I also LOVE, LOVE, LOVE, to camp. Oh yes! This pampered Princess loves to rough it! Most any weekend you can find me in the back seat of a car, I mean, you can find me in my huge motorhome. I love to camp in those city parks! Roughing means no room service and no soaker tub! Well, my DH does bring my breakfast in bed!

We have campfires too! Only our fireplace is the plug in kind. I don't like campfire smoke. It makes my pretty hair smell and my mascara run.

So come camping with me sometime. If we get scared, don't worry, we can always run into the house!

That's good! And don't forget...Keep the Rum and Diet coming.

Lovely campfire,lovely toenails,wet drawers.and Cindy your beautiful,there's
something wrong here. Dry finally, Sue

After the camel is done with whatever he/she keeps in his/her hump or two, think what it looks and smells like I wouldn't want that job.

Let's see we have the shinny toe nails and polished fingers of the princess. The camel a star. What can I be a little puppy who gets her tummy rubbed and all the loving but when I leave a little present on the floor all that loving goes out the door.

I don't think Cindy is amused with us anymore.

AMN is not on this thread! Only DiM! AMN is waiting for more of "my" personal bio.

For instance (and maybe no one knew), I had to ditch the camel fairly quickly when he ate my favorite horachis and all that macrame` I had worked so hard to create. If you've ever wondered, Camel makes for a fine meal. But, I digress.

It wasn't long before I finished high school (only 8 years!) and I knew that I had to strike out on my own. I burned my first bra in 1972 at a Grateful Dead concert during the biker weekend in Sturgis, SD. My memory is a little foggy, but there was also some John Lennon music in the background and virtually everyone loved me!

My career as a dancer had begun to wane, it seemed like everyone was more interested in bark, berries, and leisure suits. Oh, how I longed for my days of glory, so short, but so sweet.

It was during this personal transition period that I was determined to find my new path. I also wanted to know more about the greater world and therefore, made a bold move. I packed up everything of value (it took all three of my milk crates) and headed for the big city to make my mark on the world.

When I reached Toad Hollow, I was overwhelmed with the bright lights and fast pace, but I was confident and undaunted.

I needed a job that would keep me living in fine style and continue to support my newest passion, painting pet rocks...