Camp Week 8: Fun week, with a "FRA-GEE-LAY" experience

Week 8 went by normally, but it had a weird point.

Anyhow, my campers were relatively independent, but one was a little fussy.
There was one camper who gave me some problems, (he threw his leg brace at me) but that was my worst problem, that week.

So, this week I finally got to camp at the top of the hill. Mitch took me up there.
Activies were fun. I'll never forget Tuesday's swim session:

There was this one girl, who wanted to play lifeguard with me. I didn't like the idea, but went along saying "Don't do anything stupid" Then she dragged me into the deep end, and we contiued our game. I remember Jess and Val, were in the deep end as well. I don't remember who Jess was with though.

On the top of the hill. I had a crazy egg cooking time, throwing eggs into the pan, and throwing them onto a plate before adding the next one.

Wow.

Here's the "FRA-GEE-LAY" (Anybody see "A Christmas Story?") experience I was talking about. On Wednesday night, I slipped into the women's unit, to discuss switching a duty. Then Andrea came out, wearing these sexy schoolgirl socks. I said "Ooh, get a camera, I want a picture" so she did. But instead of giving it to me, she gave it to Deb, Nicole's mon and coodinator of arts and crafts. Then she got next to me, and pulled her leg up in front of me. I grabbed it, thinking she wanted me to hold it.

Oops!

I went back to the Men's unit flushed and unable to talk. Andrea showed up about half an hour later for sleep duty, and I slipped away unable to look at her.

Don't worry, she wasn't angry at me.

By the way, I confessed this whole incident at confession today.