The next morning, we packed up our gear and headed home. As we drove, Rachel continued to talk, but I had tuned her out. My mom leaned over and whispered, "I'm sorry, sweetie. I know she can be a bit much." I smiled, relieved that she understood.
The next day, we decided to go on a hike. Rachel, of course, had to tell us about every single bug and leaf we encountered. She pointed out different types of trees and explained their characteristics. I was fascinated at first, but as the hours passed, I found myself zoning out. -ENG- Camp With Mom and My Annoying Friend Who ...
As the night drew to a close, my mom suggested we sit around the campfire and make s'mores. Rachel, predictably, started telling us about her favorite campfire songs and began singing loudly. I joined in, trying to be a good sport, but my mom shot me a sympathetic look. The next morning, we packed up our gear and headed home
I'm still trying to process the events of our recent camping trip with my mom and my friend, Rachel. I'm glad I got to spend quality time with my mom, but Rachel's non-stop chatter almost drove me crazy. I know she can be a bit much