The Good News is that I lost 5 pounds at camp this year. Which comes as no shock considering how much less snacking and more walking I do at camp.
Not to mention that the food is slightly less than stellar, and often I found myself saying, "I'll just have some zucchini please, and I'll pass on the grey-ish lemon pepper fish this time . . . "
And then I almost died from the shock that there was no cheese in my meal.
Oh I kid, we had our food catered by Aramark this year and it was not bad at all. It just reminded me of my college cafeteria food (probably because they also cater to college cafeterias). And my palate has become immensely more sophisticated since college. I have graduated to Kraft macaroni and cheese, Chick-fil-a, and large quantities of Mexican food.
As it turns out, however, our resort next week has like seven restaurants. And one of them is a Mexican restaurant. And it's all inclusive. And we all know what that really means: all you can eat chips and cheese dip. and salsa. and enchiladas. and diet coke. and margaritas. . . . I should have those five pounds back in no time.
In the meantime, I figured I should hurry and post a few pictures as photographic evidence of all the weight loss. Oh and of all the fun.
And of all the love. Because these kiddos right here? I am not exaggerating or kidding when I say that I adore them.
Skinny, but apparently incapable of keeping both eyes open for a picture.