Thursday, August 26, 2010

Sexy Camping

Our friends from L.A. were visiting for the week.

We have a lovely cottage that we use as a guest house. It has great high ceilings with cherry beams and mica lights. It sleeps six, has a foosball tables, an eating area (that I stock with lobster shaped cookies, blueberry wines, fancy creams and VIA coffee) and an entertainment system. All windows face the lake.

However, when one spends their days in a concrete jungle, they still consider this "camping."

Imagine their kids' disappointment when they showed up to "camp" and see where they are staying.

Maybe I should have made cookies in the shape of wet, collapsed tents, black flies and hemmorrhoids.

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