6 Days

My sister said that if I can't find a job I can always resort to donating plasma. I know I will find one!

The other day at camp one of the boys had run off and was missing from our group. R (the male counselor) went to look for him. When they came back R told us that he had asked the boy where he was, this was the boy's response: "I was lost. I was looking for Jesus to save me" R told us he told the boy, "Sorry buddy, you're looking in the wrong place, this is a Jewish camp" I thought it was really funny.

Kindergartners wear me out. I think my sleep debt is so high I could sleep for a month. 6 more days of camp. Not that I'm counting.

Memory Tag

Several of my friends have this on their blog. I'm a little late joining them.

Here are the rules:

1. Add a comment on my blog, leave one memory that you and I had together. It doesn't matter if you knew me a little or a lot, anything you remember!

2. Next, re-post these instructions on your blog and see how many people leave a memory about you.

If you leave a memory about me, I'll assume you're playing the game and I'll come to your blog and leave one about you. If you don't want to play on your blog, or if you don't have a blog, I'll leave my memory of you in my comments. Join the fun!