Our family was always a little different than everyone else in the campground.

Seriously! Camping out can be a really nice vacation. (Especially if you’re cheap like me.)

You get to sleep outside in a tent, set up a lawn chair under the stars, hear the campfire popping and crackling while you roast up some s’mores.

“Don’t move me! Don’t move me… my NECK!” 

Recently, we were in Colorado for a conference and I just HAD to go skiing.

(Because, when you’re at a conference on the side of a snowy mountain, you have to rent some ski gear and give it a TRY. Right?)

As a kid, did you ever hear “Go out in the backyard and pick out a switch?” 

Well, I picked up EVERY single stick in the whole yard. That yard was the cleanest it had ever been.

Then, I carefully inched… my… way… over to… the fence and chucked those puppies right OVER!  

A LOT of things can go wrong at 180 miles-an-hour!

(That’s right. This girl’s got the need… the need for SPEED!)

Can you believe it? I actually got to drive a real NASCAR race car at the Talladega Superspeedway!

I wanted to shave my legs! (I mean… I thought I was missing something.)

Let’s face it. In the fifth grade, I was taller than MOST of the boys. (Honestly, I was taller than most of my teachers, too!) 

So, the boys that were interested in me were always a little older. That’s why I wanted to wear makeup long before my mom was ready to allow that.