When I was in college and madly in love with my 1st husband, we would go winter camping in the White Mountains of New Hampshire. Now, I'm not talking camper camping. I'm talking tent & sleeping bag camping. On snow covering frozen ground. Why? I already explained that with 3 words: madly in love. Because human memory tends to block out memories of pain (like childbirth), I had forgotten all about winter camping until I looked out into the front yard this morning and saw that Trudy had set up camp by dragging some of her bedding from the garage to the front lawn and settling down to rest a while.
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