Steph is still at camp; she comes home next Wednesday. I got a call from the nurse yesterday saying that Steph had stayed overnight in the infirmary with a fever and sore throat—supposedly a virus that's going around the camp. I just called up there a few minutes ago and they said she's back to her normal activities and feeling great, so phew. (You might remember that two summers ago, she got a "virus" at camp and ended up hospitalized down here for a full week.) From her letters, it sounds as though she's having a wonderful time at camp.
Pete and Julie are in week 3 (of 4) at day camp. Pete is in the CIT program and loving it. It's a good group (all 13-, 14-, and 15-year-olds) and they get to help out in a variety of activities around camp, with different age groups. This morning he left for an overnight trip—hiking and camping out in western Mass. and then Six Flags tomorrow! Julie is in Senior Camp, which means that she gets electives all day. Her favorites are martial arts, Adventure Challenge, and cooking (a new offering this summer), but she's also done ceramics, dance, and more. Senior Campers also get an excursion every Wednesday. Her first week they went to Kimball Farm, home of mini golf, bumper boats, an arcade, and the best ice cream around. Last week she went to Wingaersheek Beach in Gloucester, which we always pass on our way up to Good Harbor but have never gone to as a family (I'm sure I went in high school or college, but I don't really remember it). Such fun to go to the beach with a big bunch of kids your age (Senior Campers are ages 10–13)! Tomorrow she's going to Canobie Lake Park—her first time! So she and Pete will both be at amusement parks tomorrow, and maybe even Steph, too, because I think her Trip Day might be tomorrow. Last month her Trip Day was a day at Ogunquit and then Canobie at night.
So, happy campers all around.
Me, I've been taking time out from playing with the kittens to get some work done—at least when they let me on my chair, that is.
Last Thursday I finally took advantage of the gift certificate my book group friends got me for my big birthday—a 90-minute massage! It was heavenly.
Friday night was an annual get-together that I've missed out on the last two years in a row—a dear old camp friend comes up from New York to stay with another camp friend here, and we get a group together for dinner. There were eight of us sitting around the table, retelling old stories and catching up on news and laughing for a good four hours. I woke up the next morning still smiling, and all I could think of was that line from "The Big Chill," when Glenn Close says, "I was at my best when I was with you people." Sappy or not, that's really how it feels.
And over the weekend Andy and I finally decided to join the "Breaking Bad" club. I got the DVD of the first three episodes from Netflix. We both like it so far and will continue watching.
Consider yourselves caught up on everything but food—I have a few new recipes to post in the next day or two.