our camping trip to the amazon (or northern MD)

Marleigh turned THREE yesterday.
It seems like it was just yesterday that I was enduring that hell that was giving birth to my 10lbs. 7oz. daughter with no drugs. I swear, I thought I'd die. But, at least I learned one thing, and I pass this advice on to many women that are expecting... there is no need to be a hero. Take anything and everything that they offer you.

This weekend we went camping at Cunningham Falls Park with my father, his GF, her two children and her mother.... so, all in all -- 5 adults, and 4 children. We stayed in what I like to call, closets (not cabins). Our closets were all of 12 X 12 feet, and very buggy. I fucking hate spiders and bugs, and of course got absolutly NO sleep the first night, and thought that spraying the cabin down with bug spray the second night would be a good idea... you know, maybe ease my mind, help me get some sleep. WELL, all that did was drive all the bastards that been hiding in the cracks out into the middle of our cabin, I mean closet. I made Chris stay up for another hour with the light on, smashing bugs. I fucking HATE spiders and bugs, did I mention that?

We had a fabulous time though. We hiked to a huge waterfall, and did a wee bit of rocking climbing and stuck our toes into the water, which was amazingly cold. The falls was gorgeous. On the way back, Christopher decided to prove to all of us that he still has it... and took the "extreme" trail back to the lake... which he RAN, and beat all of us back to the starting point, and we were taking the "easy" trail. He said he wasn't sure HOW he survived, but the trail was definatly not a father... nope, it was a mother. Anyhow, I laughed because he didn't last too long in the sun at the lake... he decided it was nap time around 2. Turns out that jog up and down a mountian tuckered the poor guy out. (sidenote: it's stuff like that, that reminds me why I married his sexy ass...)
We spent several hours at the lake, although after the three foot water moccasin was sighted, I didn't really go in much further then my knees. Fucking animals and bugs everywhere all weekend. I mean for GOD sake...
On the way out to get REAL (espresso) coffee Saturday morning, my dad and Chris said they saw a guy holding up a 6-7 foot snake in the woods, and showing it off to a group of kids.
I MEAN, WHAT?! ARE WE IN THE DAMN AMAZON?? HELLO, MARYLAND STATE PARKS ASSOC.? THESE ACCOMMODATIONS JUST AREN'T ACCEPTABLE FOR ME... THANKS!
I was a fucking jumpy mess the whole time we were there. Terrified that next.... I'd see a lion.
All in all, it was great though. Maybe relaxing for some, not so much for me. But, the kids were hilarious, and we just laughed our asses off for the most part.
Marleigh's birthday (sunday) was spent at my dad's house, with yummy cake, presents, and of course Dora was the candle on her cake!

I was so glad to be back home, in our soft, warm, bug/snake free bed.... I was snoring before my head hit the pillow.