(Obviously this is going to be a good year for me, Jack Bauer has placed a special blessing upon it.)
I have been itching to go camping for ages... like since we got camping gear for our wedding 2 years ago. I am terribly ashamed that our tent sat unused for so long. I wanted to go in AZ but it was difficult to work anything out with our schedules (hospital schedules put a serious cramp on weekend trips). And then Kate had to keep taunting me with amazing camping pictures, hellllooooo! The idea didn't come to me until the morning of my birthday, so I'm incredibly grateful we were able to make our little spontaneous camping trip happen.
It was perfect.
To backtrack a bit, for lunch before we left we ate ribs and zucchini slaw. It was the first ribs I've cooked and I was thrilled. Jason was ready to move to Texas.
We went to Ledges State Park. It was less than an hour away; a quaint forest campground in the middle of corn fields. Everything in Iowa is in the middle of corn fields, you see.
This is possibly the grossest thing I've posted on my blog. We found some millipedes.
Those legs are what nightmares are made of.
To counteract that terror, here's a pretty flower!
The best hotdogs I ever did have.
And yes, we ate them as is, no bun, no toppings, no utensils. Cause we were camping.
The gooiest, messiest marshmallows!
Hot dogs and s'mores again in the morning. Oh yes we did.
Possibly even gooier the second time around.
I will leave you with the life story of our campfire. I miss him.