Okay, the fashion show was a success.
You know, for a church tea and fashion show. . . .
I was very nervous and did not enjoy myself.
I guess being in a fashion show and being a bridesmaid are two things I hate to do.
This is why I never walked down an aisle when I got married.
I don't like being stared at.
Friday, November 6, 2009
Tomorrow
Remember when Carrie was in the Fashion Show on S&TC?
She had to model panties and was a success,
despite falling on her face.

That will be me tomorrow.
Except, I am wearing clothes from Coldwater Creek,
and one "outfit change" resembles something that Shirley Patridge would wear.
Yes, the Shirley Partridge of "The Patridge Family".
Come on, get happy. . . . . . .
Hopefully I will not fall on my face.
But, that is not out of the realm of possibility.
Thursday, November 5, 2009
We are Family
Homework did not go well tonight.
I think they have too much.
I make them do and they are always glad in the morning.
Not doing it, would mean LUNCH DETENTION.
Actually, I am only talking about one child.
But, the other one has her moments.
School can really stress her out.
Hopefully, they will not read this posting.
I think they have too much.
I make them do and they are always glad in the morning.
Not doing it, would mean LUNCH DETENTION.
Actually, I am only talking about one child.
But, the other one has her moments.
School can really stress her out.
Hopefully, they will not read this posting.
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
The Return
Blonde Girl was sick yesterday.
I went back to work today.
Fun, fun and more fun at our house.
I went back to work today.
Fun, fun and more fun at our house.
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Monday, November 2, 2009
Sunday, November 1, 2009
So, it is Now November
Guess what? I am sick and have been since Wednesday. Some sort of plague or flu. Now, my ear is super sore and my throat is so full I can barely swallow. I am sure I also have a sinus infection. I'm calling my doctor in a little bit and begging her for drugs. She will probably make me go to urgent care. Oh God!!! The line and the waiting . . . . . . .
My only hope is that someone is going to Mexico and will buy me a giant bottle of
antibiotics for future emergencies.
My only hope is that someone is going to Mexico and will buy me a giant bottle of
antibiotics for future emergencies.
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