Remember how I said Tim and I used to go camping a lot?

Well, with camping comes mischief.

Because there is only so much to do with a tent and fire that doesn’t result in Smoky the Bear chasing you from the forest with his big, hunter green hat.

And we’re not afraid of utilizing our surroundings to create our own fun.

Once, when we came back from a hike, we found a mean note from the “camp patrol” tucked under our lantern on the picnic table. See, we wrote on the metal fire pit ring with tips of burned sticks.  Apparently hearts and letters are not acceptable as part of the outdoor decor.  I mean, it WASHES OFF.  Geez.  So, in retaliation, we made a little “Welcome Home” type sign on a piece of bark and set it out right under our campsite number.  JUST SO EVERYONE KNEW WHO LIVED THERE. FOR THE WEEKEND.

The morning we left, Tim climbed the tree on our site and stuck the sign as high as he could, wedged between branches.  And yes, the “J” is backwards on purpose.  Tim was trying to be cute once during a date night and started drawing a “T&J” with his fork on an empty dessert plate with leftover sauce.  However, he was drawing upside down…so the “J” ended up backwards.  I looked at him all, ” You know that’s backwards, right?”  And he was all, “NO IT’S NOT!”  He turned the plate around…sure enough.  Backwards.  It stuck.

On a different camping trip, we had a moment of creative genius and decided to create Twinkie the Kid.  Along with his trusted Steed, Cupcake.

Who were both then sacrificed to the camping gods that evening.

And…the scary part…Twinkie never…burned.  He just blackened.