I was one of those girls you’d love to hate in high school. When I smile, I flash two rows of perfectly-sized, perfectly-spaced pearly white teeth. I was almost a Helen of Troy, the face that launches a thousand ships.
NOT!
Admittedly I had low-maintenance teeth *ahem*, but I was (and some say still am), a nerd. The only club I knew was the Leo Club. The only high society I joined was the English Literary & Debating Society. As a Girl Guide, I won the “Best Camper” award at the Rover’s Venture Camp .
You would think people change with age, but the Peter Parker type of blood still seems to run in my veins. I haven’t been to any of the MOS or St James Power Station and it’s not because I have any skewed view of it but because I indulge by wearing flannel pajamas and reading Philip Yancey paperbacks.
