How do you describe an experience like Girls Camp?

Now, sing the subject to the tune of "Maria" from The Sound of Music.

But seriously, how can someone describe it? We can tell you stories from camp (like the fire in the shovel or the 5 minute laughing attack Jessica had), but there's no way to really describe what Girls Camp really is. It's spiritual...and a little irreverant. It's hard work, but it's fun too. It's schedules and spontaneity. It's everything amazing all rolled into one!! And Big Meadow is one of the most beautiful places on Earth.

Oh, and of course I'm overly emotional and prob will be for the next few days. Camp does that to a person. It's just so hard to leave, especially after Friday night. I got sad when I saw the first sign of civilization. I almost cried when I saw Lake Isabella. I really want to go back and be with all the girls again.

I was in charge of First Years. I was also the leader of my Heart to Heart group. And those girls were so wonderful. Cheyenne was sweet and funny. Kim was quiet. Megan was helpful. Brynna was SUCH a sweetheart (she's the girl who tied the bowline in 8 seconds after I taught her (which made her one of the fastest bowline tiers)). And all the other girls were just....great. We talked about having the courage to talk about the gospel, expressing love to our family, and needing to read the scriptures for the lessons they teach and not just the stories (although you can start out just reading for the story).

Then there was Golden Hour. I think it was my favorite part. It used to be my least favorite, but I love it now. It's the spiritual part of the day. Talking about love and courage and scriptures out in the middle of nowhere with the trees and flowers all around is...amazing.

Then there was Certification. I taught knots. First I taught myself, and then I taught the first years (and Morgan). I can now tie a double half-hitch, a square knot (actually, I could do that before...), and a bowline. The bowline knot was the hardest, but I got it eventually (up, around, and back down).

Then we had Crafts and Self-Defense. Self-Defense was a one day thing. Mostly we talked and then we learned one move. In crafts we did chapsticks and little wood cut-out word thingys and flower pins and headbands and super cute bracelets made out of washers and ribbon. Crafts are fun.

The best part was (the food and) free time. It was so great just sitting around the camp and talking to all the YCLs that I hadn't gotten to know last year. And now I won't be able to see them next year... NOT THINKING ABOUT THAT!!! So, the other girls are great. Rachel was our Pyro and Shiloh has sexy hair. It's reddish-gold and down to her butt and it was all wavy right after she took it out of the braid. VERY pretty.

Friday night was testimony meeting with our wards. It was...pretty amazing... We all said something, even the two nonmembers who were there. Oh, wait...McKenna didn't say anything. Anyway, then Bishop ended with a prayer. An amazing prayer. We were all on our knees in a circle and it felt just like we were a family so I was crying over that. Then we all went out to the meadow. Which is a tradition (along with eating ice cream from the ice cream man...)

Spent Saturday saying goodbye. It was super sad and I cried a lot... Got home and had to scrub myself twice before I felt semi-clean.

KK, love you!

Utah Sucks

So, the Utah trip was NOT that great. Love my family and all....but I just don't enjoy spending time with them. HOWEVER, my nieces are adorable. And so is my nephew (it's still weird to think that they're not all girls now).

Haha, speaking of adorable, Cady will now take things to people. I just gave her a cup and told her to give it to Nana, so she ran to Mama saying, "here Nana here Nana here Nana." SSSSOOOO stinking adorable!

Anyways, the highlight of Utah (besides my nieces and nephew) was seeing EMILY!!!!! Still excited about it. I spent two night there. About 48 hours altogether. I met her boyfriend (he rocks) and we went shopping. Oh, and we talked A LOT. I miss her SO much!! Anywho, shopping was fun...we bought something as a joke...and I think my stepdad found it...wonder what he's thinking about that...haha.

More recently, I had been trying to get the parents to let me go see Cameron. The outcome: I am not talking to them at the moment. I was MAD when I found out. I've been trying to do everything possible to get them to say yes...and they were taking so long to decide that I was hoping...and then they said no. So I am NOT happy.

And you wanna know what's really annoying? Everyone trying to get me to see their side of it. I DO see their side. I'm not happy with it. I don't plan on being happy with it. I want to be mad. So I'm going to be mad. And I plan on being mad for a few days. The only problem with being mad...it upsets Mama...which makes me feel guilty. Now, if she weren't completely sincere about being upset, I'd just ignore her...but because she's totally sincere and crap...I feel guilty. I can't even be mad when I have a reason to. And that makes me even more mad.

Cady is being cute again. She's "hiding" behind the fan and leaning either forward or backwards so that she's just barely peeking out. And then she laughs when I catch her looking.