Monday Teeny Poll
By Glinda
Due to Memorial Day last week, the results for the Lost poll are a bit late. A full fifty percent of you stated that you never even watched Lost to begin with, much less having a reaction to the series ending. Or perhaps the reaction was simply one of relief that nobody will be talking about it any more. Seventeen percent of you liked the ending, and only nine percent joined me in being bitter about it. Six percent were sad their weekly ogling sessions were coming to an end, and another six claimed to be a bit befuddled as to what it all meant.
This weekend the men in my family went camping, and us girls stayed behind and enjoyed the air conditioning, as it was unusually hot for this early in the summer. For the record, Glinda does not do camping. I have never camped, and have absolutely no intention to ever do so, despite the pleas of my husband. And by being home, we also managed to avoid heat exhaustion, not having access to a shower, the rumor of a bear in the vicinity, what were thought to be possibly leeches in a stream they were mucking around in, and mosquito bites. Please explain to me how this is considered “fun.” Because anyone who thinks that kind of stuff is fun has a very different definition than mine.
June 7th, 2010 at 2:20 am
Other than traveling to see family camping was our only other vacation when I was growing up. I have a lot of fond memories of camping. That said now that I am old and decrepit I have a different view but will still be taking my boys out into the woods once they get older.
June 7th, 2010 at 3:06 pm
I liked camping when I was a kid. I liked camping when I went out with other single friends and could drink as much as we wanted and hang out all day & night. Now that I have kids, I think that camping = work. More work I do not need, thanks.
June 8th, 2010 at 6:51 am
Kimmer, that’s it. Camping was really fun when I was a kid, but I don’t think it was so great for my mom, who still cooked and had to arrange for clean clothes. All the responsibilities of home with none of the comforts.
Now, I don’t even like sleeping in a hotel bed, much less on the ground in a tent with the closest bathroom 50 bear filled yards away. I want to be in my own house with my things with the noises I know. I have slept in the Fs and Gs in the South American Handbook. I have traveled with my own toilet paper. I do not need to do that baloney any more.
June 8th, 2010 at 5:47 pm
I’m with you guys. Loved it when I was younger. Esp when I was a teen and it meant privacy and time away from the watchful eyes of my mom. But now that I’m the mom, not so much. I do truly enjoy the nature and the hiking aspects, and the being away from phones/tv/computers/jobs, etc. Just not the work and the lack of sleep and backaches part of it. Yosemite has a pretty nice hotel, I hear. Maybe someday we’ll get rich and stay there. That’s great camping.