Come back to life and die again- Reba too! http://ramcountry.yahoo.com/post/125791698…

This is one of the the only celebrity couples I’ve ever cared about. :(

In high school as part of our schools show choir we went and did a team building exercise that included a high ropes course. Even though I am terrified of heights normally, I was fine with this course due to the fact that we had the harnesses to tie yourself to the wires. Anyway, I did the first 90% of the course…

The summer I was 12, I went to Quaker farm camp. It was wonderful—every day we got up and milked cows or bottle-fed calves, took care of all the animals and grew a lot of our own food. Because of this, you’d have to do some sort of kitchen duty a couple of times during your stay. It’s important to point out here that…

Bless my soul have I got a story!

I’ve got a few of my own, but I’m telling my brother’s because it’s/he’s fucking boss.

It was like someone punched my vagina into my lungs.

I was ball-shy (yes, I’ve heard all the jokes, go ahead anyway), and could not learn to play tennis to save my life.

God, I have stories up the wazoo from eight years of working as a camp counselor, but there’s one that really stands out.

My first year working at sleep-away camp, we did this training activity where everyone had to talk about a time that we felt “other” or ostracized. The new Drama Director (18 or 19 years old) told…

Honest to gosh, cross my heart this is true.

I spent three of the best summers of my life working at a little scout camp in Eastern Ontario, just outside of Perth. I have literally dozens of stories from it (I’ve already told two here) but this is my favourite:

We had a HUGE raccoon population around the camp. Big families that would get into gang fights at…

My sister and I both went to a pretty cool sleep away camp in North Carolina one summer. I was 9 or 10, so she was 12 or 13. She had gone before, but this was my first time. It was 6 weeks, and the camp was basically a whole mountain top. I loved it! I went on this 2 or 3 day hike/camping trip with a group, which I…

I’d be like:

Your partner and my husband should get toegther a form a support group.

OMG THE MICROWAVE!!! Makes ME want to leave you!

I do not handle surprises well. Surprise+smelly gym clothes would end very badly for Mr. Thatgirl.

I do that too, and my husband always nags me about it! He says I’m too impatient. I say the extra 3 seconds makes no freakin difference, and I want my food, damnit!

That would guarantee a live flaying in my book.

loooool i hate that!

I guess I’m a divorcee waiting to happen then-in guilty of both poltergeist -ing the kitchen and never hit ting ‘clear’on the microwave. Mr. Thatgirl, however, is guilty of using the last piece of bread not getting more out of the freezer.