Say What...again

Today is a 2 post day.

I've been whining about my girls not being babies anymore, today marks the day that I officially have no more babies. Taylor turned 13 and became a woman all in one week. She called me during lunch all crying and pitiful. I rushed to the school, took care of business and hugged and kissed her, I DID NOT CRY wanted to but didn't. I was so worried the rest of the day about her and her tender feeling.

Boy was I wrong. I'm almost positive she told the entire school. She was one happy kid after school. My nephew Philip should be thanking his lucky stars that I caught her before she called him to tell him the good news. She wants to tell Tim all about it. Wouldn't you love to be a fly on the wall during that conversation. Those of you who know Tim, you know this conversation WILL NEVER HAPPEN. He would move. To Antarctica. Live in an Igloo with his converter box and TV, I'd let him take those, cause I'm nice that way and he can take his brilliant dog with him for company.

Moving right along...

Say What
I know you all love these post.

American Idol
Blind Guy comes out to sing.
ME: Girls, this young man is blind.
TAYLOR: Cool, he's good.
MM: Really? I can't tell he's blind.
TAYLOR: Well if Kaye says so, its true.
Awww how sweet right?
MM: Wow, I wonder how he drives. Oh, how does he shower? How does he get his clothes? How can he find his food?
ME: Back up, you seriously want to know how he drives?
MM: Well, yeah. I bet its hard for him to drive.

At this point I really don't remember the rest of the conversation, I'm still worried about all the blind people driving around in YARM14YOL's world. Her world is dangerous.

Kaye Story...I'm so together all the time, I bet you all won't believe there's a Kaye Story.

Kaye gets out to walk at the track. It was so crowded today. I was talking with my friend Dianna on my cell as I prepared to walk. Put my headphones on my head, look at the end of the headphone cord and think...wow, something looks different...NO IPOD. I took it off the headphones while getting out of the van and threw it back in the van. I did. Really.

How's the diet/C.I.A. Torture Techniques going you ask? Wonderful, considering I SKIPPED all last week, plus I just realized that I missed two days of medicine, blood pressure and diabetes, oops.

I did not cheat much last week at all on the eating part. Today was beautiful day to walk. So far, I have pretty much had the track to myself, today, about 15 people were walking, most of them I work "around". A banker, school teacher, music teacher, minister, minister's wife, a few that frequent the funeral home. Basically, I could not escape these people seeing me in my workout gear. The young banker dude came up on me just as I stepped off the bleachers, sweating like a pig and jammin out to "Damaged". (I have no idea who sings this song, but it will get you moving and I think its funny that the first line is "do you have a first aid kit, do you, do you?" At some point I might need one with all the exercising.) He looked at me with that weird, Oh man, I so didn't need that visual today. Me with my head bobbing to "Damaged" and I'm sure the junk in the trunk was a pleasant visual too. I'm sure he's ruined for life. So young. I'm not speaking to the Wii right now, so there are no Wii stories. Sorry.

Come back tomorrow, you never know what's gonna happen around here.