Camp, camp. I love camp. Once I go through those Berry gates I enter a whole new world where regular rules and appropriate conduct don't apply. I find myself becoming less and less lady-like every day---and considering I didn't have much of that in me to begin with says alot. I miss my roomie. She's all Peru bound now. The good thing is at least I don't work at girls camp. These guys may smell, but they are WAY more fun. I love returning because so many returned with me and it's like I got all my brothers back. The kids love pottery and have been calling it "Extreme Pottery", which makes me blush and say "yessssssss..." to myself. I haven't gotten to make much yet, but I am pretty psyched about working my own studio efficiently and getting some RAKU firings in in the process.
Welp, my rest time is over. Back to the kids.