Get ready for the rootin tootin neatest cowboy blog in the Arkansas wild wild west, it's western night here at Ozark. The day started off crazy, which is always fun for me, and I had to do uniforms. This basically entitles me to sit in the blazing, humid morning sun for 30 minutes screaming at cabin counselor who can never remember to pick up their uniforms. Luckily it was French toast for breakfast, which is always a crowd pleaser, at least for me. Afterwards I headed off to devotional where I attended literally the last 3 minutes of it. Prayer ended and off to the post office I went.
Let me tell you about the post office. It's not easy sailing being a post man here at ozark and I have officially taken back anything I ever said bad about any postman of the U.S. I mean granted the U.S. PO has some sort of computer technology to track down where mail is sent but for us post girls for Ozark it's so much more complicated. Here's the thing, when a package arrives we have to record it's arrival in a binder, find the child and his cabin number, lable it and put it in a designated spot, then write the child a package slip and place It in his mailbox so he knows be has a package to pick up. It's gets easy but when you have 827 campers, the mail delivery isn’t exactly light...
Like all ozark days and counselor, we are never on the same schedule so I had the privilege to drive to the summit three times within an hour. I know it doest sound that bad, but the thing is the golf cart goes at the same speed a snail does his morning walk. But I wear my smile and cool shades and face the Arkansas sun like it's no big deal.
Afterwards I had a burger for lunch which was all right but the sprite made it for me. There's something about the carbonated taste of lemon-lime soda that just soothes my soul.
Rain came today so mish mash started A hour late, so whenever it was cleared, a mad rush of kids came into the store seeking powerade and the coolest tribal shirt. Dinner time came and it was adorable to see all the children dressed in their best cowboy and western outfits. This leads to the Ozark Fun Fact: in the main chow hall it's a custom to cheer throughout the entire dinner. Today for instance the counselor from baylor did their school cheer, then it was followed by an overwhelmly excited chant of "Oh it's great to be in the SEC" fun for kids to watch and fun for the counselors. Win win!!
Special event was surprisingly not as busy as always and we took shifts checking our zones and organizing stock rooms. I guess the Miley Cyrus Hodown Throwdown was too much of a distraction to send children to the store.
Luckily I got to escape early and head to the main store and do orders to deliver to cabins upon returning back from special event. That took a while because I have the special talent of getting to the cabins just as soon as the camper gets into the shower. So I get to wait, and wait, and wait, until they are out. Then of course I headed back to the store where I finally talked myself into buying a fan so that I no longer sweated through the night. Is sweated a word? Oh well, it is now. Anyway that's where I sit now. Freshly bathed, Pringles can opened, fans-a-blowin, and writing this blog mail. Hope all of your days are going great and you find my days to be somewhat entertaining in case yours just wasn't enough.
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