Dallas (5 day stay)

Leaving in T-25 hours and counting......

8 days

thats all i have left of this thanksgiving holiday. i spent 3.5 hours of my day driving to Beeville Tx. if you have never been to Beeville, look it up and see where i am. you might cry.

karson stuck a suction cup in the middle of her forehead. she now has a hickey on her forehead. that reminds me of the time when i hurt my chin. my curling iron had this hole in the end and if you blew across it, it made a cool whistle sound. one time i forgot the curling iron was on and i held it up to my chin, blew, and unfortunaltely burned my chin. there was this giant red mark and eventually a scab. boy did i look HOT.

other HOT things i have done:

1. tore a hamstring while doing a cartwheel in a college gymnastics class.
2. fell off a treadmill while running....burned a nice tread on the top of my ankle.
3. nancy dyed my hair with clairol from the box....turned green, had to get my hair stripped
4. in 4th grade i ran into the gym with my PE clothes on and the slip i had worn under my skirt earlier.
5. while in 3rd grade i was running home from church and my panties fell down
6. in 8th grade i was playing in a basketball game and somehow the lace from my panties had broken loose and was hanging between my legs about 10 inches.
7. just last week i accidentally wore my TSU tank top backwards and went running
8. while i was pregnant with karson, kenedy and i were dancing around the house and i peed in my pants.

i better stop while i'm ahead....

a+m+y= "mommy karson is touching me..."

cinnamon bread and grocery carts.....

yeah....they really pump me up. today i came to work, and i was presented a piece of cinnamon bread by mr. cornett. it wasn't the fluffy middle of the loaf.....it was the end..... just like i like it. don't ask me why, but i do. there are only two pieces to a loaf. i reckon they are like the drumsticks of a turkey. maybe i'll get the end of the cinnamon bread when corey gets that far into the loaf. if not, i hope he remembers how much i enjoy the butt of the loaf when he gobbles it up himself.

we have our very own foodtown grocery cart in the PE department now. WOO HOO!!! we spotted it upside down on a pile of dirt right by the school. mr. strawder rescued it and now it belongs to us. sorry foodtown. it's not like they are going to miss it. i've always wanted a grocery cart and now me and my ghetto butt have one. we can haul stuff around in it. it's kinda like the person who has always driven a compact car and they finally get a truck. you can find soooo many ways and things to haul around in it. before we know it people are going to want to start borrowing it. we might even have to move stuff for other people in it. are you jealous yet?

cinnamon bread butts and a foodtown grocery cart....like giving birth to a new baby.....

ahymee

if you look weird....

don't go out on halloween night. here we are letting out kids have a great time at a fall festival when a little old lady catches our eye. she's dressed in old timey clothes and has thinning hair. she has a great costume. the best part was the oxygen tank she was carrying around. she even had the cannula's inside her nose. she moved kinda fast........i'm not sure if she was for real, or just halloween eye candy. part of you wants to rip the oxygen cannula's out of her nose, while the sensitive side says "what if she starts gasping for air"? it's still a mystery to me. beware, if you look halloween-ish in real life....stay home on Oct 31st.

amy