Tomorrow morning we leave for vacation in Okoboji. Yep, it’s still Iowa, but it’s fun. My family’s been going there since I was 5, and this will be the first time that Michael goes. I feel like a kid again, laying out my clothes and thinking about what I want to spend my money on at the Emporium. When I was little I always got a T-shirt made (gasp! custom t-shirts! how DO they do it?!), and a 1/2 pound of smooth n’ meltys from the candy shop to eat on the boat. My sister and I spent most of our packing time filling up our Caboodles with hair accessories, Tinkerbell makeup, and little things to play with in the car (why I always brought my polished-rock collection I still don’t know, but it seemed like a vacationy thing to do at the time). My Caboodle was dark purple with a hot pink handle and two rows of swinging trays inside. And a rotating mirror. When we’d get out of the car to go to our hotel room, each of us kids carried our Caboodle (maybe my brother had something else, I don’t remember) and a pillow.
I think this weekend is the University of Okoboji’s homecoming weekend. Which means nothing except for a 1/2 marathon and a lot more tipsy people roaming around Arnold’s Park. Hoo-rah!