Camp Chronicles

Due to rain and well... a few other minute details programming has gotten of to a little more of a rough start then I would have liked but what can you do.

My banquet was Tuesday night. After hours of set up wind blew it the outside part of it down, took out the power, which meant the water, and completely threw off everything.

Trying to read menus and then what the kids had ordered was probably the worst of it.




Renaissance decorations are sparse but we made do. Luckily the candles were already being used for decorations so we had SOME light. But then we bring in Tanya for the rest.

In the end, other then ending an hour earlier then needed because the rain had cut out a large portion of our program, it didn't go so bad. that being said it is being entire redone this week and I'm actually quite excited about it.

Rain kept us in doors for programs that really didn't work very well inside but we pulled them off.

The other big program was Friday night pageant... That actually went very well until we got to the crucifixion. Jesus lost is clothing when he got on the cross. But luckily he had shorts on, but wait, we still had a very blatant XYZ issue. When I ran back to give him his ascension robe, I got slammed in the head by a falling light, which was very exciting.

I've actually been doing quite a bit other then programming. I'm assistant girl's director once a week which is always fun. Programming doesn't really get to interact with the campers much but girls director does quite a bit, that is if they still love you after you do cabin check.

I also have landed a job in the office which mainly consists of getting the mail everyday. This means driving big camp vehicles. Today it was the big diesel dually truck that sounds like a 757 when it takes off. The wheel wells are so fat I felt like I was constantly driving out of my lane. I have also become a pro at driving and backing a fifteen passenger van into small spaces. But my favorite would have to be the Yukon XL. Dad, I want one for Christmas, and the Lord HAS shown me this, and I'm sure he'll show you soon. :)

I am everyday reminded that I am living in a southern small town. Trucks and camo are necessities. Signs on the road ask that we vote for guns in schools and a good juicy burger is just around the corner. Say tofu and you might get stoned.

The jokes seem to abound this year. The one coming tomorrow being currently the best but I'll explain that when I get pictures.

Ad staff always get some type of drinking utensil so we have something to drink the special brew from and Glenn rigged it so he ended up with this one. One particular ad staff seemed to think it would work better as a fish bowl. I mean he could fit his head in the thing... So much for a special brew cup. And if you too are appalled by the ping pong ball, don't worry, Glenn put it there so his fish had something to play with. To this moment I don't believe that he's touched it but we're still holding out. Oh and to keep tradition with last year's Glenn's puppy naming, we're taking surveys for this year's fish naming.






Unfortunately camp isn't as young as it used to be and technology is lacking, especially in the area of a copy machine. One day while copying 40 scripts and sorting them by hand because that button doesn't work... stopping every other script to fix a jam, oh and did I mention having to do 39 because the 4 button doesn't work... I exclaimed in exasperation that when I got rich the first thing I'd do would be to buy a copy machine. A few days later this sign appeared. You can't totally see it in the picture but it says "the future site of the Stephanie Ford copy center" Of course the best picture of me ever was also put on display.



So anyway, that's some of what's going on down in the boonies of South Carolina. We've got 120 campers this week to compare with last weeks 60. We are quite excited. However the weather man is calling for rain again this week and next week in their entirety. If I go insane you'll know why. I'm off to console my many bug bites and head to bed before another 5:45 morning. (why did our director have to be a morning person?)