The Hair Above Your Lip

Fun fact: I adore telling stories. Weaving tales, if you will.

This would explain why I write of random chapters from the past when I have nothing cool to blog about. ;)

Enjoy:

My family and neighbors (some are now "ex-neighbors") have gone camping since I was a young kid. Probably 5 core families, but sometimes groups as big as 7 or 8 and their children--which is who I always hung out with.

Now we're older, and it's not the same carefree, imaginative fun we had when we were wee, but we make it work. Like two summers ago, when there was free face painting for kids. And we waited in line just to tell the woman to paint mustaches on our faces.

[Lauren sports the curly Salvador Dali-type stache]

[Leah with the Hitler-soul patch combo]

[young Kyle Highberg displays a lovely unibrow]

[Marina's was definitely my favorite. a crowd pleaser, if you will]

[of course, I was last in line and got the leftovers--the dreaded Hulk Hogan stache]

["come here kids."]

How creepy was I! This is why I thought you would eat this story up. And we had mustaches all day, which made us feel hilarious.

christie