We left Karra at University for a week long Architecture Camp. A dorm room, room mate, and a cafeteria swipe card. And two hours from home – all on her own. It’s not like this is her first time away from us. She’s gone to summer camp with the church youth group – 8 hours and a state away – but somehow this feels much, much different.
Like every other mother before me, I wonder where my cherub cheeked little child went. How did this happen so fast? She’s only really mine for another year – so much to do and so much to say.
Of course, taking her to camp didn’t come without its adventures – it wouldn’t be us if we didn’t mess something up, right? So, I decided that rather than head east, then south, then west to take the highway to our destination, we would take the smaller state road close to us and go due south until we hit the big highway. Except an hour lateron the scenic route we still hadn’t hit that big highway. We stopped at a gas station near a different university to ask how we get to that big highway. Well, we had to backtrack to the east about 15 miles to get to the right place to hit the big highway and take off on our way. Joel had been bragging about his 80 mph tires and then he got to prove how good they were. We got to our destination about an hour later than planned, but we had allowed plenty of time, so it was no big deal – and Karra beat her roommate in so she got her pick of beds. 🙂
And there was the drama of “where in the world do we turn into the university? are we on the right street? tell me where I’m going!!!” Um, Honey, your lane ends. Um, honey, there’s a parked car in front of you! Why didn’t we drive the new van with the Navi system?
We got checked in (to discover everything had her named spelled Karrat , well it sort of suits a vegetarian don’t you think?), settled in the dorm and then navigated the map to get across campus to the art building. It was really hot and humid and I started to come unglued a bit – not in a bad way, in a melting way. I also got really thirsty because sweet tea just doesn’t cut it like water does (and by the way when your husband wants Quarter Pounders buy one get one for 1 cent – let him and then order the bacon chicken wrap that you wanted in the first place. Otherwise you order two quarter pounders – reg., two quarter pounders with no cheese, no pickles, no onions, just ketchup & mustard, and two quarter pounders with no pickles, cheese, onions, only ketchup. Yep. And then when you’re praying over your food while you open your burger box it goes like this, “Thank you, God, for this food and all of your blessings and the cheese on my Quarter Pounder.” Uh, huh, just order the bacon chicken wrap! and a water).
After the welcome and orientation, we went on the tour of the art building – with a tour guide that didn’t wait for the whole group to catch up to the destination before beginning his speal. So, Joel gives his own tour – he is so full of it!
We left her, finally, and promptly got lost trying to get back to the highway.
And That’s What’s Happening on the Hobby Farm 🙂