Ugh!
(Nana is totally not going to believe this, but I was writing this entry when she left her last comment demanding to know where I was. Um. I’m TWO DOORS DOWN, of course. *grin*)
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So, here I am. This week is a big week – on thursday, we have the big band fundraiser, which is also the same evening that I have to go and practice for that damn writing thing mom got me into where I have to speak in front of people and all. *grumble* I turned in my bio, twice even, since the first time the guy’s spam catcher caught me. And? I’m totally out of printer paper, and I don’t have a copy of the story I won with printed out, so… It’s fate, I tell ya! I shouldn’t do this! So there! (like nana’d let me get away with that. dammit)
Then on Saturday is the Writer’s night dealy where I have to actually do this public thingy. Saturday also happens to be mah baby’s birthday! The Boy’ll be 15. Can you believe that? I know I can’t, no matter how tall he gets. And he’s going to the writer’s night thingy as my date. How cute, huh?
The week after that, we’ll all be in a flurry as we get ready to send The Boy off to Europe at long last. He’s practically GIDDY with excitement, and still working hard to keep his grades where they need to be (so far so good!) as well as with all the extra practices in the evenings. He has a dress rehersal on Sunday, and then next Sunday the 18th at 3:30am, he’ll board the bus that’ll take him to anchorage with the rest of his group and he won’t be home until the 31st.
SOB! I can’t believe the trip is almost here! Is it too soon to be eager for him to come home? This growing up and letting go thing is HARD. Is it too late to change my mind?
Bah humbug.
Other then that, things are going good. my 451 Press blog Watching Survivor is up and running and I get more hits every day. I’m pretty excited about what will be Thursday’s post – I’ve found a lot of the past (and a couple present!) Survivor’s on MySpace (I know. Ew. but it’s like one stop Survivor Shopping!) and a couple of them have been really nice in answering questions and giving opinions. I even briefly messaged with Jonny Fairplay, the most hated Survivor ever! So, stay tuned for Thursdays. Another past Survivor will be chiming in!
That’s bout it for me. Whatcha’ll up to??
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Oh Wait… they boy will get to love on the puppy (You are not getting) for a whole….1 1/2 days before he has to leave… has to leave. I like to say it that way. Than I don’t have to admit that he is getting so much older. SHESH. they are dragging him kicking and screaming. (in my head) He really DOESN’T want to go… Reallly.
You will have SO MUCH FUN BOY! don’t forget to take the time… to look around. this will more than likely be the only time you get to do this. to this country. so look and take LOTS and LOTS of pictures. they are what you will have to help you remember. this was the BEST trip I ever had. Lots of Memories that are mine to have. But hey… don’t get into the trouble that I did. K? Lov eyou be safe.
would the ladybug care to share just WHAT kind of trouble she managed to get into without her monther knowing?
Hmmm. I thought not.
Hey, Lessa, I did MY part in trying to get you some 451 hits!
and, if you will email me your story I will print it out for you. :wub:
but you KNEW I’d say that, right?
right!
:moose:
monther=mother – sheesh! That’s what happens when your comment entry box runs way the heck off screen!
:moose:
Mom…. I got really mad at a girl and out of anger (after listening to her whin for 5 days strait) ” AHHHHH shut up or I am going to kill you” which she ran off like a whimpy woman and told Mrs.H that I was threatening to really kill her… therefor I hadt os pend the night alone and was even told By Mrs. H…. ( about the outfit you bought me) What kind of a tramp wears a black bra under a white shirt…. Now it was the P.J. outift you bought me .. the last bra I had for n ight time. yes at the time I believed that if you wore a bra to bed your boobs would be perkey. LOL….
Than there was the fact that Mrs. H. and Randi and I all chased after MEN in the little town of Bath… went to the river and she screamed look MEEEEN and they are rowing. LOL.
And let me see… there was the fact that there was alchoholic beverages in vending machens out int he open…a nd how about that Randi stayed up all night our last night with a guy from Italy that she couldn’t even speak with. Lord only knows what she did… I stayed in my room with my vending machen finds. LOL. well now you know. dont mind sharing at all. See Lessa you ARE THE BETTER DAUGHTER!