At Your Leisure

Fisher had his heart set on going camping last weekend. I am okay with camping, it just seems like camping in Idaho in October is asking for torture. I could picture myself and two little girls shivering in my sleeping bag all night. However, though Fisher knows that I am always right : ), I have to admit that I was wrong. The weather was beautiful. The scenery rich with autumn change and color. No one shivered except stubborn Curly who insisted on NOT sleeping in a sleeping bag. My parents came along also and we had an enjoyable evening. I find it funny that camping is considered a "leisure" activity. You spend ten times the amount of time planing, gathering supplies, packing, driving, unloading, and setting up than you do actually "leisure-ing". And that is just getting there, you have to repeat it all when you go home, which in our case was the next day.

We spent the rest of the weekend at my parent's home. We watched conference, worked on projects, bottled applesauce, and had a girl's night with my mom and sisters. I guess I should clarify that I spent the weekend doing the above listed items. Fisher spent the weekend fishing, watching conference, and sleeping. However, I did manage to convince him to go to Latin dance night with my sister and her date (after she convinced me that was something I wanted to do). I thoroughly enjoyed learning to salsa and I could tell by Fisher's amazing hip wiggling that he did too. Too bad I didn't catch that on camera.