This past weekend Kelly, my sister, her boyfriend, Mac, my parents and their two dogs all went camping at Fort Worden in Port Townsend. This has been a tradition of my family’s since before I was born. I look forward to it every year. We usually stay in the officer’s old homes but this year we all camped. We always go to the beach, shop in town, play games and eat a lot of food.

This year was a lot of fun because for the first time I brought my husband Kelly and my sister brought her boyfriend Mac. I am so glad that Mac and Kelly get along so well. Sometimes almost too well.

The officer’s homes.

Kelly, Mac and my sister, Kelly on our way back from the upper bunkers. We needed a snack.

Mac’s Quotable Quotes

Over the weekend I got to know Mac better. Here are some quotable quotes from Mac:

“I’m not going to donate blood! They can die.”

When the camp host came and asked us if we needed anything Mac replied,

“um, how ‘bout a winning lottery ticket or a steak or an Asian prostitute.”

I can’t remember when the last time I laughed that hard at the look of the camp host’s face.

Raccoon Mischief

Early Saturday morning about three am Kelly, myself, my sister and Mac all woke up to something rustling through our food bins in our campsite. It turns out we were being robbed by a family of raccoons. They were able to pop the tops off of our Rubbermaid containers and get to all sorts of goodies. By the end of the weekend we had “given” the following to the raccoons:

1 box of giant Safeway cookies

1 loaf of bread

1 bag of hamburger buns

1 bag of hot dog buns

1 bag of cinnamon jolly ranchers

1 Costco container of red licorice

Kelly’s beloved truck.

Mom and Kelly watching everyone else play bocce.

Kelly and Dad poking around with the truck.

Mac and Kelly. Awwww.

Me and my dad.

Sunday, May 31, 2009 8:07:41 PM (Pacific Daylight Time, UTC-07:00)    Comments [0] Trackback