I was unwilling to come near this because I didn't like the design and didn't feel like learning what the code was saying because that is what I will be doing all year long, at least during fall semester.
This is a place where I will write down memories. Many joyful ones along with trials.
Joy does not come without hardships on this earth.
Sweet Tea Tyree.
About a year ago, it was the fourth of July at Lake Retreat.
The day before, we just got done with high school camp and the summer staff was hanging out at camp. We decided to go into town which was only about a 20ish minute drive. My lovely amazing friend Tyree and I began talking and somehow found a similar joy - Sweet Tea.
We decided that we wanted to get some. We went to the Covington Wal - Mart . . . no sweet tea.
Sad faces.
We went to Safeway on our way back to camp, and once again no sweet tea.
Back at camp sweet tea - less, we chilled at the lake and I believe that was when like a bunch of us were in Lungren watching The Office until like 1:30 or something. Maybe that was a different day. Nonetheless we were at camp without sweet tea.
Fourth of July.
Lake Retreat has a party on the lake and people come and get food and enjoy the day.
Some people may stay the night, some will go home. Stephen and Eric, the camp year round works even set off fireworks from the floating dock in the lake.
I ask my father if he would like to come up since I am there and my mother is in Japan.
He says he will [ he likes driving...he is driving across the country next week!]
He asks if I would like him to bring me anything. I just said Arizona Sweet Tea.
Later on the fourth my father comes and he tells me this story of how he went to like seven stores to find this tea for me. It was so brilliant. My father is amazing. [He is even despite the tea] He found it in like an AM.PM and a 7.11.
I had my amazing friend Tyree meet my father and thank him for the sweet tea. It was so great.
And I had my father at camp! I had 2 free meal tickets, one for lunch and one for dinner and I didn't eat lunch so my father was able to get a meal without having to pay for it.
We ate and later watched the fireworks. Then my father went home that night.
Yea, he likes driving. My dad brought about 15 things of Sweet Tea and other Arizona flavored drinks. It lasted well through the next two camps.
And on a random note, I had and kind of sill have this obsession with butterscotch pudding.
At camp I got that at Wal -Mart and I had orange Jamba juice spoons with me to eat them.
These days I just have metal spoons in my purse.
My mother calls me the spoon thief.
I LOVE YOU TYREE! =]
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