Shopping coach...

Ok, so I am no fashion plate by any means, but for some crazy reason, Kaleigh likes to shop with me. I am pretty honest with anything that gets picked out or tried on. We went shopping this weekend and she found a bunch of stuff which was good and I even found a few things which was even better. We started talking about how she has a wedding she is doing a reading for in October. We were in Macy's and I asked a salesperson where the dresses were. She asked if we were looking for Juniors and homecoming dresses and I told her no. She then said, "Oh dresses for you are over there" and pointed to the "real dresses". (Salesperson was about Kaleigh's age which will make sense as this story goes on.)

I start asking Kaleigh what she is looking for, or what she wants. She wants a dress (skirt and shirt are lame she says). I tell her she is probably at the age where she should consider getting herself the "little black dress". I go on to say how she could use it for many different occasions and could change it up by different shoes, jewelery, hairstyles, etc. depending on where she is going. I start looking through the TONS of black dresses and continue on with telling her that she is young and could totally wear any of the dresses we were flipping through. A few minutes go by and she looks at me, stops looking at the dresses and says, "People wear black to weddings?"

Oy. Either I like black too much or she is just so young she doesn't know the STAPLE wardrobe item for any woman is the LITTLE BLACK DRESS. I am pretty sure we will remain shopping buddies for quite some time. She is not ready to face the world alone...yet.

Somethings missing...

Her voice had a tough raspy sound to it. Always did. Once in a while she would even be mistaken for a man. When she would try to talk softly, or to children, there was always a distinct difference in her voice from anyone else I knew. As the years went on, it was obvious she was a smoker as she added the "smoker's cough" to the already raspy voice. There were times I would be mad because of the coughing or the smoking and even yell at her on the phone. I would say, "I'll call you back later when you stop smoking" or "Call me when you can talk, not cough."

What I wouldn't give to hear that damn cough and voice again.

I miss my mom so much my heart hurts. When my dad passed away I thought about him every night when I went to bed. I knew he was sick and suffering and it was still horrible to lose him and still sucks he is gone, but I didn't want him to be in pain or to suffer any longer. With my mom, it was so unexpected that I think I am still in shock.

I think about her every single day and what I wouldn't give to just hear her voice or to see her face. I got ripped off and I am still pissed about it.

I am an orphan at 33 and I hate every minute of it.

Say what you mean.... A Public Service Announcement from the Bahamas...

I was scrolling through the never ending pictures I have saved on my computer and came across one that I felt needed sharing.

In this wonderful country we call home, a sign like this would be banned! People would be offended by the use of the words Protect and Ya and Tings, let alone the use of the word rubber in this context! I am no expert but I bet those little bahamian children running past this building know what their tings are and what it means to protect them! Maybe if we just put up signs like this around town, we can end disease and teenage pregnancy as we have come to know in this country!

Not really, but I really do like the sign. You so know that something like this would cause such uproar here, especially in West Michigan! OY!

To change or not to change, that is the question....

So I actually type some cute little post and even put a picture on there and this is what I got....

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Seriously? I mean, Seriously? I never post and then I think to myself, "hey, it is time to get off your sorry butt and actually commit to this blogging thing" and then this happens.

I think this is a direct answer to Alison's blog on if people can change. Apparently they can try but it doesn't always work out. SO maybe if I am really on this change bandwagon, you will be lucky enough to see a new post by the end of the weekend! (hey, I am optimistic, not stupid! If you thought you would see one tomorrow, really now.....)

I suck at life

Ok, so I have determined that everyone I know that has a blog is:

A.) Unhappy with their job so they blog at work
B.) Have a spouse that works a different shift
C.) Does not watch ANY tv
D.) Just plain better than I am at this crap
E.) All of the above

I am really going to try to get this blog thing back up and running. Can anyone tell me how they make the time to do this? I am not even joking. I get home and have no desire to do anything with the computer. Do you not watch Survivor or Lost or Greys Anatomy, or House or How I Met Your Mother? I mean, that is my life after kids are in bed!

So here I go, trying to be cool like everyone else. I mean I can't even figure out how to get captions under pictures for crying out loud!

Ok enough already.

I will try to get some new pics out there soon!

Santa's workshop

So, I have to say, one thing I am really excited about this year...Santa's workshop! Grace's preschool is going today and she was so excited to pick out stuff for us all on her own! I remember doing that as a kid and I picked out the best stuff ever for my parents. World Greatest Dad and World Greatest Mom plaques. My sister and brother would get some completely awesome game or mini statue of a clown or dog. I am sure they still treasure these gifts to this day. How could they not?

Seriously though, I am just so excited to see what she gets. It is just so fun to see your child doing things like this. She will be so proud of herself and that is the present I am just so excited to get!

Fabulous Weekend!

This past weekend we had an awesome time! We saw Santa on Friday. The kids did awesome! I thought Christopher would cry, but he was all cheesy and ready to smile! Grace had a list and had to make sure Santa kept the list so he wouldn't forget what to bring.
Saturday, we took the kids sledding. After bundling them up in the snow gear we headed to Charlie's Dump to go sledding. I really don't know where that name came from, but I know that is what the kids call it. It is like a soccer field that is in a big bowl. Kids sled on all sides of this bowl, but mainly 2 sides closest to the parking lot. Anyhoo, we had 2 sleds and races girls vs. boys. Of course, the boys, John and Christopher, grabbed our sled (me and Grace) and kept making us spin out or slow down. We traded kids and sleds a few times and Grace decided she would go by herself.
She was bringing the sled up the hill and decided to hop on herself and went down from about the middle of the hill. I asked her what she thought about going herself and she said, "you know, I looked around and saw all these kids doing it by themselves, so I thought 'Why don't I do that?' So I did." She cracks me up. I love 4 year old logic.

Other than that, we did a bunch of nothing! It was so nice! That never happens! Woo hoo!

Just ordered my Christmas cards so hopefully I will get those out by Friday! Other than that, nothing too exciting, thank goodness.