Through the eyes of a woman

Ahhhhhhh..the fresh air,inhale deeply.Why is it that fresh air at 5:30 in the morning smells so sweet?Then when your eyes start to open,you realize its still dark.You stand there in the middle of the woods wondering what you are doing there at this hour.The birds are singing,but then you realize they are laughing at you.Because they know what,you are only realizing.You are here to serve your man while he is off fishing.

Yes women, your men allow you on this camping trip.They do this just for you.Yeah right.After all, who would cook,clean and run their errands for them if you were not there?

Its now 6 in the morning.The men arise and inform us that they are going fishing.They will be back later for breakfast.You are still half asleep,so you just nod your head in agreement.

You need coffee in the worse way.You run down the road for the water.There is no better feeling then to get splattered with cold water at 6 am ,in the middle of the woods.It takes you 3 trys to get that small camp stove lit.You put the water on to heat and 30 minutes later,you have warm water.Why are camp stoves so darn slow?

Wad a little paper,set it afire.Add a little kindling,when it gets started good just add some large pieces of wood.Viola,fire.

It was at this point that I realized I HAD A BIG PROBLEM.

The men had also forgotten to cut any wood.I am a city girl and I have never cut wood.I pick up what I know to be an axe because I saw the men cutting wood with it.I aim at the log like I had seen the men doing.Ladies do you want to know a secret?That wood is made of rubber.

Yep,my axe bounced off that log and I am lucky to still have 10 toes.I grit my teeth and use some choice words and aim for that log again.This time my axe gets stuck in the log and would not come out.About this time I heard a giggle.

Yep..my 11 year old grandson and his friend decided to wake up and was getting a good laugh at me.Needless to say,my wood chopping was over before it got started.I grabbed a large piece of that log and threw it on the small fire.It caught fire..haha..I got the best of that log after all.

The boys got up and decided they wanted to go rafting on the river.I am cold and they want to get on that cold river.My daughter takes them to the river and comes back to camp.We clean up around the camp,make beds,sweep out camper and poke "that" log.

Now its time to start breakfast.As we start,I swear the men appeared out of no where.Its like they were hiding behind a bush watching us.They are wet and wanting coffee.hehe,, I fooled them.It was ready and waiting.We get them fed and off they go fishing again,but not before they tell us they want lunch brought down to the river.Yep,down to the river..oh well we don't have anything else to do today.That went over well with us women.

We clean up the mess a little and decide to sat down and relax ..yep,there come the boys ready for breakfast.We feed them and its time for the rafting again.My daughter takes them back to the river and comes back.We then realize.. we haven't eaten yet.Time for clean up again.

We get all that done and get back to camp.Its now lunch time.We make sandwiches,the boys come in and need a change of clothes and towels.We feed them...Now down to the river to try and find the men.That is one long river and the men seem to be hiding under the trees.We find them and they state that we are late.Grrrrrrrr..like I said pushing their luck.As we start to leave the men,they now need something else from wal marts.Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

I just know it must be late afternoon.Nope.My watch says 1 PM...This has been one long day.I didn't realize at that moment but it would be even longer.We go to wal marts and then to take back to the men what they had wanted.We go back to camp,clean up the mess and then time for the boys to go back to that river and rafting.These are healthy boys but I think their legs must be broken.

2PM...time for a break before supper.Wrong..

we need to get water and lay out the men and boys clothing.They will be wanting hot showers when they get back.This is suppose to be relaxing? For whom?

I always need 2 or 3 days to rest when I get back home.I work harder when I am suppose to be relaxing then when I am at home.My daughter and I seem to be doing something wrong.When I figure it out,it must stop.

I won't bore you with the evening hours,just to say I went to bed at 9 PM.I never go to bed at home before midnight.Does that tell you any thing?

So,ladies be careful when going on a camping trip,unless you set some rules before you leave home.The men will brainwash you into believing they are doing this all for you.