I’m so proud of her!
I’m so proud of her!
Oh my gosh, wish me luck at work today. This evening is the girl’s high school graduation and I cried for 3 hours last night before, during, and after I gave her some gifts. I got her a set of luggage and the book “Oh, The Places You’ll Go,” which we sat on the floor in my bedroom and read aloud together.
I told her to not get any funny ideas. The theme I was presenting was that I will support and encourage her going off to college, possibly going away in the Peace Corps, being a Spanish major and living abroad, anything she could possibly get the chance to do….. but don’t ever forget your mommy! Don’t think for a second that I want you to go. Birds don’t really want to push the chickies out of the nest. It’s just what has to happen.
Here’s one for the baby book: This morning I gave the 12th-grader her LAST WEEK’S LUNCH MONEY. EVER!!
You know, the Mexican would’ve mowed my lawn… was coming over with his lawn mower last Saturday to mow my lawn… but I got mad about something, shouted “just take me home!” and said I didn’t want to see him. Or his stupid lawn mower, right?
We made up Thursday. I think we always made up within a day before so this one lasted long. Usually it’s me getting hot-headed and he asks, “What, are you trying to spice things up?” That makes me laugh.
In honor of our making up, I’ll finally finish blogging about our little roadtrip getaway.
So we had the most relaxing time ever and then Sunday we drove to Manhattan. I was told Manhattan, Kansas had a sign like the Hollywood sign so I was pissed off when I saw this:
It’s nothing like the Hollywood sign. But it is big… and we did go up there. And what did we see from up there? MY INITIALS on the hill across town!
Wow, Manhattan. What can I say?
Then today was an awesome Mother’s Day even though I became deathly ill and had to go to urgent care on a Sunday with no insurance and get tested for swine flu. Yes, I have no medical insurance right now. Ugh. I also have no swine flu. And thank God I finally have antibiotics and have stopped shivering with chills. I cannot miss one single day of work… I have to get hired on permanently and get medical benefits! Please God!
The girl was a sweetheart and got me a bunch of little gifts. But of course, my favorite thing was on her card.
“P.S. Let’s pretend I got this tattoo.” I am so loved!
Caller: May I speak with Linda?
Me: She’s at lunch but she’ll be back in about 25 minutes.
Caller: Well I’m in a different time zone… how long would that be for me?
… and also… how easy would it be for you to talk to Mr. Sandman without giggling? What about MR. PHART?!
Okay, my yard’s getting mowed as we speak (my lawn mower is broken). Ex-brother-in-law’s can be fantastic things.
He’s still working on the back…
This is what it looks like when you just don’t give a damn.
(Haven’t sold the house, yet.)
We’re not done yet. Wamego, Kansas has lots of themed Wizard of Oz businesses. There’s the Poppyfield Art Gallery (zzzz) and JavOZo’s Coffee Bar. Here’s Emerald City Market. And me!
For lunch we ate here:
The place was the weirdest amalgamation of ‘Mexican restaurant’ and ‘Toto’ decor. It couldn’t decide if it was Cancun or Kansas! For instance, there was a gigantic beach mural on one wall… but if you looked closely there was a tiny Toto surfing towards the shore. There was a big sombrero filled with tropical fruits and flowers… stamped with Toto’s and sunflowers all around.
Speaking of sombreros, look what flew off Toto’s head in this mural copying a classic picture from the book:
I appreciate clever logos. Lookit! Emerald City from wine bottles!!:
Aside from nature… (inside from nature?)… there is just nothing prettier to me than all the jewel colors in a winery. And the Oz Winery has the cutest wine names ever.