The other side of “Farm Camp”
So, you may be wondering “Since your kids were in Farm Camp each morning for 4 days, and you and K were off work during that time, what did you do with those 12 free hours?”
Clean the house?
Read works of great literature?
Volunteer at an animal shelter?
Build a relativistic heavy ion collider in order to produce a sufficient quantity of antimatter to complete my plan for world domination?
Uh, that would be none of the above. But I am thinking about starting that last one.
Here’s a small summary of what we did with our weekday mornings, presented through the use of corporate logos*, in chronological order:
Vacation has to start with
breakfast biscuits and hash browns.
Our second home.
I need to return to the mother ship every now and then
The fries just aren’t as good as
McDonald’s
K says their chai was good
(she’s the connoisseur)
K actually insisted we stop here. Really.
As I alluded to earlier, no great literature was purchased.
Just more tomes from the The Great Leader, aka Martha Stewart
If you can’t get Krispy Kremes,
the hubcap-sized donuts from here will suffice.
And they are the only known location of the elusive
chocolate-iced, raspberry-filled variety.
Again with the chai requirement
Are there any American shopping centers
that don’t have one of these?
K tried on a lot, but no keepers
Usually a favorite, but not much there this time.
I tried to talk K into a pair of 4″ heeled,
platform sandals, but no dice.
I’d spend all day here. K, not so much
They should call this “Five Pounds” since
that’s how much weight you gain
The Chai-fecta
I included these together as as study in contrasts
No, not playing in it,
just watching Tiger Woods in person
Let’s just say that by the end of this week, we’ll be broke, sunburnt, and will need to hire a personal trainer.
July 2, 2009 at 8:31 am
Now I want chai. Do you see how much time you could have had at the mother ship if I lived there? I would have done the heavy lifting (and drinking) for you.
And amen on BK fries. It’s the only fasty place where I actually order the side salad bc the fries are so bad.