Thursday, March 5, 2009

The Call of the Wild

I found something fun that I want to participate in! Mama Kat does a weekly writing assignment! How fun is that? Here are the prompts....

1.) Write a limerick.

2.) Normal is...

3.) Describe a memorable camping experience.

4.) What's the best thing that has happened this week?

5.) Did you have a childhood hideout? Where? Describe it.

6.) Words that hurt me.


When I was a teenager we did a lot of camping. Around this family became friends with a wilderness survival expert and I was forced to spend two nights in the woods in a shelter that we made out of sticks and I became violently ill from eating wild mushrooms. I believe that was our last camping experience because there were three of us(me, Bobbi and Mom) and one of him and we put our collective feet down. But that isn't my most memorable experience...OH I shall tell you about peeing in the woods.

In July 1980 something, my Dad came home from an Alaskan fishing trip a few days early and he had the wonderful idea that we should go camping in the Rocky Mountains. In true teenage fashion... I'm sure I threw a fit and I'm sure I sulked and pouted. During the night, I woke up and had to go 'potty'. We were in a camp ground but I had no intention of searching for the potty house in the pitch dark so I was going to just squat outside the tent. I got out of my sleeping bag and started to pull my sweat pants on when a wild animal screamed just outside of the tent. My heart stopped and I took my sweatpants off....since I had just pissed myself. My Dad, who apparently was awake...started laughing at me and asked if I needed to go to the bathroom. I informed him that I no longer needed to go thankyouverymuch.

After Dad joked that my idea of roughing it was staying at a hotel that didn't have room service!


  1. I remember that trip! And I remember that he made mom and I get up and pee too so he wouldn't have to keep watch while us gals tinkled at different times during the night.

  2. Funny memory! That's my idea of camping too (hotel with room service).


  3. Well it's no wonder you're not a fan of camping!! Peeing on wild animals and getting violently ill are certainly things that would deter me!

  4. When we go camping I just keep a bucket outside the tent door. I am a frequent night potty-er and I hate walking all the way to the camp bathrooms 3 or 4 times in the pitch blackness. (It freaks me out!)

  5. Okay, I just peed myself from laughing so hard!!

  6. I'm not big on camping either. My idea of camping involves a cabin complete with air conditioning and indoor plumbing.

  7. I actually love camping, just not in a tent. We have a camping trailer, so if it rains we can just go inside. It's the best of both worlds really.

  8. Bless your heart! The wild animals can be a real drag. I don't blame you at all.

  9. haha! staying in a hotel without room service sounds just like my sister's idea of a camping trip too.

  10. Not a thing wrong with pissing yourself while camping, nor preferring hotels to tents. There's no way to avoid the splash (as a girl) while peeing outside - I've even tried standing straight up - no luck.

    Funny what Bobbi added about your Dad making she and your mother go too!

  11. Connie - you crack me up.

    I've stayed at hotels without room service before and it's just one step away from peeing outside.

    Just kidding - sort of.

  12. My family would never let me live this down. Awesome. I hate camping by the way, I hope you used this as an excuse to never, ever go again!


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