It's Magic

I went to Disneyland last night. I DO BELIEVE IN FAIRIES I DO BELIEVE!!!!!



I had the most magical time.............................

I was only going because it was free. I didn't have my daughter with me. I thought okay I have 2 hours to ride a couple of rides and then go to my business dinner. I asked the teenager working outside, if you had 2 hours what two rides would you ride. He said Space Mountain and Indiana Jones. I had my plan. I walked in the doors towards the castles and....................................

Cinderella walked over and hugged me. Then I saw Belle and Jasmine and Aurora and Cruella. I was overwhelmed. I stepped to the side by the gift shop as the tears came. This week castmember (employee) said it is very rare to see them all together and she could understand my emotion. I bought a camera and went back out to get their pictures.

I tried all day to fool myself into thinking I had a plan. Okay after Space Mountain and Indiana Jones, I am out of here. But then I saw the Princess Store. They have everything, everything I ever wanted when I was a girl. Crowns, boas, dresses, gloves, shoes......and not that crappy stuff you buy at Halloween. I bought Hailey a hairbrush with Tinkerbell on it. Then I bought some computer stickers for my sister to turn her computer into a fairy computer. Then I bought Hailey a Cinderella doll. It was two sided with Belle underneath.

So I went to ride Space Mountain. I also at an entire cotton candy before I got on the ride. Then I got a fast pass so I could ride again without standing in line!!! I trekked over to the Indiana Jones and the line was on 30 minutes. I pulled out my blackberry and tried to play Sudoko, but they had artifacts and the walls were decorated and you watched a movie.....I was too entertained to play Sudoko.

I was still on plan and still had time to just go see Mickey's house before I left......I walked up there and somehow ended up in the line. I got my picture with Mickey!!!!! So obviously, when I got out I had to have a Mickey Mouse pretzel!!!

That's when I saw the penny machine!!! I collect those smushed pennies. Usually only one per trip. But I wanted the right one. I asked the lady at the counter, where can I find some more? She gave me a printout and I was a goner!! I walked all over looking at each machine and ended up with five different ones!!! Then I bought a frozen lemondade

I have to stay I really was a kid in a candy store. I did not have to beg my mom for cotton candy, I just bought it. No one was there to stop me from buying TJ a shirt that says Grumpy and me one that has Tinkerbell and says "Little Miss Sassy"

Finally, it started getting dark. I can still make drinks for my business dinner. So, I asked one of the castmembers how to get to the exit. He said oh you can't leave now. The are about to start Fantasmic. I said what is that? He said you have to stay really you have to stay and see it. OMIGOD I am so glad I did!!! It really was incredible. It was the movie Fanstasia come to life with real water and the lagoon caught on fire. It was so awesome.

After that I went to go get a Pooh Penny, then I rode Space Mountain again and saw an 80's cover band. My age was starting to show ===I knew the words and I danced like an old white woman whose feet were killing her.

As I started to go I finally saw Tinkerbell. She flicked her wand and lit up the front flower garden in a contagion of little white lights. I asked them to stamp my hand just in case I came back and got on the shuttle. I started to cry. I couldn't believe I was leaving. Then two little boys started talking about their Jedi training with real swords.

I started making plans for bringing Hailey. In about 4 years, she and I will have tea with Cinderella.

I've been Ma'aMed!!!

I feel really old..........I have been Ma'aMed!!! Yes, and the worst part is it was by someone I know!! Someone I kissed in high school. He is younger than me but NOT THAT MUCH!!!!

I never used ma'am or sir when I was a kid. I did say yes or no and wasn't supposed to say yea or nah but then I became a teacher. I hated being ma'amed. I hated it because I felt like a racist. I felt so weird. Then I became a mom. I was determined my daughter would have good manners and say sir and ma'am.

It turns out kids just imitate what you do. Yesterday, my two year old looked at me and said "huh?"

oh wellllllllllllll

Kool Aid Mom

I am the Kool-Aid Mom!!! I always wanted to be popular, but who knew I would be popular with kids 30 years younger than me!!!

All the kids come to our house to play. I love to be a kid and me and my daughter run up and down the sidewalks and the other kids are there too! I try to let them be kids, but I also have to be the adult. I try not to interfere, unless I think someone is going to get hurt.

The little one loves being popular, too!! She is in love with a 7 year old across the street. She puts on all her little play clothes--high heels, boa, and crown then she begs to go outside. She wants her little boyfriends to see her all beautiful. She also loves to be a princess complete with Fairy Wings.

I love being popular!!!

Does cleaning the garage really count?

I read somewhere that housework counts as working out. Is that just wishful thinking. Am I burning as many calories cleaning as I am on the stairmaster?

Speaking of my garage, I am a packrate (A packrate keeps on the highly "rated" stuff). I can admit this. I keep everything. Well, I used to. I got married and he decided I am a packrat. He made me want to change that about me. I started throwing out stuff. The problem is, now I don't know what I kept, what I chunked, or where I put it. Some stuff I really want back............I don't know why I want my graduation tassle, but I do!!

