Survived the weekend

This past weekend was our big family reunion, which we hold at the camp every year (for 11 years now). I made two new recipes, both of which turned out well, and had a great time. I mostly managed to avoid political discussion, which was good (my 2^nd cousin wanted very badly to convince me that Obama will be assassinated - by a Clinton conspiracy) There was much swimming and boating and eating and hugging of babies. We had a small group this year – probably about fifty people. No one was in drag this year, though there were mullet wigs galore (don’t ask). All in all, it went very well.

Dad, however, is now talking about a desire to sell the camp. I’m the only one in the family he’s talked to about it (and at some length, at that), and I’ve been sworn to secrecy. I’m finding the position a little stressful. I love the camp, but it’s his to do what he wants with, really. I think my mom is going to be devastated, though, at the mere suggestion, and I’m supposed to keep it all a secret from everyone. I wish he’d talked to us all at once, or something. >.<

Macie is recovering, but slowly, from her weekend. She is quite thoroughly worn out. She loves the camp more than any of us.