Stuff That Makes Us Hillarys: We Be Campers

...in the beginning...

We are the Hillary family. I can't actually claim all of us to be Hillarys, we've meshed with the Stimpsons, the Doxstaders, the Merrimans, and the Lowreys - but the more you hang around us the more we kind of rub off on you, and poof - you become a Hillary. Which, after reading some of the things that we do might sound like a pretty frightening thing. The disclaimer is that I cannot embarrass any of my children, and I promised. Then I uncrossed my fingers. We love the following people in our family.... Del & Nicole, Matt & Bethany & Drew, Em, and the Noahman Ashley & Mike and Baby Mackadamia and soon to be..., Mandy & Ryan, J-man and Dimples, and Ryan and Katie - yes we own two Ryans! Not pictured: Zoey the German Shephard, Opi the newly adopted puppy, BG & Baby Red the Macaws (the latter two Zoey would eat if put in the same picture). Welcome to our Blog. Don't take us too seriously.... life is meant to have a never ending, bottomless tub of buttered popcorn and laughter.

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

We Be Campers

Well, several of the Brave and the Free decided to go to the Willow Canyon 7th Ward Campout. Needless to say - the rest of the ward left from Sandy through Park City. Our family left from Sandy through Provo (had to pick up the camping students from BYU) then to the assigned destination. Which took 35 minutes for the first group and our family???? About 3 hours over 4-wheel drive unmarked by human territory - we arrived. Not without laughing so hard that we had to stop the car just to start breathing again! Ryan Merriman, my son in law will never ride with me again.... wait - he needs a ride to the airport on Monday.... HEEHA! Here are our stories of the rest of the adventure. We had a tent that would hold 400 people but Mandy and Ryan had to have their own tent.... Go figure...... We gathered for the campfire and sang some songs and played some crazy game that only our ward could do called, "Wha?" I lost right away - but Ashley was one of the finalists. She came away with her smile and the overall experience. That night we were camped by the Dastrups. Their son Jeremy asked if the Hillarys were going to be noisy all night - his mom said probably... he said good, it will keep the bears away! I didn't think they need to worry - we peed all around their tent to keep the bears away! In the morning the Hillary crew was hard at work making pankcakes, and eggs. Then the games began - we were the Yellow Team - the Gold medal team no doubt. First we had to blow bubbles, Kyra Morris won! (Full of Hot Air!) Then we had to run down the lane with water weenies between our legs - looked more like we were running to the outhouses! Next we had to find the Olympic colors (fruit loops) in a pile of sawdust - please don't eat the rings afterwards. Next in line was eating chocolate after rolling the dice Vegas Style (don't tell the Bishop!) Finally - we rubbed vaseline on our faces and then mashed our faces into cotton balls - the more the merrier! In the end the Yellow team was defeated but we also were fully fed with chocolate, fruitloops and bubble gum, and worked the extra calories off by running, and wrestling in sawdust. Needless to say - we cleaned up and left town - finding the road we were suppose to take on the way up. Using the extra time to head to Subway for $5.00 subs and Kyra's 'dark beverages'. Camping - a great sport to be followed by a hot shower.