Drifting...

I spent Saturday afternoon doing the most decidedly un-girly and ridiculously fun activity out there. On Saturday, Randall and I met up with my dad and his patient in Willow Springs to go drifting. To be honest, I hadn't actually intended on doing anything more than take photos, but after seeing the smiles on my husband's and my dad's faces, I figured I would give it a try. Sitting in the passenger seat with a full helmet and a five-point harness, I laughed harder and screamed louder than I have in a long time as we squealed and fish-tailed around the skid pad. And besides moments of absolute terror, I have to say, it was REALLY fun.