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Can we just go camping every weekend?


Camaron and I, pretty much on a whim, decided to go camping this weekend. Just the two of us. It was my first night away from Fox, and although I definitely missed him and still thought about him a ton, it was such a treat to have some alone time with just Camaron. His school schedule this semester is very busy, so a little escape to the woods was a welcome blessing. 

Normally, I would freak a little with only us two up in the woods -neither of us are too incredibly well-versed in the ways of the great outdoors. We went with my family just a few months ago though, and everything was still fresh in our minds, so it wasn't nearly as overwhelming or scary as it could have been. We explored, took pictures (obviously), got eaten by mosquitoes, gathered firewood, built our fire, played games, made our dinner,  ate too much dessert, read our books, and then froze in our car all night because we didn't pack enough blankets:( Seriously, how do I not know how to properly pack by now?? I always freeze when I go camping, yet I never think to pack extra blankets the next time. After this time though, I'm pretty sure that won't happen again. Around 5 or 6am, we finally just broke down and turned on the car and blasted the heater. Heaven.
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Lame Boyfriends

Andrea "quirks? what quirks?" Jones -circa 2008

Ok, for some reason I just felt like taking a stroll down memory lane the other day. Somehow, my thoughts reverted back to a conversation I had with a boy I once dated in college. Now, it should be noted, at the time, I really liked this boy. He was probably the boy I liked the most before meeting Camaron. Ok, here is how the conversation he and I had one day went down:

We were driving somewhere to meet up with some of our friends. We were discussing one of our friends and how it was a little surprising to us that she was homeschooled. In the past, most people I met who were fully homeschooled were a little socially-awkward (some more than others). I really don't want to offend anyone who read this who has been homeschooled, but in most cases this just seems to be true (it's not always a bad thing, just a unique thing). Well, I think I said something like "from the few times I've been around her, I wouldn't have thought she was homeschooled. I didn't really notice anything out of the ordinary" Then bf said something like "I don't know, she definitely has some quirks." This lead me to wonder if she even knew she came off this way; if she even knew she had these "quirks." So I mentioned that to bf, and then I said, "What is we have quirks we don't even know about? What is they're talking about our quirks in their car right now?!" 

Then I did the dumb thing and asked the bf if I had a quirk I was unaware of. And do you know what this kid did? He said yes! But he refused to tell me what it was, of course. So I was just left there feeling dumb and trying not to do anything I normally did, because it could be "the quirk." Who tells someone that they have something wrong with them, and refuses to divulge what it is??? That only makes it obvious that it's something horrible that the person can never change about themselves (that's what I figured anyway).

I still don't know what my quirk was. My only guess is that it may have had to do with being too hilarious or too good at Guitar Hero... 

My favorite is that my best friend later told me that she was very glad when we broke up (yes we eventually broke up). "I was never a fan" was what she said -why she never informed me of that earlier, I'll never know (jk, it's because she's super nice and let me figure out he was lame on my own).

So I guess what I'm getting at is that you should never ask someone if you have something wrong with you that you are unaware of. And if you happen to break that rule, get rid of them if they answer "yes."
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A New Haircolor

I decided to add a little extra change in my life this weekend and had my hair colored. I love the red. This is a color I've been wanting for quite a while now -I've done red before, but it was usually really dark and mostly looked like dark brown with a little reddish hue in the sunlight. We went a lighter route this time. And I added back the bangs. I think I may be over growing them out -they always do weird things when I grow them out.

p.s.  Camaron keeps trying to convince me that, since going red, I'm much more sassy now. And quick to anger. Please.
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A Love for Books


Read at least two books with Fox every day.

That was a goal I set for myself around a month ago when I realized Fox just wasn't digging books. I have always loved reading, and Camaron's love for great literature scored him major points while we were dating. And introducing Fox to some of my favorite written characters is something I have been looking forward to for a long time. So I made my goal, wrote it down, and so far I've stuck to it.

Fox loves books now! It makes me so happy when we'll be playing with his toys and then he'll just reach over, grab one of his books, and then hand it to me so I can read it to him. My favorite is when he tuns the pages himself and points at the pictures. It's great! The only problem is that he loves a few of his books a little too much. Seriously, we just read "Brown Bear, Brown Bear, What Do You See?" six times. You sure you want me to read it to you again? Oh well, if this is what it takes to get him to start reading and loving Harry Potter, then so be it.



***Let it be known that Fox has a lot more hair than this picture shows. He does not have a skullet. Also, no, I do not know what my left arm is doing in the above photo. Obviously it was too cool to capture in focus:)

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