In no particular order:
10. Celebrating Danielle's birthday in a big way up in MA where we
9. Went to Brimfield; an antique mecca market held 3 times a year. I saw more Jadite and vintage yumminess than my eyes could hold, but alas, prices were high, so I came home with little. What I did come home with, I'll show photos of when I get my oldest to reconnect the photo hookup (hear that son?)
8. I also introduced Danielle into the fabulously dangerous world of M·A·C Cosmetics. Bwahahaha! All is lost. Resistance is futile. This is lovely & amazing toys for grown up girls and I'm always ready to bring someone else over to the MAC side. She's a perty chick everyday, but the face fun brought out those features to make her smokin' hot. Hubby is going to be chasing them off with a stick soon!
7. Missing my daughters while they're in Cleveland for their mission trip. The thing is I know they'll work their hearts out painting, drywalling or roofing a stranger's home, but ask me if they put their dirty socks in the clothes hamper, will you? Love 'em anyway.
6. Hubby and I found a load of Fire King milkglass dishes at the thrift shop along with several 'tags still no' Ralph Lauren dress shirts. Total for this half hour of bargain hunting? $27
Honey, does this mean I can get the bigger Zune since I saved you so much money on clothes?
5. We have scads upon scads of pumpkins and gourds which are staging a coup against the tomatoes and herbs in the garden. I came home after a couple of trips and it's like Welcome To The Jungle in my backyard. Don't let small children or toy designer dogs out there because I will not be held responsible for what may happen.
4. I'm up to 30 minutes or around 5K of running now. Really imagine it as sort of a shuffle jog. Music is a MUST and also chanting the mantra "Quitting is not an option". I'm signing up for a 5K on September 1st. Serious runners, I know this is the baby race of all races, but fer real, I (me, myself and chubby I) think it rocks that I can run that long and that far, so put your marathon medals away and stop laughing. Baby racer may pass you one day, but I'm happy to have done this much.
3. My older daughter is only home for 2 days before she leaves on another mission trip to Mexico. I admire her heart and desire to serve others less fortunate. The selfish part of me can admit to being shallow and 1)wishing it were a pleasure trip with margaritas involved or 2)worrying for her safety in a foreign land.
2. My youngest daughter competes in the Jr Olympics soon and I worry about that one too. Don't get me wrong; I'm madly proud of her. But, she's a high worry, high stress little chickie sometimes. When she placed 2nd in state, she was really upset. When she placed 3rd at Regionals, she almost declared she didn't want to go to the Jr Olympics at all. My hope is that she will feel a sense of pride and accomplishment simply for having made it this far without worry of placing. It's a big hope, so tag along and hope with me. I'd hate for her little self to feel crushed.
1. One of my favorite stores in the LA metro area has gone online! Paris to the Moon and Paris Underground are a visual feast for the eyes. If I can't get there, at least I can check their website every once in a while to live vicariously. We bought the coolest 'thing' that will debut around October in the house when we were there. (deep, scary laughter here)