City boy

Spent last night with the family at their campsite. Boy...Camping just isn't my thing.

Like seeing the family and all, and drinking beer around the fire is always good. But city boy here doesn't like bugs, getting dirty, not showering, and feeling all icky (that's right, I said icky) in the morning.

Guess being a big city boy all my life has really sunk in.

I know I didn't get the other post in I promised, but been a little busy with work and other things. There are many distractions going on right now. Most good, some bad. But most I am not sure what to do with. Maybe a sign will come down from up above and smack me up the head and say "Its right there you stupid idiot! The answer was always RIGHT THERE!!!".