Cold camping

We recently went camping for a weekend adventure. I was pretty excited for a campfire, s'mores, and tent dwelling. In my mind I would be an amazing camper who gathered wood and made a gourmet meal over a fire I made myself. In reality, I have a really amazing husband who works his bootay off to build me a fire alone because I'm wearing two jackets and am frozen to a chair. It was so cold. There were times where I didn't know if I would be able to endure sleeping on the freezing ground all night. When I complained (I did frequently) Josh would remind me of the great pioneers who endured way more than I have ever been asked to. Camping turned into a gratitude affair. I'm thankful for my bed, covers, Starbucks hot chocolate, our apartment, heaters, and jackets!