Apparently I’ve been mistaken…

Genny, my lovely twelve year old, has been walking around this house treating me, and occasionally her dad, like complete crap. In fact, only when she is involved in exactly what she wants to be doing- is she nice at all. Upon finishing school, her summer days have looked like this: 
1) lay around and read. 
2) Watch a movie or some tv. 
3) lay around and read. 
4) hang out with a friend. 
5) sleep til ten. 
6) lay around and read. 
When reminded to do a chore, she simply says “K”, and retreats to her room to… yep, you guessed it: lay around and read! 
Considering her injury, (which I’ll remind my readers, happened AT A SUMMER PARTY, with her friends and a slip and slide) we’ve been a little lenient on what responsibilities she has. Chw even mowed the lawn, which he HATES to do, while she was sad because she loves it. 
Here’s the thing though…
She just got her first cell phone.* 
And, just in time for vacation, an iPod touch*. 
She started off this week at a sleepover. 
The kid somehow manages to score a Sonic Happy Hour drink almost every day. 
The girl leads a charmed life. 
So this morning, when she wakes up and is right off the bat wickedly mouthed and hateful I asked her “why?” Her response knocked me off my feet and I still can’t seem to close my jaw properly… 
I just get so mad because my life is so hard and it isn’t fair!!!! 
Huh… 
And here I thought I had it bad… What with the cooking, and the cleaning WHILE working from home… With the being treated like garbage by the only person I see consistently every day; and the driving (in a hot car) to the parties and the birthday celebrations and the sleepovers and the movie theater… 
I guess I’ve been wrong. 
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* there are people, even in our daily lives going: What??? How could you get her a cell phone? Well, as we’ve told them I felt the need to also tell the world- we’ve been really responsible about it. It was actually her brother’s phone, before he left for Germany. AND it has amazing parental features. For instance, she has 12 contacts. The rest of the phone is locked. She cannot text. She cannot add contacts. She cannot call anyone BUT her contact, nor can she receive calls from anyone other than her contacts. It’s amazing… 

* as for the iPod touch. The same, sensibly concerned people seem to be concerned with the internet options on the iPod. Well, proud to say those are blocked too. She has movies and videos on there, which are nice for car rides and such. BUT she’s only 12. She needs parental guidance… 

Ya Flip and Ya Flop…

I made the spontaneous decision to join a super fantastic Flip Flop Swap this summer, and wow am I glad I did! My swap partner Janette is wonderful! Not only does she put together adorable parties, (and we ALL know how I love parties) but she introduced me to Yellow Box flip flops. Am I the last person on the planet to know about these shoes? It’s been like hard to part with these babies at bedtime because my feet feel so fantastic in them. 
Let’s face it, if I didn’t love summer already- it’s even more certain now! 
She also sent a Cowboys cup holder (FAVORITE NFL team. :) ) And a couple of Texas t-shirts… 
What a fun swap this was! Thanks Janette! (And Becca!)
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A Haunting Summer Read…

I had the complete privilege of reviewing A Discovery of Witches for our BlogHer Bookclub. Being dubbed the Twilight For Grown-Ups, I was sometimes confused and often at the edge of my seat while reading… 

In her debut novel, Deborah Harkness has somehow managed to weave a story full of adventure, history, passion, science, seduction and every other entertaining and thought provoking element a reader could need. For my review in it’s entirety, go here, or simply click the badge link to the left… 
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The (old) saying goes…

