Last Friday, upon noticing that there were still tickets available for the Mindy Gledhill benefit concert for Stephanie Nielson (nie nie), I let spontaneity win over my practical, cautious, "but we're in a recession" side and decided to take Marlee and Paige on a little day trip. These two are my right hand girls. I don't know what I would do without them. So to show my appreciation we had a girls day out and what fun it was!
We left around 8:30 on Saturday morning and the three hour drive flew by as we discussed everything from hickeys, hairdos and fashion to politics, worldly abominations, and the fate of the world as we know it.
When we arrived we met up with my sister Jillene and did some fun shopping thanks to my wonderful sugar daddy who slipped me some cash as I was leaving and told me to make sure that we girls had a great time. Man I love that guy.
Jillene introduced us to a new store at the mall and, hypnotized by the cuteness of the items in their massive clearance section, we lost track of the time (now there's a shocker). Big problem. If we took Jillene all the way back to her house we would be late for the concert so joining in on the day's spontaneity theme, she decided to join us. Good call Jillene! Having her with us made it all the better.
The concert did not disappoint. Mindy Gledhill has such a beautiful voice and her band members were very talented and entertaining as well. Of course the highlight of the night was when Stephanie's daughters sang with Mindy. It was beyond precious. Such beautiful, brave little girls they were. Oh and cjane (Stephanie's sister Courtney) herself got up and sang a duet with Mindy at the end. It was hilarious and made me realize that I take myself way too seriously (in front of other people especially) and that I really need to cut loose once in awhile.
I'm thinking about posting myself singing, yes right here on this blog, just to prove that I can let go. Yep that's what I'm gonna do alright (well, then again...).
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
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Tuesday, October 28, 2008
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Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Were we watching tackle football tonight or a soccer game? I'm not sure because that match was brutal. Our guys were getting slammed by the other team and the officials were quite oblivious to all of it. They were especially hard on our defenders. While trying for a goal, one of the other teams players took Landon out. He plowed him like a freight train, knocking him silly, but even with that Landon never lost the ball. It was crazy and I am so mad that I didn't have the video camera with me because I know that my brother Lynn would love to see it (I'm going to try to find someone who taped it so I can post it later).
Landon briefly blacked out, gashed his lip and felt a little loopy so they took him out of the game. That was scary, but our back up goalie did a great job. They did score one on him though (not his fault, nothing he could have done) so Landon jumped up and asked to be put back in.
It ended up being a very exciting game and we won 3-1 so we're going to state. Hooray!
Posted by Jeanette at 10:03 PM
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
I had already met a good man (Rick, my now hubby) at home, so while I was away I wouldn’t date the same guy more than twice and I didn’t kiss anyone.
I think in order for this to make sense I need to tell you that #20 on my list said:
My parents sent me away to Rick’s college to meet a good man (in hopes of steering me away from my high school boyfriend).
In all fairness you need to know that my high school boyfriend's parents sent him out of the state to get him away from me as well so the feeling was mutual. We weren't exactly a match made in heaven. Two good people who were horrible for each other.
So with my boyfriend getting close to returning home, my mom became feverishly busy trying to ship me away so I wouldn't be around when he got back.
She registered me to attend Ricks College in Idaho hoping that I'd meet a nice boy there and forget all about you know who. What she didn't know was that I had already met a nice young man~ none other than my very own Rick. He was so refreshingly upbeat, funny and responsible, I fell for him right away.
Because I really wanted to get back to Rick after my semester away, I decided that I would not date the same guy more than twice and that I would not kiss anyone. My roommates bet me a dollar that I couldn't do it but I won and even received a sweet apology from one of the guys who had tried to kiss me. My roommates got a good laugh over that one, but I thought it was really nice.
With my dollar in hand I returned home to my fabulous Rick. Even though our love story took a little detour when I got back with my high school boyfriend for a short time (old habits die hard) we couldn't be kept apart and now 18 years later we are still living...
And when I came home from a candle party tonight and Rick told me how hot I looked and that he can't believe I am his and that he is the luckiest man in the world, I thought,
Posted by Jeanette at 9:19 PM
Monday, October 20, 2008
A few weeks ago my kids and I were taking a walk through the park when a very ripped young man came jogging past. When I was sure he was out of ear range I turned to my teen girls and said, "Did you see that guy?"
"No Mom I didn't see him at all." Marlee sarcastically replied as she wiped the drool off of her shoes.
Can I just pause from my story for a moment to say how fun it is to have teen-aged daughters. I love their reactions when I bring up the subject of 'hot guys'. Seriously there is nothing better. Now back to my story...I too admired this young man's physique but for a much different reason than my drooling daughters. As someone who HATES to workout I looked at those rock hard abs and thought, "What kind of drive and determination must one have to get a body like that?" How the heck do people dedicate themselves that way? I really want to know.
As you know I am very excited about my 40th b-day next year, but I really want to reach it in better shape than I am now. And not just because I want to be ripped and toned, but also healthy. I want to be a cute spunky eighty year old someday and I know I have to start working on my health now or that will never happen.
