This morning I got up early and did the thing everyone does just a day before a camping trip: come on, yell out the answer if you know it! You've been camping, right? Yes! exactly, I went shopping for new bras. I tried on over 20,000 and bought two. Camping strength.
Then I stopped by the patio furniture section of the department store. They had an outdoor room set up with a comfy, cushioned furniture, a coffee and end table set, a bar, a portable air conditioner and a patio heater. There was an electrical generation station of some kind so one could plug in a television. And some smart dinnerware. And this was all enclosed inside one of those screen rooms, which had a zippered door and some hilarious employee had added a battery operated door bell to the outside. I sat at the bar and ordered a Mai Tai. Which, apparently, they didn't have.
I thought to myself what these people really want is a basement. I mean truly, like aren't there some sort of essential requirements that make one's stay outdoors actually be outdoors. How about "no doors" for one.
I'm a stickler!
3 comments:
So, you're not on Paxil or Valium yet? Good for you!
I hate camping. I need a real bathroom and a comfy bed. I'm not one who likes roughing it.
According to your previous post, you don't like it when people overuse punctuation.
Why is this????????
Oh that camping gear was too funny. On that note, we do own a remote controled lantern, which is great so you can see to get out of the tent quickly for those 3 am potty runs.
My man would camp if he had a room like that. sissy.
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