Why didn’t I bring my earmuffs?
Ok – so I’m not exactly the proverbial wolf in sheep’s clothing, but this week I am trying to be one of the guys. You know, I am trying to be laid-back and just go with the flow. Ugh.
You see, I am surrounded by the male gender – always have been – I grew up with 3 older brothers, and I can tell you this much, when I was old enough to break free from my tomboy ways, I did (for the most part) and I have been fairly successful (I think?) at being a girl ever since.
Until recently. With the additions of Oliver and Greg into my life, I am thrown back into a world surrounded by loud noises and things with motors that go fast. I do not know a damn thing about cars, trucks, motorcycles, snowmobiles, boats, RVs, etc. – except what color they may be – and even that is questionable since I am slightly color blind. Now, don’t get me wrong. I will happily grab a wrench and help on whatever project is being worked on in the garage (and there is ALWAYS a project). But, I will need to be pointed in the right direction and walked through whatever process is about to happen. Obviously, I am very helpful and handy to have around.
So, when we hear the Snowmobile Hill Climb Racing Association (SHCRA) will be holding an event in Hamilton County at Oak Mountain Ski Center it immediately goes on our to-do list. I’d like to take a second to point out I am a glutton for punishment, obviously, since I am the one that emailed Greg with the information after seeing a sign. But I knew that he and Oliver would love this snowmobiling event.