Guess what, blog? I have more camping pictures!

“But these pictures look just like the last set of pictures!” I hear you saying. Sure, sure, but these are actual CAMERA pictures! Not taken with a phone! See the difference now?

We are likely going camping again this weekend…maybe I’ll get lucky and it’ll get up to…70 degrees! Let the good times ROLL!

This is a nice shot. This is during the 10 minute window of time that the sun finally came out.

Josh was napping, Maggie was embedding her dog fur with sap and pine needles, Bear Cub was guarding, and I was…working my way through the book of 80 “Easy” crossword puzzles I had purchased at the grocery store for this trip.

We are only going camping Friday and Saturday, because on Sunday we are going to baby’s first concert: DIE ANTWOORD. Oooooh yeah! It’s gonna be weird!

Here’s one of my faves by them, the video I showed Corinne to see if she would like them. It worked! She’s going with us! REMIND ME TO GIVE HER THE CAT PAINTINGS I DID MONTHS AGO, O-M-G.

Here’s Joshy attempting to fish with a leaky kayak and a tangled line and no visible fish, anywhere.

These kayakers were the closest other humans to us all weekend long, just the way I like it.

I love how concerned Maggie is.

Heaven forbid I blog and NOT mention my pregnancy, right? For fun, here are 5 ways that being pregnant is that I didn’t expect:

1. Sore sore boobs. Never read about that one.
2. Having to pee CONSTANTLY–three times a night, minimum.
3. Emotional wreck! My mother sent me a video last night about “Why God created dogs” and I cried watching it this morning! Good grief.
4. Occasional cramps. Like period, only not.
5. SO TIRED. Yes. A nap every afternoon. Although I hear in the second trimester that gets better.

There are a lot more, but I am tired because I woke up at 6 this morning and frankly, it already feels like naptime. Even though it’s only 11:15. Ruh roh.

The camping trip this weekend involves a two mile trek to the spot. I can do it, but I can’t carry the 25 pound pack that I normally would, pre-pregnancy. I wonder how it’s going to work? We will have to minimize.

I certainly won’t be able to bring along my luxuriant lounge chair that I brought for last weekend’s trip. Gee, that was nice!

Maybe I’ll just bring two pairs of shoes, instead of the usual 3. Or 4. Wait, flip-flops BARELY count as shoes, right? Ta ta for now!