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Let this indoor girl OUT!

As Jack Dawson described Rose DeWitt-Bukater, I, too, am an “indoor girl.” Historically, if I had to choose an outdoor activity versus an indoor one, especially in the heat of summer, I would always choose the activity that let me sit in the air conditioning and avoid mosquito bites.

I vividly remember our brief, brief foray into camping a few years ago. We were living in our little rental house in Acton, Indiana and we suddenly (and inexplicably, now that I think about it) decided that we were “camping people,” so we went out and bought all the stuff, and I mean all the stuff.  Tent. Sleeping bags. Lanterns. Matches. Bug zappers. Bug spray. Bug netting. Collapsible camp table. Everything we could possibly need for a night of tent sleeping in our own backyard.

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Officially obsessed

In the past 48 hours, I’ve descended into Airstream madness.  (When I want something, I really want it.)  Simply put, I want a 1957 Airstream Bubble.

Here is the outside of one (all photos are not mine):

And after asking Lord Google to see images of the inside of restored Airstreams, I found this article with photos that show exxxxactly how I would want the inside of mine to look (minus that particular guy on the bed, that is):

Want.

Want.

WANT.