Chicago
Along Comes A Woman
Chicago
Along Comes A Woman
Posted by Heather on March 25, 2010
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With all this cleaning up of the yard and flower beds we decided that we needed to give our old buddy Weeder Gnome a new friend. So we found Raker Gnome and added him to our pathetic little flower bed in the backyard.
Now I want to find or make a wooden sign that says: The Good, The Bad and The Gnomely!
Since we had a few little ones with us we decided to move just a little bit further on down the beach away from any leftover sand sculptures!
I did not help her at all with her project unless you count paying for the materials and the photos to be printed helping!
Posted by Heather on March 24, 2010
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My oldest daughter officially has a boyfriend. This would be the same boy who has the Trans-Am. He is a senior and she is a junior.
He has officially asked her to the Senior Prom!!!
Damn boy!
I hate to shop! I REALLY hate to shop with my oldest daughter!
I broke down and took her shopping today. I actually had fun shopping with her. I told her I would pay for half of the dress. She tried on about 10 different dresses and finally decided on the very last one. She put it on and said “This is the one! It makes me feel like a princess!”
She picked out a black dress that has a little grey and off white with it. It is very classy! Here is a picture I found of it:
It cost… are you sitting down? Remember this is a Prom dress…are you ready? The cost of the dress with tax was $27.10!!! Since she was such a great little bargain hunter I paid for the dress myself. I told her to take her money and get her hair done!
Prom is a month away and I am sure she will drive me nuts until then! Oh did I mention I told her to leave the tags on the dress until the day of the Prom? I told her “Just in case they break up before then!” She thought I was kidding!
Now all we have to do is find shoes. Oh Joy!
Posted by Heather on March 20, 2010
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Little House on the Prairie
Merle Olsen
Rest In Peace
Posted by Heather on March 11, 2010
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I have come to notice that kids have their own language. You see when I say something it pretty much means what comes out of my mouth. If I tell them to take out the garbage it means Take Out The Garbage!
This morning I was in the kitchen making lunches and my oldest daughter came in and asked me, “Do you need any help?” I turned and laughed at her and said, “It’s not going to get you to school any earlier if you help me out!” She couldn’t figure out how I knew what she really meant. She hates it when I can understand her language!
Here are some other examples:
I am also fluent in mumble!
Posted by Heather on March 10, 2010
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My oldest daughter, who is 17, has had “boyfriends” before but they never go out on dates. At least not what I consider a real date. They usually just hang out around my house and watch television or hang out at the park or the mall.
Well last Wednesday my daughter came home from school all excited. I knew something was up because school is never exciting! She was asked out on a real date! They planned to go to the movies after school on that Friday. She was nice enough to double-check with me if she could go which I had no problem with. I really appreciated the fact that she asked me first.
The boy who asked her out on a date has his own car. It’s an old black Trans Am. I am a little jealous of his car! My daughter has gotten a ride home from school a couple of times with him so I felt alright with him driving her around.
The afternoon of the big date I went about my normal business and I didn’t really think much about my oldest daughter being out. I have raised her well and whatever choices she makes are hers to make and she knows I am here if she ever needs me. My husband on the other hand was having a bit of a fit and he kept worrying about her. I half expected him to be waiting for them on the door step when they got home.
My youngest daughter beat him to the door step! My oldest daughter and her date pulled up in front of our house and there was my little one sitting there waiting for them! The boy got out of his car and walked over to my oldest daughter and gave her a …hug!
I thought my oldest daughter was going to kill her little sister! If looks could kill my little one would definitely be 10 feet under!
Posted by Heather on March 3, 2010
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