We have something, I am preferring to think it is a squirrel, but something large living in our garage. Now, as a packrate, I know better than to keep food items or anything an animal might want to eat hidden in your stuff. However, my mister, decided to keep a stash of MREs in the garage. He is a packrat, but is in denial. So I have been trying to organize all of our stuff, but UGH it is a mess and there is so much poop!!!

I figure if I work an hour a day out there, I don't have to go to the gym, and in thirty years it will be clean.........if I don't get the hantavirus from some squirrel!!

Update: I did find what I was looking for..........still no check book!!

The American Dream

A two year old can neither confirm nor deny ownership of a hairband. Is it hers? Is the long blonde hair hers? It is not mine!!
Why does the car smell like cigarettes? I don't smoke.

Why has he started going to "work-out" at 5am again?

Why is some woman text messaging Happy Father's Day to her co-worker???

Does this add up or am I just seeing something that is not there??

A nice home, two nice cars, a beautiful smart daughter. But no loving husband.........gone is the American dream....the fence wasn't a white picket anyway!

Soap Operas

I have been watching Guiding Light since my mother listened to it on the radio while she was pregnant with me!!!

I love All My Children, and got addicted to One Life to Live because what was I going to do for that hour in between??

Susan Lucci has always been my hero. I have brown hair and brown eyes and it is good to have a role model that you don't have to be a blonde to be glamorous.

Right now, I am in love with Caitlin Van Zandt. I can't imagine having to go through all your personal business on screen. I am proud of her for making her life choices and wow I have respect for her. She is really strong. I look forward to hearing how it goes and how you are inspiring so amny people. So you go girl and we are all here for you!!

I love the entertainment value of Soaps. I also love when they take on social issues. I also love that sometimes they don't take themselves so seriously. Guiding Light has taken on this new look in the taping and camera work. I can't say I am a fan. It is hard to watch. I wish they would work on the background noise it is distracting.........I still watch. I just tape it then I watch a bunch in a row and forget what good filming looks like. I do love the show and think it was smart to make the move, but it needs work. I think my sister has given it up altogether though.

What goes around comes around

I have always believed you can't burn your bridges and have to treat people right. If you don't it will come back to you. Well, once again, I have been proven right. Last year, I was fired. Yep, it was out of the blue. In fact, almost actionable, it was so out of the blue. But, I did find a new and excellent job. Now, the company that fired me is going under!! They people who treated me so badly have all been given notice and are gone!! The person who fired me does already have a job. I do feel sorry for some of the people. I feel bad for those who are not marketable and should have been fired and may not find jobs. But I also feel vindicated and justified. I did not do anything wrong...........in fact I even sent a spreadsheet of my projects after I was fired.
I am helping a people with their resumes.
So now, what goes around comes around.............

Why don't men (my man) dance??

I am longing to go out dancing. I love to 2 step and twirl on the dance floor. I am not so big into the kind of "freestyle" dancing, although it is fun and I would love to go out at all!!! I just think there is nothing more romantic than having a hand in the small of your back guiding you as you glide across the dance floor. I love the feeling of knowing which foot comes next, but waiting to be turned. The closeness of two bodies moving together without speaking...............I secretly get a thrill when I watch ballet. I love to see the partners move together. Don't think I am all cultured or anything. I don't dig the music and can't watch all that long, but to see the male dancer lift the ballerina effortlessly is really a turn on for me!!! My mother sent me to ballet in 2nd grade, she thought I was clumsy and it would help! Haha!! I am still a klutz!!! I was on pee-wee drill team in 6th grade. Wow! Pee-Wee football in Texas is important!!!! I can still remember the song we did our dance to:
Dance! I want to shake my shoulders
Dance! I want to move my buns
Dance! I want to keep on moving
As long as my motor runs...................

Well if there are any Blue Warriorettes out there, let me know if those are the right words!!

I hate this woman her name is Stephanie Dean

I hate this woman. I am sure others must too??? She is so skanky!!! I think she must know she is a ho bag. She is always out drinkin and partyin never at home with her kid. She ruins people's lives and doesn't even care...........

Okay, so seriously, I need to get over this. I can't let her have power over me and how I feel. It's just this isn't high school or Desperate Housewives. This is real, real pain. I can't just have a margarita with her and forgive her..................

The first one..............

I have never tried this before, but it feels like I am the only one NOT blogging!! I feel odd letting the world read my diary, but maybe it will help me grow as a person.............who am I kidding....I don't want to grow....................but that is another story.
So this is my first blog.
I am a white female
Five foot 1---a little over weight
Brown Hair
Brown Eyes
and I love to laugh..........
I am married with a 2 year old gorgeous smart beautiful sweet loving the reason for living daughter!
I live in Texas too bad the accent doesn't come through on the blog!

I am at a conference for work this weekend and today I saw the back of the head of a man that hurt me very deeply last year. He didn't see me as far as I know. I have to say his betrayal really stunned me. I just don't know how he sleeps at night....actually I know he doesn't because he has insomnia. I have recently started sleeping so much better. Maybe because I have a clear conscience over what happened and have decided to be happy. And I am happy.

So today's moral is treat others as you would be treated. One of my favorites!!