brown’s “Say it Loud, I’m Black and I’m Proud”, and for some reason, I don’t think the workplace would find it appropriate. I guess, in the grand scheme of things, it’s probably not more offensive than my current ringtones that go between Amy Winehouse’s “Rehab” or Buckcherry’s “Crazy Bitch”.
I’m uploading photos now and promise I have awesome camping stories to share about this weekend, but it’s hard for me to string together two sentences right now. I need more than two sentences to tell you about my fishing escapades, why we’ve changed Bill’s name from Willis to Calvin, Cindi’s butt and 50 Cent, Matt’s incredible bartending skills, and how Jenni and I don’t understand why shimmying up a tree is so hard.