Category Archives: While I Was Away at Camp

My mom sent these letters to me while I was away at camp.


Letter #18 – Snoring is not music to anyone’s ears

Hi Nate:
So once your Dad and I realized that Theodore was headed for Ravinia, we quickly dressed and dashed outside to see what he was up to. We were just outside of Ravinia’s gates, with no Theodore in sight, when we heard a tell tale sign over Ravinia’s speaker system
“Chonnnnnnnnnnnnkkkkk, chhhink, chhhink, chonnnnnnnkkkkk.”
Your Dad and I looked at each other and said, “Theodore.” Continue reading


Think Twice Before you Irk a Snore

Hi Nate:
So when we last left off, I had woken up screaming from my nightmare.
“Thank goodness!” Your Dad said.
I still hadn’t recovered from the nightmare and was breathing heavily. “I,” heavy breath, “wish you’d” heavy breath, “show a little more sympathy.”
“Yeah, I’m sorry. So where’s Theodore?”
“I’m right here, you conniving, manipulative humans.” Continue reading


Worst. Nightmare. Ever.

Hi Nate:
Worst. Nightmare. Ever.
And it had been a fairly normal and uneventful day. I went to work. I came home. We ate dinner. Your Dad prepared some delicious spicy tacos, and encouraged me to have an extra helping. I cleaned the dishes. Then, I did laundry. There was a lot of laundry. In fact, way more than I expected given that you and your brother are away for the summer. That put me in a foul mood. And I swear your Dad put some clean laundry in there just so I would have extra laundry to do.

So, I finally finished folding my fourth load, and decided that the rest could wait until the morning. I went upstairs, and crawled into bed. I was completely exhausted. Your Dad started talking to me about how a few summers back our socks threatened to take over the world, but I could barely keep my eyes open. He then started singing off key for some odd reason — poor Dad, he just can’t hold a tune. I didn’t even have the strength to tell him to knock it off. I just rolled over and closed my eyes.

And then it started. Continue reading


Letter #13 – Vampires, tsunamis and sharks, oh my!

Hi Nate:

Oh what a day I have had!

Per your Dad’s crazy, but probably very viable, idea, I have spent the entire day watching scary movies. Why? In hopes of creating a nightmare terrifying enough to get Theodore to jump out of my body. I began with a breakfast of brain-eating zombies, followed by blood sucking vampires, and then the knife wielding and chain saw bearing psychos who knock off some seriously judgment-challenged teenagers one by one.

Bu lunch time, we were into the disaster movies. There were earthquakes, tornadoes, nuclear bombs, tsunamis ,asteroids and let’s not forget about all those pesky alien invasions.

Was that enough? Not according to your Dad!! As if I didn’t have enough content for a pretty scary nightmare, I then sat through movies about scary critters. Sharks that ate people, followed by snakes that ate people, and then there were the spiders that ate people (imagine how your brother would have loved that one). A couple of movies about dinosaurs running amok, and rounding it out with a movie about some overly aggressive birds that sent me running for the hills.
“That’s enough!” I said. “No more scary movies!! I’m not even sure I can fall asleep tonight I’m so scared.”
“Yeah,that should do it.” Your Dad agreed.

So, I’m drinking some warm tea, and I’m getting ready to go to bed. I can’t really say I’m looking forward to it, but hopefully we’ll scare Theodore right out of my throat. Wish me luck.

Love and kisses,


P.S. This is Dad. Wow, am I glad I’m not Mom. Those movies were so scary. Although, the dinosaur ones were kind of cool, and I always love a good zombie movie, but the rest forget it. Oh, but the special effects on the tsunami movie were awesome . . . ooopps Mom just saw what I wrote to you, and she’s looking a little mad. I gotta go.