Britney, Lindsey, and Nicole

Today has been a pretty good day so far! I've been pretty motivated, and I've gotten all of my clothing in my chest of drawers organized, and pulled out stuff to be either thrown away or donated to Goodwill. I just had some lunch, and while I'm letting everything digest, I thought I'd blog. It is after all, another day! Actually, I can't believe it is Saturday already! This week has went by rather fast. Maybe just a little too fast! I have a to-do list that stretches for miles. It is my own fault for being lazy and procrastinating! Today I've got to be down to business.

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I don't remember all of the details to this story, because it happened in 2004. Everything at camp becomes a blur as soon as the summer is over, so this is hard to remember!

Okay, this was my first summer as a UD. I had a counselor by the name of *Britney. Britney was a great counselor, and happened to have a very unique cabin of girls every session. Like the time she had a very quiet little camper, *Lindsey. Lindsey was pretty quiet and well-behaved, even if she did have a habit of isolating herself from time to time. Imagine mine and Britney's horror when little Lindsey suddenly went on a rage, writing graffiti all over a cabin poster and ripping it down. Or the time Britney had, what we like to refer to as an "All Star Camper."

*Nicole happened to be my favorite all star camper of the summer. She even ranks in my top 3 of all star campers. This kid left us equally humored/horrified all session long. Here are a couple of the highlights of Nicole, via conversations between Britney and I (as I can foggily remember). Britney must forgive me if some of these details are off.

"Tamara... I don't know what to do. Nicole is freaking me out, and she just freaked out my entire cabin."

"What did Nicole do?"

"We were telling stories at flashlight time. She started to cry about her pet that died."

"Oh no, don't tell me she had a cat or a dog that died right before coming to camp!"

"No...it was a hamster. But that wasn't so bad... it was the way the hamster died."

"Um... how did the hamster die?"

"She killed it."

"What?!?"

"Well, apparently it was an accident. But..."

"But?"

"Her hamster died in a fire."

"She set fire to her hamster?"

"Well, not intentionally. She kind of set fire to her house."

"What?!?"

"She said there was some kind of accident with a candle she lit, and she left an oscillating fan on next to the candle... and she burnt half her house down."

"Wow."

"Uh-huh, and the hamster's dead."


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"Tamara, we have a bio hazard!"

"Urine or vomit?"

"Definitely urine. Definitely Nicole. She couldn't make it to the bathroom on time, and she had an accident."

"Ah. Okay, well is she cleaned up? We have to go to the concert like, now."

"She's got a bigger problem. See, she just kind of stood there and had her accident. Tamara! She peed in her shoes!!!"

"She peed in her shoes???"

"Yes!! Pee in shoes. Pee in shoes! She doesn't have any shoes to wear! Can the health lodge wash shoes?"

"Well, they're going to have to. Now what the heck are we going to do for her? She needs a pair of shoes. She didn't bring an extra pair?"

"No, but I gave her a pair of mine to wear for the night."

"Oh no! Britney! She's been coming in everyday complaining about this apparent foot fungus thing she's got on her feet. She drives me nuts over it everyday, but I keep telling her to go to the health lodge, because I can't do anything about it here!"

"Aw! Those shoes are new! She's wearing them barefoot!!"

"Ohh."

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Happy Saturday!

* Names have been changed to the names of popular Hollywood starlets to spare anyone possible embarrassment/add humor to the story.