Okay so I tried to blog this a couple days ago and it completely erased. So now days later I am trying again. This is Kayda's room. I know, nothing fancy BUT you have to admit it is better than the stenciled angels and the ballerina bear border. (okay the lighting is terrible on the before picture but you get the point that it is ugly).
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
Last weekend we went to Jaden's parents' house for his sister Shaelene's wedding. It is a small world because she ended up marrying my roomate of 4 years (kari)s cousin Dave. Kayda's favorite part of the whole evening was following Shaelene's dress. She loved it! So we had to try to keep her out of ALL of the pictures. Finally she found the play car and was distracted enough to let Shae do her thing for awhile.
Way to go Dave and Shae!
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
Once my sisters sent a card to my mom that said "Let's put the fun back in dsyfunctional" We all thought it was hilarious. I love my family! They each have incredibly different personalities and talents. Other than our looks, we are way different. This was a picture from a family reunion this summer. I love big family pictures because there is always some characters that come out. (if you are counting Paul is the one missing-miss you) I love my family!!
Friday, August 10, 2007
Since my 10 year reunion is coming up quite quickly I have been thinking about what has happened in the last 10 years. For most of you this will be blah, blah, blah. But this is the only place that I have been fairly diligent at putting stuff down that I have been thinking about. Many of these people are long gone but they have affected my life and I truly have them in my heart (and now on my blog). So here goes my tales and adventures from the first summer of college. So the first dorm that I lived in was called Horne Hall. (From the way that is spelled you can all figure out what people always called it.) Anyway, I had 4 other roomates. My room-roomate was Marnell. She was going into teaching and almost done. Why she lived in the dorms still?I don't know. What I remember is she would always ask what time I went to bed. Like once when I went to bed at 4 she thought I was getting up until she got up and realized I was still in bed. Liz was probably my favorite. She wore cool shoes. We took American Heritage together. We sat by a guy named Dave. Poor guy. One day when he fell asleep in class we drew pictures on his cheek. He didn't even wake up! I think he started to like Liz because he started to wear cologne and would save a seat for us. So here is the real American Heritage story. One day after walking back from taking our first test me and Liz were real quiet. I asked her what she got and she wouldn't tell me. Then she asked me and I wouldn't tell her. Finally I convinced her I did bad enough that she could tell me. She said"I got a 47." I started to laugh and she was getting mad. Then I said," No, I'm not laughing at you I got a 43." We laughed about it all the way home. We passed the class. Britt was my roomate from Minnesota "dooncha knooow?" She was mean just like me. We were always trying to get our roomate to cut her hair. Every day we asked her when she would cut it. We made fun of her furry animals on her bed. We also stared at her to make her nervous (which she would get very easily). But Mary was funny. Even when she wasn't she would laugh at her own jokes. (and a couple semesters later she cut her hair- it was cute). Oh my other roomate Stephanie was engaged so we never saw her. Okay I am almost done. My neighbor Tiffany always make me play "Puff the magic dragon" for her on guitar since that was one of the songs I could play from guitar class. Bec was one of my favorite people ever from the summer. We won the ice cream eating contest. We swam in the MOA pond in finals week. We stayed up for 35 hours after finals were over. (Our friend won with 48). Ah, college days.
Thursday, August 09, 2007
Have you ever seen a mother in bondage? Some of it is self-induced. Well I am one of those mothers. They are easy to spot- the ones with the big ol shopping carts at the store. There are only 2 places that I go here, Home Depot and Safeway, and they both have the car shopping carts. It all started when Kayda saw one and looked at me and uttered her best "please" which was more like "pllth". But it was cute and hard to resist. But now I can't walk past the BIG shopping carts anymore, with the cute finger pointing at it and the "please" that follows it- I am officially in motherhood bondage.
P.S. I had to return the candy that Kayda has. She snitched it while I was putting groceries at the check-out. (she is starting young)