Mood Swings

Nevermind all that, I now have something to say.

For the next nine or so weeks, this blog will be converted into my camp log. I will *hopefully* be able to record something about each week of camp on Saturdays.

 Clog. No? C-log. Cam-Plog. Plog. Hmmm.

Camp Log…

Ok, clog. (Kid falls and breaks tooth, I get to think to myself, ‘Oh, I’m totally going to clog about this on Saturday’… yep, sticking with clog).

Some thoughts:

1) [This thought brought to you by my drive home earlier this evening] – This summer has the makings of an interesting story… there’s me, the fault-ridden protagonist, attempting to do several things that each have a 50% chance (at the very least) of failure... and who knows how it’s going to end?

·         We interrupt this list to bring you the things that Meredith would define as “failure” for this summer.

o   Looking foolish/hopelessly inexperienced at the staff training or Varsity camps

o    Not achieving a maintainable level of peace with a certain other staff member

o   Remaining indifferent and inauthentic in respects to the whole “relationship with God” thing.

·         We now return to your regularly scheduled list o’ thoughts.

2) [This thought brought to you by my unflappable mother] – “Meredith, you’re not important enough to ruin anyone’s life.”

3) [This thought brought to you by the here and now] – Yeah, mom, except for maybe… MINE. Which is what this whole crazy ordeal has been about all along.

TO BE CLOGTINUED…