I HATE CAMPING...

Packing for it that is.  We are leaving Saturday at three in the morning to go camping for eight days.  We will stay at two different locations and will be intertaining different guests ranging from relatives to friends.  Packing for it is the worst, having to arrange and coordinate things, do we take this or do we not, will this fit?  But hey, I know it is worth it.  Last time we went camping my mom forgot to pack the graham crackers for smores (I had six one night) so we had to drive all the way into town to get some.  Lets hope we don't forget the marshmallows this time!  Other then that, life is peaceful and serene.  Oh, and hail the smores!