So it all started last Christmas... I got Jon sleeping bags for Christmas (thinking we'd be having lots of camping adventures). THEN we got a tent for our wedding! Yep, this meant we were BOUND to do lots of camping! But one problem... our last semester at BYU was snow filled (and Jon HATES being cold), in May we were apart (boo) and we left glorious Utah in June and moved to Mississippi. Oh don't worry- there are PLENTY of places to camp down there... but they were all in the sweltering heat with mosquitoes and gators. I know, I know, we're kind of wimpy. NEEDLESS to say, our tent and sleeping bags had not been used... UNTIL one beautiful day in Houston (high of about 60 degrees) we decided to go camping... on our BALCONY! (Give us a break it was kind of a last minute thing...)
You can see our tent through the sliding door
We roasted mallows...
Told ghost stories...
And tried to sleep on a really hard floor...turns out that normal ground is a lot softer than wooden planks ;)





































