Day Camp is over.
I said I would be back with pictures, but I guess I didn't mean it because I not only didn't take pictures, I didn't even take the camera
In a nutshell, it was hot. I still have a tiny bit of yellow dye under two fingers but the majority of my Easter Egg-ness has faded away. Tuesday night I was a big colorful mess starting with my tie-dyed hands and shoes and ending with the sunburn on the back of my neck. Right now that burn is pealing and it is SO pretty.
Wednesday I shopped in three different grocery stores spending around $400 buying cookout food for 170 people. It was crazy but it also went super smooth. I only forgot 3 bags of carrots and a bottle of ketchup out of all of it. When you go in a store and buy 23 pounds of ground beef most people would stop and stare. My two overflowing carts barely caused a ripple in the store though. I was surprised how NOT surprised people were at my shopping.
The theme of the week was native Ohio animals but the actually underlying theme was, "It is so damn hot out here!" Groups of girls would go down to the river to observe nature and come back drenched head to toe. A little dip in the river never hurt anyone and probably saved a girl or two from heat exhaustion.
Everyone wants another duct tape craft for next year. Thank goodness I have a whole year to come up with something.
Showing posts with label day camp. Show all posts
Showing posts with label day camp. Show all posts
Monday, June 29, 2009
Monday, June 22, 2009
Day Camp and Duct Tape
Day one of Day Camp went off with many hitches. Many, many hitches. But being true Scouts that we are we made the best of it by begging leaders to be flexible and drinking lots of tea.
Monday is always the day that we tie dye all the camp shirts. That's my big job, overseeing the tie dye station. Unfortunately the shirts didn't come in. So scrambling around we flopped the Monday and Tuesday schedules and instead I led the making of duct tape lunch bags. Now I've taught tie dye for years and I have it down to a science. But I've only taught duct tape once before and that was to three girls in an air-conditioned room. My first group today was twenty-seven strong and everyone wanted the pink and lime green tape. I only had twenty cutting surfaces and eighteen knives. Luckily, their leaders jumped right in cutting tape and helping the girls who were clueless. It was chaotic, but we got through it.
By the end of the afternoon almost everyone in camp had been through the station and emerged with tape covered bag. My giant mountain of tape is down to a small hill. Some of the bags were works of art. Others were a piece of work. But not one girl complained that it was stupid craft and when working with that many girls, that equals success.
The shirts are suppose to be in tomorrow so when you see me my fingers will tinted blue and red. If I'm lucky and careful it will just be my fingers though and not my arms, legs and face!
Monday is always the day that we tie dye all the camp shirts. That's my big job, overseeing the tie dye station. Unfortunately the shirts didn't come in. So scrambling around we flopped the Monday and Tuesday schedules and instead I led the making of duct tape lunch bags. Now I've taught tie dye for years and I have it down to a science. But I've only taught duct tape once before and that was to three girls in an air-conditioned room. My first group today was twenty-seven strong and everyone wanted the pink and lime green tape. I only had twenty cutting surfaces and eighteen knives. Luckily, their leaders jumped right in cutting tape and helping the girls who were clueless. It was chaotic, but we got through it.
By the end of the afternoon almost everyone in camp had been through the station and emerged with tape covered bag. My giant mountain of tape is down to a small hill. Some of the bags were works of art. Others were a piece of work. But not one girl complained that it was stupid craft and when working with that many girls, that equals success.
The shirts are suppose to be in tomorrow so when you see me my fingers will tinted blue and red. If I'm lucky and careful it will just be my fingers though and not my arms, legs and face!
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Not about day camp... and yet all about day camp
I've started two post this week about being at Day Camp. But since they were boring as hell to write, I figured they would be twice as boring for you to read. This is the second year that Fearless Co-Leader and I worked the role of Business Managers which is the sweetest gig at camp. Here's the whole week at a glance.
Monday: We were in charge of overseeing the tie-dyeing of 150 shirts. My nails still look like Easter eggs.
