Sisterhood of the Holey Pants

This past weekend was my annual Girlfriend's Camping Weekend. We all had a great time, drank a little too much beer and ate too much junk...just as we planned. :) A few tidbits from the weekend: Inbreedsville, Meth Watch, Salve, Sue Drop, Navy boys, Pee spots and Tick Check.

But by far the fondest memory was the memorial for Bean's holey pants. She had them for 17 years and they went camping with us every year. Needless to say the holes left little to the imagination anymore. So we decided, some not willingly, that we would burn the pants. It took a little pushing (or attacking some might say) to get the pants off of her but we did. The four of us spoke about our memories of the pants and then piece by piece they went into the fire. It was sad, but the campsite will be a little more G-rated for it. :)

I had a blast girls, can't wait till next year!!