Still living camp in my head....

Hi Steve,

How are you tonight my friend?  The stars are shining, the sky is clear, but we're expecting rain later tonight.  I'm glad, we do need it.  But in my mind, I'm still living at camp...it's hard to let that go after 9 days of complete immersion.  And because we left a day early, my imagination still feels like maybe they are all still there, and I'm missing out on all the fun....even though I know that's not the case.  I miss everybody already.

Everybody we know from camp is back home, getting back to work, and dealing with "camp drop."  I woke up today and felt all gung-ho about getting this house cleaned, so I had a shower, ate some breakfast, and put some laundry in the washing machine....and then, woe is me, I made the mistake and sat down on the couch.  That was it.  I was zonked.  Dozed off and on for nearly 2 hours.  That is "camp drop."  You don't really realize that you're sad about it all ending until it just hits you suddenly after it's all over, and the sleep you DIDN'T get while you're at camp suddenly sneaks up on you out of nowhere.  So, in my head, I'm still at camp, kinda going through grief now that's it's all over and done.

I wish we could have a do-over.  The weather wasn't so great at first, we didn't get to any classes, our sugar levels were all over the place, we didn't get to go to any dungeons and play, and Pete got kidney stones out of nowhere.  It's just not fair.  I was looking so forward to it all year long, only to be disappointed at all the damned inconveniences that hit us like that.  Now I gotta wait ANOTHER year, until the next camp.  Sigh.

Well, anyway, one of Pete's community theater friends came over earlier tonight and had dinner with us.  She's moving to Chicago and just wanted to say goodbye before she left.  Turns out, she is a huge fan of yours too.  :)  We had a giggle or two about how silly we get when we hear you sing.  She said her kids all love Journey---the ORIGINAL Journey, not so much the new one---and they know all the songs.  I told her about my best friend's son, Noah, who squealed like a little girl when he opened his Christmas package to find an old Journey t-shirt of mine that I no longer wore!  I love seeing younger kids get into the music of my day, it's kinda cool.

Apparently Pete's friend also thinks you look MUCH sexier with long hair....so do I.  Oh, and she also says that Neal is a bonehead.  Oh! Speaking of Neal, I have discovered that whenever he posts something on Facebook, he has apparently removed the ability of anyone to comment on them.  You can share the posts, but that's it.  HA!!  I guess he can't take any criticism at all from anybody.  That really TRULY shows the level of immaturity that he's never evolved from.  Maybe he just got tired of reading comments from a LOT of people who all told him the same stuff, "stop posting your personal problems on a public forum."

The one thing we didn't agree on about you, however, is that 64 is NOT OLD.  She said that 64 was her mother's age, and that was a bit too out of her range as a love interest.....I said, "Hell, MY mom is 64 too, but DAMN he's STILL SEXY----so YEAH, I'd still go out with him in a heart beat."  She just shook her head, "Too old for me."  I said, "GOOD!!! THEN I WIN!!! MMUUUUHAHAHAHA!"

You're mine now.  It's official.  GRIN!!

Well, on that note, I guess I'd better scoot to bed.  Love you lots....xoxo

Bye for now.  I'm going to mail the hats to my friends in VA Beach tomorrow!  If you hear some screams from this side of the country, it'll be the two of them opening their mailboxes.

Love, Rebecca