Twenty-nine years and counting

My husband knows how much I love camping and the outdoors, so this past weekend we camped in our backyard.  We dug out the 4-season tent, the goose down sleeping bag with its wool lining, and our quilt from the bedroom for extra warmth. Now since your head gets cold while sleeping I wore my hat. Yep, I looked pretty darn funny, in my pajama’s & hat. I can’t show you the picture of me in my pajama’s or my husband in his blue long johns and blue shirt (imagine a tall smurf), but here is the tent:

Eureka Tent
Inside of tent_2

It sounds silly, but just being outdoors seems to revitalize me and I am very lucky to have a husband who will pretty much do anything to please me. This October we will be celebrating our 25th wedding anniversary, but what I found even more impressive is that we have been together for 29 years this summer. My exact words to him were: “I have been sleeping with the same guy for 29 years!” Okay, that sounds pretty crude, but truth be told, it was the first thing that popped into my head.

Where does the time go? Our eldest will be 23 this year but I still remember the day she was born, all twenty-four hours of a very painful labour.  Middle child will be 20, another twelve hours of labour etched into my mind. Lastly, the teenage boy will be 18 this summer, and again, twelve hours of painful labour. Would I do it all again? In a heartbeat, but this is where the time went, three children who I gave an enormous amount of time too and still do.

So what does all this have to do with camping in my backyard? Well sometimes you just have to get away from it all, you need a change, and I am very easy to please (well sometimes). I will choose camping in the bush over a 5-star hotel any day of the week, and right now we are unable to go away, thus the backyard. By the way, here is a picture of the toilet when we go camping:

Toilet in the woods

It was very cold Saturday night, –10 Celsius but the tent was warm and cozy and then there was the cuddling. You can never pass on a good cuddle! Now, of course, the dog was not too impressed with the tent that night. We eventually put him back in the house but he kept howling and barking, so hubby went and got him again, and this time he settled down. The second night was warmer, only –3 and the dog stayed in the house because the teenage boy was home (Cocoa, the dog doesn’t like being alone). Back to us: the night was perfect! More cuddling and I only woke up once to go pee!

Where’s your getaway? Backyard camping or 5-star hotel?

24 Replies to “Twenty-nine years and counting”

  1. Haha! your kids must think you’re crazy! I know what you mean – I love the excitement of sleeping in a tent and hanging out in a field for a couple of days, but I am a fair-weather camper – can’t stand the cold at night. I once spent a night in a tent in the New Forest and awoke to 4 deg and that was cold enough. The bedding was all damp and I had been awake since 5am feeling the cold creep up through the mattress!

    1. Yes, my kids think I am nuts, and so does my husband for that matter but I can easily spend a week in the bush. It sounds like you just need a warmer sleeping bag, and for the cold weather, I did sleep with a hat on, I would not win a beauty contest!

  2. I have only ever been camping once……. when I was 15yrs old. I took my heated rollers and make-up and body lotion etc., and couldn’t understand why the 3 other girls fell about laughing.
    I never want to be that far from room-service ever again !!!! LOL

    However, I have to say that I now fancy back-packing round India so I guess I have mellowed.
    Incidentally, I have been sleeping with the same man for 43 yrs !

    Perhaps it’s time for a change ??? *winks*

    1. Heated rollers & make-up, lol.

      I would so love to go back-packing in Europe, but darling husband says no. He does have a point because he would have to carry everything for me. I will have to find another way to see Europe.

      Congratulations for sleeping with the same man for 43 years!

  3. Sadly, camping is my idea of hell LOL. What I would say however, is that your husband must be wonderful, to camp out with you! 🙂 I can see why you enjoy it, and the confined space has its good points (cuddling!) but nope, i like hotels, with real beds and real loos!!! 🙂

    1. So I take it you didn’t particularly care for the “loo”? It’s probably one of the best aspects of camping, you get to view the wildlife and swat the mosquitoes biting at your backend!

  4. You know i’m a camping girl inside and out… but thats not to say if a 5-star hotel in miami (or a 4 star in Toronto for that matter) came my way I would say no. I think each is fun in its own way for different reasons.

  5. I cannot abide camping! 5 Star hotel luxury for me. Although saying that, since camping is the only way we are likely to ever be able to afford to get away again I may well have to get used to the idea. The last time I went camping was for a youth conference about 10 years ago and our site got flooded, so I remained in the same clothes for days while the rest of my stuff dried out!

    1. We have gotten wet many a times, one year I was forced to try all our socks by fire, we smelled quite smokey for days. Overall, the kids didn’t care one bit, they were having fun.

  6. I love camping, hoping to do more of it this year. I also think its a lot more intimate and romantic than any night spent in a hotel with your other half, because you’re closer together and you need to cwtch and warm up 🙂

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