Monday, June 13, 2011

It's Funny How One Night Can Seem Like Just Enough and Hardly Enough All at Once

1.  My wife didn't have the baby without me (though she didn't have the baby yet at all).
2.  The Equate Claritin hiding in our cupboard was somewhat helpful against my allergies.
3.  The zombies haven't taken over yet.  One more day to party.

It's a dew covered morning out at Five Mile Pass.  About an hour ago a young member of an LDS congregation bellowed as the leader explained that it was time to get in the truck and go out on their outing.  The boy protested, but his protests fell on deaf ears, either because they didn't care or his Banshee cry blew out there ear drums.  All  has been still, but oh, look there.  The sun is just peeking over the horizon.  It's warming rays kiss the dust and the cave men's dwelling.  We may just get lucky enough to see... yes.  One caveman unzips the dwelling and steps into the light.  Notice the squinting eyes, the hunched back, and the protruding belly.  Yes, this is a Paulus Needsmoresleepus.  You'll note the hair on his face, the sticks in his hair.  Clearly related to humans, but severally under evolved.

Yeah, camping was a blast.  By the end we all smelled greatly of burning cedar and something else that would be difficult to define and none of us would probably want to.  We did sleep next to a large group of boys and their fathers, one of which could not seem to stop crying, which was super fun at like four in the morning.  I did feel a little bad for them when I noticed the gallon jugs of Tropicana on their folding tables, slowing soaking in the heat of our biscuits and gravy and hash browns that the wind was carrying perfectly over to them, but for the most part I just wished their leader would have let the poor boy sleep.

As I figured, it was short lived (one night) but lots of fun and just enough time to mostly catch up with each other, and reminisce about stuff we did together, or other good and horrible camp outs we'd been on.  All in all it was a success and a memory that I'll cherish for a long while.

In other news, I'm taking the copy of my book my dad edited today and I'll be compiling to start sending out to my other editors.  I promised one I'd email it before tomorrow, so I'll have a lot of work to do today.  I should be able to do it though.  It's really exciting seeing it all come together.

And, as I said in what I'm grateful for, my wife hasn't yet had the baby.  The 'due date' is only eight days away though, so it's getting close.  I'm really excited.  Which is the most obvious thing to say ever.  And on that happy note, I hope you have a good day.


  1. Glad you had fun camping.... and yay no zombies!

  2. Only eight more days. Wow your life will be changed forever in just a weeks time.

  3. Wow... this pregnancy seems to have flown by or is that just me... In a couple of days Paul, you are going to be a DAD!!!!!! How freaking exciting is that!!!!

    As for your book, GOOD GOING! I hope it gets snapped up and published immediately!

    Happy you had awesome camping trip! Even if you did have to listen to some crying, although perhaps that was meant to be in order to prepare you for your upcoming future! :)

  4. LOL. Caveman camping.

    Crazy, just 8 days. It's going to be happy and tired Paul very soon.

    Already have editors that's a great start. Good luck.

  5. I'm pretty excited for the birth as well - sorry I've been so distant as far as commenting :( I do try to read on my phone when I can. I just got back from a week of church camp and am even FURTHER behind *sigh*. Anyway - I am still here friend!

  6. 8 DAYS! exciting yes!
    I love camping to but not in winter. We have postponed our camping trip till it gets a bit warmer.
    Good luck with the editors. Poor hubby tried to go to the library today to write but couldn't find a parking spot so came home.. lol.

  7. @Haven
    I know, right? I thank God for every day with no zombies.

    I want to say, "I know," but I don't really think I fully do. At least I don't know HOW much it will change.

    It really has flown by. It feels a little like when you plan to go to Disneyland for months, and you can hardly believe the day will come when BAM! it suddenly hits you in the face. And I actually had the thought that the bawling may have been a window into my future.

    Isn't that what camping is? We scratch, we stretch, we yawn, and we mostly just don't care what people think. :)

    No worries. I never assume blog life is more important than real life, and some times we need a little more time for the real stuff.

    Yeah, I also hate camping in winter. It's just started getting warm enough here for it to be enujoyable for me.

    I will say that finding time to write is even difficult for me. Who knows what it'll be like once the kid gets here...