I went to my doctor yesterday and I have a rib out of place.
I have a significantly bruised collar bone. It’s very tender and sore. 
I went to an amazing concert Sunday night. {So, So, So Amazing!}
I have not gone to bed before 1 a.m. for the past 4 nights due to my crazy and youthfully wild lifestyle… 
While all of these these are sort of true- they sound a lot more exciting than they are. 
For instance one could think my collar bone and rib issues came from said amazing concert. They could have too, if we’d gone for the cheap FLOOR tickets.(Man, some crazy stuff was happening down there!) However, we splurged (double) for bar tickets so we could be up above the floor with all of the old people. (by “old” of course I mean, the over 21 crowd.) 
We also had an AMAZING view of this guy… *Swoon*… 
While on the topic of old though, (which is all the rib issue seems to be tied to… as for the bruising- who knows.) I saw my first real-life-cougar. I’ve heard older women, (guideline to be an “older” woman, as I age, is 15 years older than me.) joke about chasing young men but I’ve never witnessed such a thing. In the bar of the club there was an 18 (at most) year old kid with a woman well over 50. She was dressed like she was 15. There was way too much PDA going on. It was, honestly, pretty repulsive to watch. She kept sneaking him into the restricted area and they kept getting kicked out. Did I mention she dressed like she was 15? Well, she acted like she was 12. 
Maybe my 12 year old acts more mature actually… 
But yeah. While the concert (which was amazingly awesome- I repeat) did make me feel a bit younger, (like maybe 32 vs. the actual 35 that I am) I learned that I’ve finally transcended into the phase of life where I will only plan on attending concerts of people I absolutely love. Last year we traveled down to see 30 Seconds to Mars and Mutemath. While it was a fun show and i love both bands- I am content to cross them off of my check list and never see them again. Thankfully Sunday’s show was a band I’d walk barefoot over glass- to the ends of the earth- to see… no regrets there. 
As for my wild and crazy lifestyle. Ha. Ha. Friday night Chw and I snuck out to a super late show of Bad Teacher with some friends. Suffice it to say while the concert made me feel a little younger- that movie made me feel 60. It ticked me off more than it made me laugh. Bad, Bad Movie should have been it’s chosen name.
Then on Saturday night we partied with friends, until the wee hours of the morn’. This is, of course, if partied means one margarita, a barbecue and board games. Woo hoo… Just like wee hours of the morn’ of course means after midnight. 
With my four night’s in a row crazy late bedtimes (Monday night was late because i had to catch up on my DVR and the Glee Project, of course)- crawling out of bed this morning was a chore. I mean, four late nights is a habit now- right? I was tempted to snooze my alarm and proceed with my newly developed rockstar lifestyle, but then I remembered I had a 9 a.m. appointment. 
At the salon. 
To cover up my grey hairs. 
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Nifty Fifty…

It’s been awhile since i participated, but i was inspired by this challenge today, over at Mama Kat’s, so here I am… 3.) Create a bucket list of 50 things you want to do this summer (with or without the kids!)
  1. Sink my toes where the sand and sea kiss.
  2. Spend an afternoon feeding ducks and geese. 
  3. Take my nieces and nephews to the water park. 
  4. Drink sun tea by the gallons. 
  5. Drink fresh squeezed lemonade as often as possible. 
  6. Peach picking. 
  7. Fresh Peach canning. 
  8. Fresh, crisp salads for lunches and dinners. 
  9. Nighttime park movies, under the stars. 
  10. Sleeping in a tent. 
  11. Sunday afternoon picnics. 
  12. Dining Al’ Fresco.
  13. Campfire warmth, shadows and sounds. 
  14. Campfire smores. 
  15. Explore the woods. 
  16. Smell chlorine. a lot. 
  17. Lay and reading on a beach towel.
  18. Lay and read on the cool grass of the park, beneath the weeping willow tree. 
  19. Tiger’s blood snow cones. 
  20. The drive- in theater. 
  21. Talking beneath the stars. 
  22. Bike rides. 
  23. River floating. 
  24. Sunscreen. 
  25. Twinkle lit evenings on the patio. 
  26. Barbecues with friends. 
  27. Tennis. 
  28. Glasses of wine as the almost-midnight-sun sets. 
  29. Sprinkler rainbows, within reach in my yard. 
  30. Farmer’s market Saturday mornings. 
  31. Summer concerts. 
  32. The sound of joyful screams and coasters swirling about, around me. 
  33. Family frozen yogurt runs. 
  34. Fresh berries adorning cakes, pancakes, muffins, salads and sticky tiny child-hands. 
  35. Popsicle smiles. 
  36. Summer photos. 
  37. Shimmery, lime scented lotion. 
  38. California sunsets. 
  39. Time with our amazing Oregon friends. 
  40. Smoothies. 
  41. Fresh cut flowers vased on table tops and nightstands. 
  42. Flip flops revealing painted toe nails. 
  43. Strawberry, yogurt and granola breakfast sundaes. 
  44. Sidewalk chalk artist in residence and her creations. 
  45. Relaxed afternoons. 
  46. Watermelon, crisp and icy. 
  47. Cool inspiring mornings to write or read by. 
  48. Fajita and Margarita Fridays.
  49. Grilled summer flatbread pizzas. 
  50. Summer lovin’, hand holding and being with the man I love… 

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