Tuesday: Pretended to look busy most of the morning. Ducked out of camp on the pretense of buying charcoal (which we actually did buy), but also went out for lunch and showed up back at camp in time for closing flag.
Wednesday: Went to four different stores and spent about $350 on food for...
Thursday: Cook day at camp. Some units had successful meals. Some units had disasters. The Ad Staff cooked for ourselves and it was the single best day camp lunch I've ever had.
Tomorrow: Peering into the future I see us organizing tons of equipment before Ed shows to pick it up at noon. After that we'll just wandering around until it's time to pick-up the Popsicles.
That's about all you need to know about day camp. Now to share with you the song I've had stuck in my head all damn week making me crazy. Poor Fearless also had to suffer because she had to listen to me sing it.
Monday: We were in charge of overseeing the tie-dyeing of 150 shirts. My nails still look like Easter eggs.
Tuesday: Pretended to look busy most of the morning. Ducked out of camp on the pretense of buying charcoal (which we actually did buy), but also went out for lunch and showed up back at camp in time for closing flag.
Wednesday: Went to four different stores and spent about $350 on food for...
Thursday: Cook day at camp. Some units had successful meals. Some units had disasters. The Ad Staff cooked for ourselves and it was the single best day camp lunch I've ever had.
Tomorrow: Peering into the future I see us organizing tons of equipment before Ed shows to pick it up at noon. After that we'll just wandering around until it's time to pick-up the Popsicles.
That's about all you need to know about day camp. Now to share with you the song I've had stuck in my head all damn week making me crazy. Poor Fearless also had to suffer because she had to listen to me sing it.
Saturday, June 30, 2007
Camp, dancing and dead things
A week of day camp is once more behind us. This was by far the BEST week of day camp ever. Yes, it was disgustingly hot on Monday and Tuesday and yes, the field trip was to the dump (not kidding!) but the fact remains. Why? Because this year, myself and my partner in crime were the business managers instead of unit leaders. This meant we got to run around and spend money that didn't belong to us and buy outrageous amounts of stuff. We're talking over-flowing, multiple carts. We could up and leave camp during the day (go out to lunch!) instead of broil in the sun while whiny girls sing the same song for the fiftieth time. Sure we had to oversee the making of the tie-dye shirts and I'm still a little green around the nails, but that's nothing compared to boo-boos, tattle-tales and constant bathroom trips. It was heaven!
I truly thought that posts about play practice would be a daily thing, but so far I haven't felt like it. Mostly because we don't get home until after 10 and I'm dead exhausted. Let's see... how to sum it all up... The average age of the actors in this show must be around 19, so I'm usually swinging between feeling young and being a part of them or feeling like I'm way too old for this shit. I'm holding my own with the singing, but it's the dancing that's kicking my ass. I'm come home some nights feeling like I'll never walk right again. By Thursday, my feet are just plain crippled! And it's so hot in the auditorium! You just stand there and sweat and then have to go stand way too close to other people who are just as sweaty. It's a charming society! All that said though, I am having the time of my life. This has been a terrific way to spend the summer. And the kids are loving it too. They have a much less physical job to do than I, but their part is much cuter than mine. This show is going to rock and EVERYBODY BETTER COME! July 26th - July 29th. No excuses!
I have an agreement with the man around here: I clean up all the body fluids (barf, etc.) and he cleans up things that are dead. Yesterday, when I went to change a load of laundry, beside the dryer was a chipmunk who had seen better days. I only took the briefest of looks before I ran out, but he was basically drawn and quartered. And the man is not here. I scurried across the street where I found the kids and three friends and explained (probably screaming) about the problem. The five of them bucked each other up, grabbed shovels and took off. About five minutes later, they all came out of the house screaming, but the job was done. Their descriptions of the poor creature were way more than I could handle, (especially the parts about the maggots!) The deceased was bagged and taken out and the boy didn't barf, but came very close. They even cleaned up the floor. My heroes! As a reward I built a fire and they all got s'mores.
