I loved being a Girl Scout.
#1- I liked selling cookies. Didn't I? Now that I think about it... I was too shy to go door to door. Yes, that was allowed in the dark ages. My Dad actually sold them for me at work.
#2- I did make lots of nice friends. Right? Wellll... Most of the girls whispered about me and giggled at my clothes. I wore Calvins before Brooke Shields so... they thought my name was Calvin. Truth.
#3- Sewing was super fun. Hmmm... It's taken me 30+ years to get up enough nerve to attempt it after that puppet patch fiasco. So, I guess that's a negative. (Check out the mad sewing skills on the sash below. I think that was my mom so I come by it naturally.)
I did love earning patches, though.
I truly did.
Except the dreaded CAMPING patch.
To this day I can't figure out why anyone would ever go camping- by choice?
I earned the above patches, alright. I even camped more than once. My parents thought it was a good idea. For some reason we never went camping as a family??
And this is what I learned...
#1- It's possible to hold your bladder for an entire weekend. One whiff of that hole in the ground and I was in survival mode. Don't get me started on the size of the spiders...
#2- If you don't bring a change of clothes for each day of camping you'll end up in a sleeping bag buck naked with 2 other girls. Has this ever happened to you? Me neither, but the leaders gave our troop a helpful heads up.
#3- If there's any poison ivy around- even just the scent of it floating in the breeze- it will find me. Tube socks and calamine lotion for weeks. Every time.
#4- If you're the first girl in the troop to wear a bra your best friend will tell everyone. Then, when you least expect it, they'll stop by to take a peek. All. of. them. Thanks, Jennifer.
#5- If you're thirsty in the middle of the night and you ask someone to spit in your mouth- they won't do it. Still not sure if I dreamed this or it really happened. I think I was a bit delirious from holding my bladder so long.
#6- Washing your hands with a bar of soap inside a pair of nylons and a milk carton that trickled water from holes in the cap was useless. Where was the running water??
It was like an episode of Survivor- without the million dollar prize. But hey, I survived. And I have the pictures to prove it.