So this morning I MADE myself do a quick workout and I started on my crunches again. You may have noticed that my crunch-o-meter is empty. I decided that since my last crunches were done in May they really didn't count anymore so I erased them. But this morning I got 140 in before the phone interrupted me (couldn't make myself go back after the phone call).Then I made a sign for my bathroom mirror.
When I was in high school I shaved my hair short, short (those crazy 80's) and had to spend the rest of the time trying to grow it back. I often got tempted to chop it all off again so I put a picture on my mirror of the long beautiful hair that I desired and this helped me to persevere through those bad hair days. Now I have this sign on my mirror to help me through the, "but I don't want to workout" days.
It says, "How bad do you want it?" A question that I ask myself all of the time. Just how bad do I want it? Do I really want to be in shape or do I just want to dream about it? This question works for other goals that I've set as well so hopefully the sign will be a motivating force for me.
How bad do I want it?
I guess time, and my abs, will tell.
Posted by Jeanette at 8:48 PM
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Last night was the last home game of the season so the senior soccer players and their parents were honored before the game. The school got some pictures of the event so hopefully they will give us one. I can't believe that my son is a senior. Seriously, how did that happen?
I've enjoyed watching Landon this soccer season and am proud of how hard he has played. It is so nerve racking to be the mother of the goalie. Every time the ball goes near him my ulcer flares up (that is if I had an ulcer it would). I could never handle that kind of pressure (I guess that's why I never played sports). But his sweet saves have been fun to witness let me tell you.
Here's a sweet save against Blue Ridge (the best team on the Mountain mind you). Yeah, yeah so we lost that one because Blue Ridge always wins and will probably take state (again), but we went out there and gave it our best so it's all good. We did however win last night's game and only have to win one more game to go to state so wish us luck.
I had to leave last night's game early to go to YW so Rick was left alone with the 3 youngins. They did fine until Rick said, "Time to go" and Jamie and Easton, who claim they didn't hear him, went up the bleachers instead of down. When he turned to tell them to come down, Waylon a.k.a. Dash, disappeared. After a long search, Dash was nowhere to be found. Panic stricken, Rick searched the dark street for our little super hero and finally found him, running ever running, down the busy road of departing spectators (I'm telling you, once Waylon gets going he doesn't stop and he is very, very fast). So when I got home from YW Jamie announced that they had lost Waylon, but because I could see his cute little self sitting on the couch before me I was fine. Now if I had been at the scene of the mishap this would be a much different story because I would have FREAKED! That little stinker. I really need to get a harness for him.
Well at least I have one child almost raised to adulthood and if I keep on my toes Waylon just might make it too.
I do love my bookend boys.
Posted by Jeanette at 8:55 AM
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Of course if my car could talk I'd have to get one of these to muzzle it. Unless we were alone together, then we'd visit and laugh for hours that little Karmann Ghia and I.
Do you know how to make an arrogant guy at a dance club very, very angry? Tell him that his Porsche looks just like a Karmann Ghia (that one's for you Heidi).
I so miss that car. Shortly after I got married I sold my Karmann Ghia to my brother (in case it started talking. Ha-ha) and one fatal afternoon his girlfriend filled it chuck full of balloons as a cute way to ask him to a dance. While driving, one of the balloons obstructed his vision and CRASH! My beloved Karmann Ghia was no more (but thankfully my brother was fine).
These days my hot ride is a Toyota Sequoia.
Can you say Sexy?
Maybe that's because there is nothing sexy about driving a people mover.
But I have no choice because, although I would cram a ridiculously dangerous number of people into my Karmann Ghia from time to time, everyone in my Sequoia must wear a seat belt (hey you have to grow up sometime).
Don't feel too sorry for me though because you can take the girl out of the Karmann Ghia but you can't take the Karmann Ghia out of the girl. And when I'm driving down the road with my 80's music crankin'...
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Friday, October 10, 2008
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Wednesday, October 8, 2008
I wish I could have gotten better pictures but my camera was acting up so I had to take what I could get.
Rick then scooped Waylon's precious little three- year- old self up and took him home.
Do you even take your kids into public?
I'm thinking that I never will again.
Posted by Jeanette at 10:23 PM
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
For the SPT challenge this month, we have been asked to consult our 100 lists (our 100 things about ourselves. I posted mine back in May). On the 7th of the month we'll post an SPT about item #7 on our list. On the 14th of the month, we'll post about item #14. And so on. And so on. So here goes...
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Sunday, October 5, 2008
And other family and friends. But I'm going to do better starting with a very happy birthday wish to my...
Are you cake people?
If not, what kind of birthday treats do you have?
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Friday, October 3, 2008
Books wrapped in newspaper take on a whole new look for next to nothing.
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Thursday, October 2, 2008
I have never been afraid of snakes. I've never been reluctant to touch or hold them and when I see them in the wild I watch with fascination as they slither by. But today I learned that if I see one in my kitchen...
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Wednesday, October 1, 2008
And thank you Landon for helping Paige with her speech. You are the best big brother in the world!
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