Four Down,

thirteen to go.


Our MMAPer ladies have painted our punch- stained tables. They look great, but the paint won't be completely set for a few days still, and we are about to be swarming with Girl Scouts, so we're hoping that plastic tablecloths will prevent any chipping. Bring on the masses!

I'm A Bit Of A List-Maker.

Placa Azul Especial

Because cooking and dish-washing is a big part of my job, I tend to shy away from recipes that require multiple shallow dish filling, dipping and excess- shakings when at home. I am glad, though, that I wasn't deterred from the pistachio crusted chicken recipe that I tried tonight. It was a little ridiculous. I just wish that Stater Brothers hadn't been out of coriander.

Ausgezeichnet!

Our last two summers here at camp have been internationally seasoned, as we have had kids come all the way from Germany to be a part of the staff. This winter Dominik sent some Kinder Eggs our way. Kinder Eggs are made of delicious German chocolate and house a huge variety of little toys and figurines like those pictured above. My prizes were surprisingly appropriate.

I don't know the person that they used as a model when designing Ipod earphones, but one of us is freakishly misshapen.

There Goes My Quick Bank Run On Payday.

Highway 74 is, as my friend Katie says, "Out of order".

Jeannie Oleson, a longtime Camp Maranatha employee, brought me a bag of coffee today from her daughter Rebecca. Rebecca lives in Costa Rica where she teaches the kids who live in shanties along the river in Jaco.

I was a week late, but got to celebrate Jen's birthday with lunch at Mojito, pedicures, four games of Catan, some Wii Fit and lots of visiting. I love being there for longer than a night or two- we even had time to get my car's oil leak fixed!



Miranda wanted in on this photo op.



Jen made delicious chicken piccata for us; I forgot to steal the recipe- next time.

One of the Wii Fit games asks that you flap your arms like a chicken. I caught the kids flying alongside their feathered father.

Seventeen?!

Lacey is one of the few youth groupers who we've been able to talk into being on summer staff. She moved down to Hemet last year, so is no longer in our youth group, but fortunately is still available for coffee dates. She wanted to hang out on her birthday- what a sweet girl. After Starbucks and a quick trip to Anady's Trophy Shop, we realized that we were hungry, so we made like Del Boca Vista residents, and early- birded our way to Red Robin for a 4:15 dinner.





I don't know where she learned "The Job", but she shows much promise, no?

This Is Real.

Really. I received these directions tonight: "Okay, well you go down Tollgate pretty far, and then you will pass a street, and then keep going straight, then you will see a semi- big, red house, and mine is the bright blue one right after it." After a few follow-up questions, I learned that her house would be on the right, and the street that I would pass "might be" Delano. Break the cycle. Teach your kids their addresses. Thanks.