into the woods

It's time for our annual Girl Scout camping trip. Em & I leave in about 2 hours.

Part of me is exicted, because this is the last year I'll go, and I'll get to see her do some really cool and fun things.

Part of me is less than pleased that our cabin doesn't have a bathroom. Barbaric! Don't they know Moms really need access to toilets at all times? I am praying and crossing my fingers that I don't have a rehash of our trip to Cincinnati, and the period from hell. No one wants that.

Part of me is glad that we have an adopted 'sister' for the trip. This will either keep Emma in a really good mood, or go bad fast. I'm hoping it's the former.

Part of me is scared that I will be forced to do one of the challenges, such as zip lining. I'm not scared of the challenge...I just don't want some 18 year old to ask my weight so they can harness me up. Ugh.

Part of me is annoyed that any of this bothers me, and just wants to go have fun.

Have a great weekend and wish me luck!