Worst Camping Trip Ever. Chapter 1
byI knew we were in trouble the moment Dad arrived home with the new tent.
I knew we were in trouble the moment Dad arrived home with the new tent.
Until tonight I really thought I was starting to get the hang of these self service check outs.
The house was as groomed as any bride heading off to meet her betrothed at the alter…
Under oath I’ll swear I was being a good, responsible dad. The circumstantial evidence, however, is really stacked against me.
We all have our soft spots, and two of mine are coming together this week – doing something to help people around the world make a better life for themselves and Peking Duck.
I love my old movies. I love watching them over and over.