Pies, Water and Cows...

Pies...what a wonderful dessert. By the end of Family Camp my pies will be legendary. haha I love it. I don't my kitchen will see this much action for a while. Or at least till next summer. I have to say that even though it is blistering out...I will slave away in that kitchen just to make a bet even. Man I so wish the Pistons had won. *wink* Don't worry, there will be flour in my hair and batter on my face. (Yes Stefan, there will be documentaion.) Friday starts the beginning of an end. It will be the first day, of the last summer I will have. After this year, no more Teen Camp, no more working for Jr. High and Kids camp, no more campfires, or pick up basketball games. No more trips to Wendy's or any of those great memories from over the years. Its rough to think about leaving such a wonderful place as Chambers Camp. Going to camp is not leaving home, it is going home. It's kind of like Cheers, where everybody knows your name. The same faces and places time after time. They never get old. But Chamber is a part of me. I think I have had enough dirt on my feet to last a lifetime. And the water will never get any cleaner, nor the smell get any better. But it is those things that bring me back. The wonderful little things that people take for granted. I can't wait to get back there.