Nov 26 2014

[home video] deer lake 2014

I’m really behind with…well, almost everything.  But the internet went down the other day and I wasn’t able to do what I had planned for the afternoon (which was to blog a photo session on my work site) so I ended up finally finishing the video of our camping trip from this summer.  So if you are one of those people who get depressed during the winter and always wish it was summer, then here’s a winter pick-me-up. (*side note* I LOVE the winter.  I am not one of those people)

I made a video in 2012 of our last camping trip to Ross Lake and I just realized I never posted it here or on my vimeo channel, only on Facebook.  Here’s the video of our slightly disastrous camping trip to the mosquito haven named Ross Lake.

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Sep 8 2014

oh, deer lake.

We went camping!

Dave and I have always loved camping, and this year was our first chance to bring Lucy with too!  We are so fortunate to live in one of the most beautiful places on earth, and to have our pick of amazing campgrounds right nearby.  I had never been to Deer Lake before, but it was close to Harrison (which was nice incase we needed anything, or wanted to go in to town for ice-cream-which we did!) When I booked it, the reservation map showed that it was almost completely empty and I liked that!  There’s nothing more annoying than being at a busy campground and having babies crying all through the night–something I didn’t really want to inflict on other people.

Originally, Dave and I had budgeted our summer vacation for a trip to go down to Seattle, but the more we thought about it, the more we were nervous about the logistics with a baby (who has too many feeding issues to list) and trying to plan days around that.  Spending time at a quiet campground seemed much more relaxing.  So we used some of the money that we set aside for hotels and food to buy ourselves a nice new tent (after all, our teeny pup-tent probably wouldn’t be too comfortable with a baby and a dog) and a few other camping accoutrements.

Lucy seemed to really enjoy herself, and loved to crawl through the dirt and pick up pinecones and leaves.  We were really relieved at how well she did.

A typical morning at Camp Rodda.

All of a sudden, Lucy decided that not all food was poison and did really well eating.  She at half a piece of bread for breakfast one morning which was pretty crazy!

Typical afternoons.  Note, the look on Minnie’s face.  She hated camping.  This is why she looks terrified in most of the pictures.  To add insult to injury, when we were walking through the campground, some doofus had two unleashed pit-bulls who charged at Minnie (she was leashed).  One had it’s mouth entirely around poor Minnie’s back, and the other was grabbing at her ears.  Dave was trying to get Minnie away, but he also had Lucy in the baby carrier and didn’t want to get too close.  The owner (who ran over almost right away and eventually got them off) said they were not being aggressive–but seriously guys. Seeing your dog in the mouth of a pit-bull is not pleasant.  Poor Minnie.

Case in point.

“Let’s please go home…please?”

We loved our new tent.  It was two rooms, that could be made in to one giant room, which we did.  It fit our play pen perfectly, and in the evenings when Lucy got kind of squirrelly just before bed we had a big quilt on the ground to let her bomb around and get some energy out.

The lake was lovely and quiet.  It looks like it was cold that week, but it was actually very hot and humid!  We just didn’t go in the lake because none of us felt like putting on our bathing suits.  Haha…

Lot’s of games were played.  Dave totally schooled me at risk, but in my defence, I have only ever played it once before this time.  I beat him at Skip-bo though, so it was ok.

And lastly…because Dave said no one would believe us if we didn’t take a picture…I did indeed make eggs Benedict from scratch on a camp stove.  And yes, they turned out lovely, thank-you very much.
I also did a lot of video and if I’m diligent enough, you may see some highlights soon!
 See our pictures from our 2012 camping trip here (we didn’t go last year because I was gigantically pregnant and not in the mood to sleep outside!)


Jul 14 2014

word prompt: HEAT

**I am a part of a small blogger collective consisting of other mom bloggers and each month we are given a word “prompt” to write about.  This months prompt is “heat””**

When I was thinking about this post, I couldn’t help but get all nostalgic for the summers of my childhood….

Like most others, when I was a little girl, summertime was my favourite time of year.  Our family spent a lot of time camping and playing outside in the sunshine.  We lived in the country for most of my life and always had a great big yard to play in.  Many summers my dad would make the worlds biggest slip-n-slide out of a large roll of black plastic and it took three sprinklers to wet it all.  We loaded it with dish soap and would fly down it all day long.  One of my brothers and I built a treehouse in a big old maple tree (complete with a tire swing) that many hours were spent playing in it.  We had a wooded area to the back and side of our house  and we were always out exploring the woods (and getting covered in stings from stinging nettle).  We also spent most summers up at an old cabin near 100 Mile House on a lake called “Crystal Lake” (the picture above was taken there) where free range cattle would roam around, and treasures were always to be found in the old cabin.  I wish I had a more pictures of the cabin because it’s perfection.

At some point though, I decided summer was lame and too hot and I would wish it away and wait eagerly for the cooler weather.

