I apologize for my lack of posting lately. Blame it on summer; there are just too many fun things to do and I get distracted. I’ve always had a very hard time saying no when people ask me to do fun things. It’s that very reason I got a D- in Geology, aka Rocks for Read more
I realize I am a full grown adult, but I can’t possibly be the only one who still loves to eat packets of Quaker oatmeal for breakfast. Right? I mean, I usually do the adult thing and make my oatmeal from the real stuff and fill it with berries and healthy junk because I like Read more
I’ve mentioned this before. My Mom hates camping. She loves nature, but she hates sleeping outdoors. The woman needs a bed. Period. Ironically, when I turned 12 and was finally old enough to go on the girl’s camping trip with the church youth group, my Mom happened to be in charge that year. Wait what? Read more
I didn’t grow up camping. My mom was not down with sleeping in a tent. Not her thing. Hiking yes. Sleeping on the ground no. So even though my Dad liked it, we just never camped. Not surprisingly, I’m not the best camper. I like it; I’m usually game for going, I’m just not “good” Read more
Growing up, I loved Dairy Queen. Or the DQ as I call it. After every dance recital my Dad would take me to the DQ in my pink tutu to pick out any treat I wanted. Dilly Bars, Peanut Buster Parfaits, Starkiss Bars… all the stuff of a kid’s dream. I even remember when they Read more
Where my Mother failed me in my junk food education, my best friend Katie’s Mom more than made up for it. I owe my love of Pop Tarts, Doritos and Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups to Leanne Goeschel. This woman was a kid’s dream. She taught us inappropriate songs, took us into an open field and Read more
