Also: A happy and safe 4th to my American readers.
Holiday Fun Archive
Do you ever have slumber parties when you were little? I did. Man could shit go down at those. They could also go way wrong. One of my earliest memories of girl-on-girl betrayal went down on a slumber party. A slumber party where no one showed up. They really didn’t get much better after that. Girls are mean. I don’t just mean in general, but to each other. I really don’t know what’s up with that.
I’m in a place now where I could really use a few more girl friends. I lost one I thought was a keeper when she said some things causing me to lose all respect for her. So I’m left in this, is it just me, or are all friendships this hard to maintain, place. Then I remember my two most loyal gal pals, Dez and Sarah. We’ve had a monthly party ever month since like January I think? We missed one month where schedules were just too crazy, but I think we were all bummed about that.
This month’s party is going down tonight and we’re having a, wait for it…. SLUMBER PARTY! We’ll they aren’t really sleeping over, but that’s the theme. We’re ordering in pizza, I have ice cream, chocolate, cookies, chips and pop. We’re going to watch movies, and the dress code is comfy cozy. I’m looking forward to this slumber party and I have little doubt that it’ll be drama free.
Unlike the ones I had growing up.
This week in my store:
Profits from my store go towards supporting my family. And there is always some sort of coupon code running across the top of the page!
Speaking of my store, you can find a link to the WTBL new items up along the top. It’ll take you here. I actually own the pink shirt. No joke, I love it! All items in the WTBL store are great ways to support the blog and my family at the same time! Seriously. This and my writing (books/blog) are what I currently do for a living now.
Also a gentle reminder that my first ever book is published and for sale at amazon. It’s a cute little tongue twister of a book that’s fun to read aloud. Inside animal friends will help your little ones learn their alphabet. Each letter is represented in huge colorful graphics, just right for little fingers to trace. I knew what I wanted in a kid’s book for Sammy, I couldn’t find it, so I made my own. Do you have kids? Nieces and nephews? Little cousins? Judging by the fact Sammy won’t let her copy out of her sight, this book is sure to be a hit!
In closing, this quiet observation:
Either lightning bugs are getting faster, or I’m getting slower, but Sambam and I were out there for a good 30 minutes and we caught a total of 2. One of which couldn’t even fly.
I am throwing what will be my second annual Pi day party this year. My first was 3 years ago though. So there has been a gap. Between drama, funds, and those days falling on week days, I can’t totally be blamed. However, this year is heralded as the greatest Pi Day. (I argue that the greatest Pi Day was 3/14/1592, and was probably an ordinary day, and no one appreciated Pi Day back then I’m betting, but no one listens to me.) So yes, Saturday we’ll party as they should have in 1592! Only less… well… we have better pie now!
So please eat a piece of pie on Saturday in honor of an irrational number that does magnificent things!
Meanwhile, I’m sure I’ll eat more than my fair share!
So I started this not long before Sambam’s 3rd birthday and apparently couldn’t come up with 10 reasons without resorting to “I actually love her” or “Murder is wrong”, so I’m going to revisit it now that she’s well into OMG THREE YEAR OLDS ARE PURE EVIL. Ahem. They are also more entertaining.
- She only really has 23 days to go.
- She pronounces futon as “puton”.
- When she’s defiant and says no, she says “no thank you”.
- She is an expert on zombies. Both being one and remembering to double tap when her brother plays the zombie.
- When her aunt asked her the meaning of life recently, she replied “family and love”.
- Because while playing with the wrestler figures of an older boy I watch after school, the following came from her mouth: “My name is Ciena and I love warm hugs”
- She has the sense of humor and spot on timing of a true comedian
- Because one day she was so excited to nom down on her string cheese, that she literally full force bit her own finger. Of course queue melt down inspired by being bit and being mad that she’s the one that did it and oh the pain and oh the shame. (It was a shame!) Her daddy and I tried so hard not to laugh at her while comforting her. AKA she’s pathetically adorable.
- She has most of the “Do You Want To Build A Snowman” song memorized. Granted, her willingness to prove this is getting old.
- Because the sheer force of girl power that comes when she plays with her little cousin Rosie, who is basically only 2-3 months older than her, is awesome stuff. They have their own language and if you could bottle the energy you could power entire cities, but it warms the heart.
Alright! I should schedule this to drop around her half birthday.
I have no clue if you still read over here? I know you were an avid fan for years but as I went quiet in the past year or so, I can imagine you maybe just assumed I’m still quiet. Either way, happy birthday to you, mom. I love you. Thank you so deeply for all the support over the past year and a half. I know I’ve all but bleed you dry. It’s been a rough one.
Sorry this present isn’t as awesome as what I gave you last year.
FYI for readers: I gave her tickets to see Phantom of the Opera live. There was no beating that.