Camp Food

Third year in a row for G going off to camp.  The food has greatly improved over the  years and this year I think I’ve done quite well for him.  To be honest after the first year there was no where to go but up!  I sent him off with frozen meals that he was to heat up in the microwave that the camp provided.  I didn’t find out until he got home that the microwave was gerbil powered and poor G was never able to properly defrost his meals.  He chipped away at the partially thawed stuff around the edges.  What an unappetizing way to eat stew and potatoes.  Oh well, he was in no danger of starving, the tuck shop kept him well fed with gummy candies.

The following year I planned with this inadequate microwave in mind.  The meals were partially thawed beforehand if not frozen at all and I delivered the food two extra times during the week rather than just once.  I was confident he’d be able to have a warm dinner.  Not so, apparently that year he didn’t even bother to use the microwave.  Too hungry and couldn’t be bothered to wait to heat it so he ate the food fridge cold. All I can think of is, yuck!  He didn’t complain but there must be a better way.

This year I have planned his dinners to be eaten warm or cold.  Rather than casseroles and stews I have made meals of barbecued sausages with roasted potatoes and teriyaki chicken with fried rice along with salads.  They are all fresh, not frozen.  He can avoid the microwave and hopefully the meals will taste good – no congealed gravy to turn your stomach.

I’m going up tomorrow to collect the dirty containers and drop off the new food.  Hopefully the containers will be empty and I don’t just mean the bags of cookies and marshmallows.


Lego Holmes

photo by Paul Hudson


Teenaged boys are the worst searchers for things.

G : ‘Muuuum, I can’t find my shoes’

Me: ‘Did you look in the storage room?’

G: (tone of voice exasperated implying that this was a stupid question) ‘Yes! I looked everywhere!’

I walk into the storage room, lift a jacket off the floor and the shoes are underneath.

I’m thinking of charging for my searching skills.  Fees would be based on how quickly I find the lost item.  If I find it in less that a minute then I’d charge at least $20.  If I have to spend longer then the fee might be a bit less.  Item held until payment made.

So why does this rant about my teenaged son and his lack of searching skills appear on this blog?  He lost his new Allerject!  Not only was it expensive, but it’s a pretty cool device.  I’m not replacing it.  He’s welcome to spend the hundred odd dollars to buy a new one but we have about 5 regular epipens lying around that he’s welcome to use.  I also have not done a full top to bottom search of the house for it.  I’ve resisted.  I’m hoping that having to go back to carrying the bulky epipen might make him think a bit more, take care a bit more with his belongings.  This of course is wishful thinking.  As a growing teenaged boy he has lost many things including his mind which probably won’t be found until he’s 25.