Since we became married folk we seem to go through phases. Some last about 3 days and others hang on for over a month. Some of our phases have been:
-House hunting Phase
- Puppy Phase
- Television Phase
-Frogurt Phase
-Frisby Phase
-Selling everything we own on KSL Phase
-Helicopter Phase
- Oreo Phase
As of the last 3 days Nick has brought us into......... wait for it.......... Camping Phase. I remember before we got married many a conversation about how we didn't see ourselves being campers, and staying a night at the Motel 6 is about as "campy" as we'd get. Well since he is now in a "phase" camping is all he can talk and think about. I tried to remind him about the no showers, no bathroom, and having to spit your toothpaste out on the dirt. Something about that reallllllyyyyy creeps me out. Those reasons were not dimming the light in his baby blues...
Tonight you should have seen the excitement come over Nick when he got his foam pad. He was way more excited about that than he was for Christmas. No lie. I love when he gets real passionate about something. It's cute. So our first camping trip is planned for this weekend with his family. It will be an adventure and I'm going to have a good attitude, because if you know Nick at all you can agree that he can sell anything. He can be selling you so well on a subject and the next second he can flip it and start selling you on the other side of the argument. Yeah, he's talented like that.
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