Wednesday, April 23, 2008

Blogging, etc.

I'm such a shitty blogger. Honestly, I worry too much that what I blog about no one is interested in so I just rather not blog at all. I'm perfectly happy reading everybody else's blogs. But, I will continue blogging just so I don't look like a stalker when I comment on other's blogs.

In other news . . .

G will be getting braces. We go back in another week and start on the impressions, etc. She has a overbite and crowding with misalignment of her bite that needs to be corrected. Then at the end of May, the braces go on. Now to figure out how we are going to pay for it. Still thinking on that.

Do you remember watching the puberty video when you were 10,11 years old? I sure do. I also remember reading Judy Blume's, Are You There God? It's Me Margaret, over and over again. Oh, those were the days - so foolishly excited to become a woman!
Well after much bitching and whining from Gabby that she already knew about all that, we went through the puberty class last night. For someone who complained so much about not wanting to go, she sure was all ears and tried to answer every question on the quiz. There is only one girl in her class that has already started her period and has boobs. The rest of them, Gabby included, are trying to pretend they have boobs by wearing bras. Gabby has mosquito bites but Grandma (my mom) seems to think she needs to start wearing a bra so I broke down a got her a couple. Other signs like mood swings, headaches, and zits lead me to believe that this summer is going to bring about many changes for my girl.

D and I are going ghost hunting this Saturday. We are going back to the Original Springs Hotel in Okawville, IL. We visited it for the first time in January and had some interesting experiences. Since that time we have joined a paranormal/ghost hunting/debunking group and this is are first trip as members of PROSCI. We are staying the night there too so that will be nice. I just hope we can get some sleep when we are ready to turn in. We don't get away much and I am so looking forward to some alone time, if you know what I mean.


A Buns Life said...

You know what? You should not feel obligated in any way, and if you don't ENJOY writing your own blog, then don't do it. It's stressful and hard enough when you do enjoy doing it!

We had that class during school back in my day....they would have all the girls in on room and take all the boys in was always pretty funny and awkward when the class merged back together afterwards. The bus ride home those days were always fun too!

JaniceNW said...

Oh joy you've got PMS from your child to look forward to..........HUGS.
It's nice they had a class you could attend together. :)

Beth said...

Too funny! My 5th grade daughter watched "the movie" at school this week too! She has almost all the signs and I have been prepared (I think) for it for awhile now.

Lisa said...

Oh have fun tonight at the hotel. Have never been but have heard cool things about the place.

Hope you don't have any er uh paranormal visitors while you and the hubby have some alone time. heehee.

slackermommy said...

We are also on the cusp of puberty with our oldest. Just the other day she told me that she used my tweezers to pluck some stray hairs "down there". She was horrified when I explained that those hairs are just the beginning of many and plucking is a losing battle.

I love ghost stories. Please share your experiences. I don't know how you can say you don't have anything interesting to write!

Huckdoll said...

Your blog is yours though, girl. Do what you want...who cares if nobody is interested. That said, I know of quite a few people who read and comment on blogs rather than write. Some of them only write once a month, some less frequently and I've never though of them as stalkers, just as people who like to read.

Before I started my blog I just lurked (didn't even comment on) a few blogs...for over a year :) Plus, I've found that inspiration can strike from reading other peoples blogs.

Guinea Pig said...

Yay you are back!!!!

Puberty class? What puberty class? Man I feel short changed. I had to figure all this crap out on the fly, in secret. And to think, my mom is a NURSE!

I think your blog is interesting so ignore "a buns life" and keep writing just for me. :) Peer pressure---can you feel it?

Think of it as a funky kind of hug with a little shove at the end.