Kelly Gibbons, artist and writer, about me

Thursday, July 01, 2004

I have good news and I have bad news.

The good news is my artwork is online at Weeones Magazine.

The bad news is I won't be posting here for a few days. I know, you're devastated. But if that is the worst news you get all day, then I would consider that a darn good day.

I'm going on vacation. Taking 5 teenagers into the woods is vacation, right?

I'm going camping. Well, sort of. We don't have camping equipment. We used to, but that's a long story that I'm not going into right now. Let me just ask if anyone has ever seen one of those tents that you just throw open and Wa-La: Instant tent. Instant up, sure, but did you ever try to take it down? I did and it is impossible, so I left the stupid thing up in the yard until I had no choice but to cut it up and throw it away. It was a great fort that summer. (Oops, I went into it, but I spared you the long version).

Back to this camping trip. My daughters used to be little tomboys. They aren't anymore. Can you say Paris Hilton with me? But, they wanted to bring their friends along on vacation, and the only way we can afford a place for seven people is to camp. I use the word camp loosely here, because I rented a "luxury" camper that sleeps 8-10 and is supposedly stocked with "all the comforts of home." I guess that means its a four bedroom house, with a King size bed, cable TV and a computer with high speed internet access, right? Yes, girls that's what it means. Wink, wink.

I haven't seen pictures yet. They have a web site, but there are no pictures of our trailer, but I'm sure it will be fine. The place is too new for pictures. Yes, girls that's what it means. Wink, wink.

But it is by the ocean. OK, it's in the state of New Jersey. I tried to book a place closer to the beach, but that's kind of hard to do when you need accommodations for 7 a week before you're leaving during a "holiday week." A really nice man reminded me of that, "Gee, ma'am I'm sorry, we're kind of booked up that week. Do you know it is a holiday?" Wait I said the 5th of July right? Is the 5th of July really a holiday? Yea, I know.

It is only 17 miles away from the beach. That also means it is 17 miles away from the over priced amusement rides at the boardwalk. By the time the girls walk there they'll be to tired to do anything but lay on the beach.

Actually I can't wait to go, I love the ocean, and I really used to enjoy camping. The boys are pleased as punch with the location. They can fish and be all manly and build campfires. I think we can even take a canoe trip or going tubing in the nearby river. And the girls can pretend this is The Simple Life and when reality hits them, they can come back to their simple life. Yes girls, we really are millionaires, but we live this way because we want to see how the rest of the world lives. When you get your trust fund, you can live anyway you want. Wink, wink.

Have a fabulous 4th of July.

posted by Kelly @ 7/01/2004 06:52:00 AM

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