Okay,so I never thought the day would come when I would attend the fifth grade boys maturation program. One reason is because I feel that it is the dad's job! The other reason is that, how can I possibly be old enough to have a child that is maturing enough to need guidance through the process?
Well, Jason couldn't attend (or so he said) and I found myself alone in a sea of testosterone and not in a good way lest you be reminded of my single days. Now, I consider myself a fairly mature women and not inclined to get the giggles even when the "p" word is said. which is more than I can say for Jason. But a room full of fifth grade boys and their dads discussing wet dreams is more than any girl should have to take!
Ridge was crouched in a corner acting like he didn't know me even when his friends kept pointing to me and yelling "hey, there's you're mom!" I didn't blame him, I was having a hard time making eye contact myself. Having been married for 13 years I wouldn't consider myself necessarily naive but there was information passed out that I would have been okay never being aware of. no, really.
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
fifth grade maturation
Friday, March 21, 2008
Okay, we're going to take things down a little here. I 'd like to dedicate this, my first post on my new blog, to my sister jami. Without her there would be no blog, because I am computer illiterate and she just set this up for me. Also for other reasons which I am about to name. She is one of my idols though she may not know it. There are so many good things in my life that I truly owe to her. A shared fanship of Billy Blanks, tae bo master and my personal trainer. ( he tells me he is every other morning in his boot camp dvd series )
My new way of scrapbooking called "creative clips and fonts" by creating keepsakes, the best, easiest, cutest way to scrap. And though I may not be caught up ( ever ) all the pages I have accomplished since purchasing the aforementioned little gem, I give credit to her idea ( and demonstration as I have mentioned before, the computer is a mystery )
Next would be running. Now for those of you who know me, know that while running is a bit of a passion for me now, it wasn't always this way. No, some would remember me receiving an F each day in P.E. when we had to run the mile in less than 20 minutes. Well fast forward several years to when I had just given birth to my third child, turned thirty, and was visited by a little thing called gravity all in one year. My regular workouts just weren't cutting it and so who did I call? Yep, my sister Jami. She encouraged me to start running and kept on encouraging me when I would call to cry or whine that it was too hard and I could barely make it around our 1 mile route. It meant so much to be able to run my first marathon with her last September!
Okay, now fashion. Have you ever had the kind of friend that knows you so well that if she finds a pair of pants or a great skirt she knows you'll love, you don't even have to go try it on , you just buy it! And she's right and you love it.
Now there are a myriad ( dictionary.com word of the day ) of other reasons why she is my idol but just suffice it to say that if she tells me about something she thinks is great, I'm in!
Is this too long for a first post? Okay I'm done. By the way, the above picture is a reenactment of something we like to call Jami and Joey sing "somewhere out there" at my sister Nicole's wedding in 1987. It was awesome. You should have been there.
