Mama Used to Say

Sometimes, late at night, I would go downstairs, and find my mom drinking out of the juice carton. It shocked me every time. She would always tell me, "Do as I say, not as I do," and leave it at that. I hated when she told me that. I always swore I would never tell my kids that when I had them.

What did your parents tell you, that you hated hearing? Have you ever repeated those words to your kids?

By Surprise

Byron and I recently went to a friend's house down south. We were there for a few hours, and neither of us had anything to eat. So when it was time to go, we were starving. I knew exactly what I wanted to eat, but was a little embarrassed to tell By. I had been to this friend's house quite a few times recently, and it was usually when I was in a hurry. So, if I wanted to eat, it had to be in my car. There is this BP (has NOTHING to do with Joe.) gas station right next to the entrance of the turnpike with the most delicious pre-packaged turkey and cheddar sandwiches. I actually look forward to eating them. When I told Byron, he of course, thought I was crazy. But, I forced him to try one. :) We had the best time laughing in the car at what had become of our gourmet palates.

What have you enjoyed recently that you never thought you would?

Teen Idol

Have any of you seen, "Scott Baio is 45 and Single?" Chachi was my first actor-crush. I remember buying every Tiger Beat out there just for the posters of him. Who was your teen idol?

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What was that all about?

Checkerboard shoes, neon sunglasses, guys with extremely tight jeans-just some of the fashions we wore in the 80's. What did you used to wear, that today you think is totally ridiculous?

Jeff's Birthday Surprise

Last Saturday, Jeff came down with the kids. Gina arranged an incredible night at Dave and Busters. We had a great group. Kris joined us for the first time with Nestor and their children. But, the biggest surprise had to be Eric and Janet who flew in from Texas the night before! What a great night. Here's to the next one.

Let's tell a story

I got this Idea from Cookie and her sisters. We were at a Denny's and passed around a napkin. each of us had to write one word. After it went around twice it was read. I'm thinking it might be interesting do this with sentences. So lets write a story. The rules are NO RULES. Feel free to write as little or as much as you like. Shall I begin?


It was a day like any other day. . .

Wesly speaks

hey guys Wesly told me to forward this info to all of you so here it is. He can be contacted by:
email jbaby102565@yahoo.com or his cell: 945-638-8392. He'd be happy to hear from you all.

Chaperoning 101

On Monday, I leave to Daytona for a week to be a chaperone at a youth camp. Think back to our long bus rides, spring trips, and competitions. Remember all of the mischievous things we used to do. What would you have me watch out for? What advice would you give?

One morning I heard this ruckus in my yard. I opened the door to find these kids trying to knock mangoes from my tree. They had come into the yard and taken my yard broom and was throwing it up into the tree. At first I was really pissed. Then I called them over and asked how they came to be in my yard with my broom taking my mangoes from my tree. two of them ran but one kid and his sister or little girl friend stayed and apologized. I told them they need only knock and the door and ask and I would knock them down myself for them which I proceeded to do.
As I walked back to the house I was thinking to myself " these f'ing kids" then I thought back to when I was their age and it caused me to ask the question: Did I do stuff like that when I was a kid? which leads to my question for the gallery

Have you ever caught yourself scolding a kid for some of the same things you did when you were their age. Be honest.

Hot Head

I have "a list." It's not a good one. The list is for people who have disrespected me, in some blatant way, three times. Yes, you read that right. I count. Once that happens, and you get put on the list, it takes a whole lot to get off. On the list, I forget you exist. Your calls and emails won't be answered. I "forget" to show up for your special events. It's petty. I know.

How do you have a temper tantrum?

Playtime

Recently, Alex and I were talking about our trip to Tampa for Robin's birthday. I asked him what his favorite part was. He said, "Playing ping pong until 2:30 in the morning, dancing, singing, and swimming in the pool." I said, "Yeah, like kids again." Then, he said something very profound (of course, it's Alex!). He said that we get old because we forget to play. He's right.

What have you forgotten to do since you were in high school? Or, what will you decide to do now so that you won't get old?