girls camp is in full swing. with the dynamics of our area i play a very small role in camp. i did not have to attend planning meetings. i did have to find rides for the girls and today i’m heading 80 miles out to camp. informing bossman of my early departure was met with pleas to tag-along. pleas which continued to the point i thought bossman just might come see what skit night is all about.
me: i need to leave around 1 today to drive out to our church’s girls camp in cle elum.
bossman: absolutely not–can’t do it–no way. i could do 1:30…
me: are you anti-camp? it really is just a bunch of girls who only get one shower a week!
bossman: i’m in!
me: ha ha! so you’ll come and teach a little lesson?
bossman: how long do we have to stay?
me: you’re killing me. probably around 8 or 9. all i know is they called me last night and asked me to bring the girls candy or anything with sugar!
bossman: ok we’ll stop in issaquah. is what I’m wearing ok?
me: you are not going to girls camp!
bossman: i don’t see why I cant go
me: well it’s not that you can’t… it would just be random.
bossman: seems unfair, it’s because I’m jewish isn’t it?
me: hey even if you were mormon it would be weird.
bossman: if i were mormon–i would be on the Quorum of the 12 apostles
me: why do you only want to be #7?
bossman: i want that on my jersey. we do get jerseys don’t we? or cool jackets?
me: well maybe when you are apostle #7 you can start some new traditions.