Go camping they say, It'll be fun.

As a kid in the 1970's and 1980's we did a lot things that we loved and things that made us miserable.  For me and my cousins that was camping.  Our parents thought it would be a could idea to buy a used pop up camper.  They told us it'll be fun.  Keep in mind there were 4 of kids, 3 girls and 1 boy.  So picture it 4 adults and 4 kids in 1 camper.

At first we were like crazy maniacs running around the campground.  One trip us kids rent these 2 big tricycles and and we are riding around the campground and we were like 6, 8 and 10.  Just what the campground needed.  My poor cousin had a boil in the worst place, her butt.  So the whole bike ride she's laughing and yelling that she's pain.

Then a year later we all load up in 2 cars and leave for Disney World, camping along the way,  This was the trip that the cousin with the boil sat on her glasses.  Our dads always had duct tape with them.  Good thing her glasses were silver.  It was the same trip that we were swimming in a pool and I farted.  Well I thought i farted but it was a poop.

My 2 cousins and I were in a program called Indian Maidens and it was a father daughter thing.  These trips we always had great meals because our dads treated us like the princesses we are.  One trip a dad had brought a pizza oven that was placed over the the campfire.  Another trip us girls were swimming and a few of the dads had gone shopping.  We my dad and uncle come to the pool with the main meal and through it in the pool.  Everybody but me and my cousins rush out of the pool.  The girls out of the pool are crazy and the cousins and I are like "What they are just live Lobsters and they have bands around their claws."

Wait it gets better.  Let's go camping in Michigan on lots that we own on a lake.  Picture it 3 preteen and teenage girls camping on a site with no running water or electricity.  So that meant no toilets.  Well we were used to camping at a Jellystone with nice bathrooms.  My uncle and dad took an lawnchair and cut a hole and rig up a garbage bag.  That was the bathroom and it had rules.  If you pooped you had to change the bag or if it was too full you had to change it,  Then we had to haul it out.  So my aunt lost a bet or something and had to hold all the bags on top of the camper.  The bag leaked on her and no one wanted to drive with her for the 6 hour ride home.  

Peace out peeps.

To whom it may concern tell me not to do something/do not share

I'm one of those people when you tell me not to do something I'm going to do it.  Well as long as it's not dangerous.  But skydiving could be fun.  The wind flying up my nose and through my brain.  Not to mention the sand between my toes.  What there's no beach in the sky?  Whatevs in my world there is.

But really you post something on Social Media and ask people not to share.  Umm there are jackasses who will share it and because they like it.  You should be thrilled that your work is getting noticed.  If your worried put a watermark on it.  Stop being a whimp and not get offended get over your feelings.  

Also,  most people know when to post and when not to post.  Get some common sense and don't tell people not to post something when it has already been discussed it's a private event.  The goldfish in my brain even know that it doesn't belong on Facebook even if the hamster running on his wheel in your head doesn't.

Ok byeeeeee