What's On the Agenda?
Yesterday I wanted to golf, but it rained hard. So, instead, I hung around the house, lecturing myself that there didn't have to be a list of things to do, and that I could relax.
I checked into Camp Clifford.
Let me tell you, there isn't a lot going on at the camp.
Kathy worked, mind you, so one of the camp leaders was gone. I got out of bed before six, which is a violation of camp rules, but I allowed the other campers to wake up naturally. (That wasn't easy for me to do, by the way).
Sam made an appearance around ten. I had already been to church and grocery shopping. The sauce was on and I'd had breakfast and read the entire paper.
"What're you going to do today?" I asked Sam.
"Little of this, little of that," he said. (The camp motto).
"You guys need to go to church," I said.
"What if they aren't up," Sam asked.
"It's mass at noon, they'll be up," I said. "Trust me."
We watched SportsCenter. At Camp Clifford ESPN is on a loop. They catch Sportscenter ten times.
"You cleaning your room?" I asked Sam.
"I was going to play COD."
A purely Camp Clifford answered.
At a few minutes after 11, I broke another camp rule.
"Get them out of bed," I said.
The day sort of went from there. I took a big Camp Clifford nap. Ate a big dish of pasta....the food is good at camp...and watched mindless television.
By the end of the day, I was bored out of my mind.
"What's on the agenda tomorrow?" I asked my beautiful wife, who was in full camp mode.
She laughed. "Don't really have an agenda," she said.
How do they live like this?
I'm going golfing!
I checked into Camp Clifford.
Let me tell you, there isn't a lot going on at the camp.
Kathy worked, mind you, so one of the camp leaders was gone. I got out of bed before six, which is a violation of camp rules, but I allowed the other campers to wake up naturally. (That wasn't easy for me to do, by the way).
Sam made an appearance around ten. I had already been to church and grocery shopping. The sauce was on and I'd had breakfast and read the entire paper.
"What're you going to do today?" I asked Sam.
"Little of this, little of that," he said. (The camp motto).
"You guys need to go to church," I said.
"What if they aren't up," Sam asked.
"It's mass at noon, they'll be up," I said. "Trust me."
We watched SportsCenter. At Camp Clifford ESPN is on a loop. They catch Sportscenter ten times.
"You cleaning your room?" I asked Sam.
"I was going to play COD."
A purely Camp Clifford answered.
At a few minutes after 11, I broke another camp rule.
"Get them out of bed," I said.
The day sort of went from there. I took a big Camp Clifford nap. Ate a big dish of pasta....the food is good at camp...and watched mindless television.
By the end of the day, I was bored out of my mind.
"What's on the agenda tomorrow?" I asked my beautiful wife, who was in full camp mode.
She laughed. "Don't really have an agenda," she said.
How do they live like this?
I'm going golfing!
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