Since Lucy was born though, I find myself looking back on all the amazing summertime activities that I did as a girl and I am, for the first time in a long time, really welcoming the summer heat.  We’ve already been spending plenty of time in the sunshine (well, the shade-shine for me and Lucy, as the pale ones) and the pool is getting plenty of good use.

Dave and I are planning our first family camping trip for in August.  We’ve gone several times as a couple but this will be Lucy’s first time.  We are so excited to get away and start our own family summer traditions.  I’ve started a pinterest board of camp food recipes and of course I’m building it up in my mind to be the ultimate quintessential summer experience.  We all know there’s a good chance that this will backfire on me but I can still dream, right?

I can’t wait to share with you all about our camping trip.  Click here to view the blog post from our camping trip two years ago (we didn’t go last year because I was hugely pregnant).

“Heat” is the July writing prompt of The Mommy Blogger Collective. In addition to a monthly writing prompt, the collective hosts a monthly blogger featurette. This month we are featuring Renee of oh renée. A few words from Renée — Oh Renée started as a creative outlet for me a few years ago, a happy place to share creative and fun projects or fashion. Since then, it has evolved into one of the best things I could ever have done with my time! The last few years of blogging have become much more personal to me- more of a way to document this life of mine, with my husband, with my little boy and with the world around me. I enjoy sharing glimpses into our days and sharing in other mom’s lives as well, as part of this wonderful world of social media. Being a mother is better than anything I could have expected! Truly. I call Ohio my home, I keep the joy of traveling and exploring new places close to my heart, i spend my evenings knitting and am never without a book in my hand or in my purse. My blog is much of the same! You can find me on Instagram at

/// The Mommy Blogger Collective /// Christina, Courteney, Dena, Erica, Erin, Gillian, Katie, Misty, Nicole, and Renée. ///

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Aug 17 2012

campy camp

Let me just preface this blog with this statment:

I am not a pansy.

Contrary to what many people think, I do like camping.  I spent many summers camping with family and friends.  Yes, in a tent.  Yes, with outhouses.

This weekend Dave and I went camping for our holidays.  We were both very excited because we haven’t camped together for quite some time (well, other than the week that we spent in a tent in the mosquito infested jungle drilling a well in Bolivia…that doesn’t count for camping.  It counts as torture. Wait…I mean…”Yay! Well drilling!”) Anyway…the last time we camped was the second year of our marriage, and it was a great trip.  So obviously we were stoked to go again and make a tradition of it.  Some friends recommended a lake called “Ross Lake”.  It sounded super (and it was free) so we went.

As we pulled up we saw how pretty it was, and oohed and ahhed and talked about how fabulous this was going to be.

And then…

We got out of the car.

I’m not joking when I say that we were swarmed.  SWARMED. by mosquitoes.  I mean…it felt like we were back in South America. (except there was no fear of malaria or dengue fever mosquitoes)

I ran back into the car and told Dave that we were going home. (You may or may not know of my monumental fear of mosquitoes, brought on by our time in South America, as well as our time in Egypt.  I also swell up more than your average bear when bitten.  It’s gross.)  Dave, being the practical one (“We did not drive two hours out here just to go home.”) reassured me that it would be okay and we should set up camp.

So we did.

And then we sat in our tent.

The next morning we decided to drive to the nearest town and pick up some mosquito essentials.  A tent for around our picnic table.  More bug spray.  Citronella.

And then we sat in our tent around the picnic table.

It was seriously so bad that even being covered head to toe, and having bug spray wasn’t enough.  They were relentless.  Poor Minnie didn’t know what to do either.  That afternoon we decided to go for a bit of a drive to find the beach area of the lake, and possibly get away from the mosquitoes (we were told that they weren’t so bad in some places).  Then as we approached our car, I heard Dave let out a sigh and a “Ohh no…”

Flat tire.

This trip was not winning any points for being awesome.

Luckily Dave is a handy dude, and it was fixed in no time.  But still.

That night we stayed up late drinking cheap wine and smores, while I tried my hand at night photography. (be kind when you see my shots…I’m still trying to figure this all out).  And we decided that we would go home the next morning.

It was the best decision ever.  I can’t say I’ve ever been more happy to go home and shower (wash off the layers of bug spray) and sleep without the sound of a mosquito in my ear.


I was pretty stoked.  Can you tell?

Car games.

This bird tormented Minnie the first day.  We couldn’t chase it away.  It kept coming back and walking within inches of Minnies leash.

Dave forgot a long sleeved shirt and had to borrow my hoodie to keep away the mosquitoes.

Yeah! Mosquito nets!

Citronella.  Romantic.

Rockin’ our Mennonite Brethren conference mugs.

Angry pug is angry.

Swimming!  We later took Minnie in.  She was not a fan.

Waiting for the sun to go down.

Dave read dystopian sci-fi to Minnie.

Being a creeper.

The one shot of a shooting star that I got.  There were many, but I only managed to get this one.

Good night!  Sleep tight!  Don’t let the mosquitoes bite!


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