Week 3 has passed and week 4 (12-17 yrs. old) is just about to. Today is my day off and, after having a full night's sleep on night duty (the chillens were well-behaved), here I am.
I really miss my camper from last week, a lethal combination of cute and cuddly, but my camper this week is quickly becoming the love of my life. He is a slow-walker, non-verbal and functions cognitively at 2 months. Therefore, he is a big baby and I love helping him around camp. He is cutest when drinking from his water bottle and when floating awkwardly in the pool (his swirling motions remind me of a sea lion or otter). The best thing about him, and also the most confusing thing about him, is that he will stare into my eyes for extended periods of time. He kind of drops is head down, gets in your face and then locks eyes. It is cute because I know he wants something from me but I also have no real way of knowing what it is.
Today he is with a floating counselor, but as is with any day off, I can't help but think about my camper. To distract me from longing for him, I'm thinking of running some errands of the Target variety*. I also might find it in myself to drive to Elon and clean my fish tank. The drive isn't that long and if I do decide to go, I will probably get to see Jenna (who was abroad Spring semester). It's been a very long time and she'll have lots of London stories to tell. Jenna would also be able to catch me up on the episodes of True Blood that I have missed (no cable, not even TV, at camp).
In the afternoon, I will probably meet up with David. He taped an episode of Chopped, which is our guilty pleasure on food network (among many other guilty pleasures on food network). It's basically like three short Iron Chef competitions (one for appetizer, main dish and dessert) and involves four competitors instead of just two.
I should probably get going now. I need to shower and plan my day.
Love,
Monica
P.S. My week off is next week (starting on Friday) and I will be going home to MD for the first time since March! Can I just say, I miss seeing (and smelling) cows each and every day.
*My "water-proof" watch filled up with water yesterday evening while in the pool. It stopped working completely minutes later (though I'm not sure of how many minutes). I'll need to get a new one as soon as possible because you can't live at camp without knowing what time it is and I need to cover up this horrendous watch-tan. Speaking of tans, take a look at this ring tan I've developed:
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