Camp Life

I thought I’d write a poem about camp, Because my “real life” job is slow this week. I refer to the campers, but don‘t get too excited– As usual, it’s mostly about me. I like to visit the younger boys when I can And they’re always happy to see me, As long as I show…

I have heard people say that Lady Gaga is this generation’s Madonna. Is she? Regarding the music, Lady Gaga seems to shine when she’s singing and also when she’s sitting at the piano. Madonna’s vocal range is fairly limited and I don’t think she can play an instrument. But where fashion is concerned—take a seat, Gaga.…

The busses came rolling in around 11:30 this morning. Kids ranging in age from 6 to 15 came barreling out one by one to a singing, cheering, clapping group of high energy staff members holding up painted signs signifying cabin assignments. The returning campers were “home”–hugging the staff they remembered from last summer and excited…

My husband, Cody, owns an overnight camp for kids in Northern Michigan. It’s called Camp Tanuga. Cody and our stubby-tail Golden Retriever, Floyd, have been there for several weeks. Under normal circumstances, Sweet Pea, Lovey and I would be there too, but we’re running a little late this year.

Soon enough, though, I’ll be packing up my girls, my office and my Bendel bracelets to make our summer move.