The boy leaves for Boy Scout camp in the morning for the week. One week from today the man will be home. How will the girl and I survive this week with just the two of us? Stay tuned!
I truly thought that posts about play practice would be a daily thing, but so far I haven't felt like it. Mostly because we don't get home until after 10 and I'm dead exhausted. Let's see... how to sum it all up... The average age of the actors in this show must be around 19, so I'm usually swinging between feeling young and being a part of them or feeling like I'm way too old for this shit. I'm holding my own with the singing, but it's the dancing that's kicking my ass. I'm come home some nights feeling like I'll never walk right again. By Thursday, my feet are just plain crippled! And it's so hot in the auditorium! You just stand there and sweat and then have to go stand way too close to other people who are just as sweaty. It's a charming society! All that said though, I am having the time of my life. This has been a terrific way to spend the summer. And the kids are loving it too. They have a much less physical job to do than I, but their part is much cuter than mine. This show is going to rock and EVERYBODY BETTER COME! July 26th - July 29th. No excuses!
I have an agreement with the man around here: I clean up all the body fluids (barf, etc.) and he cleans up things that are dead. Yesterday, when I went to change a load of laundry, beside the dryer was a chipmunk who had seen better days. I only took the briefest of looks before I ran out, but he was basically drawn and quartered. And the man is not here. I scurried across the street where I found the kids and three friends and explained (probably screaming) about the problem. The five of them bucked each other up, grabbed shovels and took off. About five minutes later, they all came out of the house screaming, but the job was done. Their descriptions of the poor creature were way more than I could handle, (especially the parts about the maggots!) The deceased was bagged and taken out and the boy didn't barf, but came very close. They even cleaned up the floor. My heroes! As a reward I built a fire and they all got s'mores.
The boy leaves for Boy Scout camp in the morning for the week. One week from today the man will be home. How will the girl and I survive this week with just the two of us? Stay tuned!
Wednesday, June 28, 2006
More Day Camp
The sport today was soccer. A bunch of soccer coaches from somewhere came out and ran some really fun and interesting drills with the girls. They seemed like really nice guys, really knew there stuff. This is a blow-up thing that could tell them how fast they kicked the ball. They got a prize if they hit the target as well.
Here's the girls chasing the ball around in some kind of scrimmage. I can't say what exactly they did, because we leaders we're spending the time taking it easy in the shade! The girls were very good sports and showed a lot of hustle considering that it was warm and they were in the sun. The girl says she doesn't really like soccer much, because all it is is running around kicking a ball. Can't argue with that, really.
We also did a couple of dinky little crafts today that aren't worth a picture. The boy is at day camp, too, in the sibling unit. They usually have more fun than we do, but the river has been too high for them to play in this week. Bummer. Tomorrow, we cook in the unit!
Here's the girls chasing the ball around in some kind of scrimmage. I can't say what exactly they did, because we leaders we're spending the time taking it easy in the shade! The girls were very good sports and showed a lot of hustle considering that it was warm and they were in the sun. The girl says she doesn't really like soccer much, because all it is is running around kicking a ball. Can't argue with that, really.
We also did a couple of dinky little crafts today that aren't worth a picture. The boy is at day camp, too, in the sibling unit. They usually have more fun than we do, but the river has been too high for them to play in this week. Bummer. Tomorrow, we cook in the unit!
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
Day Camp
It's day camp for the kids and I this week. This year camp is sports themed. Everyday we are focusing on a different sport. Yesterday was volleyball and hiking.
Today was bowling...
I skated, too, in my extremely cute skates. I will most likely be very sore tomorrow! It's been forever since I went to the Roller Arena, but it all came back pretty quick. I'm sure someone there got my picture. Maybe if it's halfway decent, I'll try to get it on here.
Today was bowling...
and roller skating!
I skated, too, in my extremely cute skates. I will most likely be very sore tomorrow! It's been forever since I went to the Roller Arena, but it all came back pretty quick. I'm sure someone there got my picture. Maybe if it's halfway decent, I'll try to get it on here.
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