When does it ever end with me? I SERIOUSLY have a major issue with stairs. You won't believe what happened to me today - well if you know me, you'll totally believe it, but I wish I could trade myself in sometimes! So...
Today at 4:58 I was rushing around (desk to printer to desk to printer) to finish off payroll, and also get a very important check printed off and sent out in FedEx so I was definitely in a rush (what do ya know?) and I headed to the stairs...those daunting stairs...they have my number.
I still don't know what happened but suddenly I was head over heels (literally heels - 3 inch heel black boots) tumbling down the stairs! It must have been very loud because when I looked up 7 co-workers were standing over the top of the stairs laughing hysterically and my boss had heard it all the way in her office and made it over to see me as well. Here is what I remember looking like at that moment: Check in hand, FedEx envelope on second step down, Right hand hanging on for dear life from the hand rail, right leg pointed down the stairs starting at about the fifth step down, left leg straight up in the air, hair covering half of my face (some in my mouth) and I had landed half way off of the third step down...just dangling there. I can only imagine the look on my face. How embarassing. I blamed it on my heel because it had broken, however, I'm pretty sure that the broken heel was a result of my accident, not the reason. (Broken heel not broken too badly, still wearable, but now I can't wear them because I blamed it all on my broken heel!)
Suddenly everyone realized that they were laughing at me and forgot to see if I was ok; of course at the time I was ok, just very hurt pride...but hey laugh it up. I hid my face for awhile and took my shoes off. I still had to meet the FedEx guy! So I headed down to the CFO to have him sign the check and he wondered about my missing shoes. I really wanted to play it off, but Val was heading by his office and casually mentioned that maybe the company should consider a little more liability insurance for me. He continued with the glorious story of me falling down the stairs and the CFO got a very amused look on his face and said, "All the way down?" They'll probably decide to let me go naming me as a work comp risk.
As of tonight, I feel a slight strain in my neck, a sore wrist and a slightly pulled groin...worst part of it all...remember how I bruised and scraped both of my shins the other day...well they of course got in the way again. OUCH!
So after telling my husband this story...guess what he said? Something about "slowing down."
You know, that is probably the 5th time I have tripped and made some noise on those stupid stairs...but just a fraction of my stair incidents in my lifetime. Dad, Mom and Rod - remember the stairs in our house at 190 Batavia Lane? I was always tripping up and down those stairs...I even remember stumbling down the stairs when we had a storage customer in the office and hearing him say something, "whoa, is she alright?" My mom probably just waved it off.
Anyway, here is the real bummer in it all - remember how I decided to take on a new persona when I started working at this job...as the quiet shy girl - yep, pretty much have blown that cover now. After tripping up and down the stairs, and all of my other Brenda moments, I'm no longer the sweet quiet girl. Darn. Oh well, I have more fun this way.
Don't you wish you were me?
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Friday, February 20, 2009
Slow down
Let me tell you about my last couple of days. I am doing this to hopefully put a stop to the madness; you know like, if you talk about it, it will go away.
So yesterday morning I woke up at 7:05 and I normally leave my house at 7:20; so I had to forego my shower and was trying to get dressed with eyes that were very droopy and glued shut with eye boogers; I woke up Jesse and sent him stumbling in with droopy boogery eyes to wake up Paige who also woke up with droopy boogery eyes and her normal massive mop of amazing bedhead. In an instant she was bright-eyed and and as I have already noted, very bushy-tailed...so Jesse had to snap to it and keep up with her. Anyway - good thing I work at a trucking company and was able to throw on a pair of jeans, my sneakers and a hooded sweatshirt. (I later learned that I had put my undies on inside out, and put on mismatched socks). I looked my best and was grateful for a hair tie that applied nicely to a greased back ponytail. Paige didn't get her bath, which I'm sure she didn't miss, and I put her bushy tail in a ponytail (which did not come close to looking as cute as the ponytail pictured to the right) and left her bangs going everywhere and we ran out the door. I was only 10 minutes late to work. Going up the stairs I tripped on the stair and made all kinds of noise and caught all kinds of embarassing attention. The rest of my day went well at work. But then...we had made plans to go to the Griz basketball game and after getting home we had to quickly turn around and go to the game; in my rush of climbing into the Tahoe I slipped with both feet right down and off of the running board and scraped, bruised, and bumped my shins causing the most excruciating pain that made me cry and whine all the way to the game. Then, the game was soooo disappointing and Paige wet her pants right through her diaper and I had forgotten her diaper bag at home. We left the game at few minutes early and didn't look back.
Well - this morning, once again I woke up late - luckily, it wasn't as late as yesterday and I had time for a shower and the normal morning routine - however, the normal routine had to be in high speed. So while I was throwing my lunch together I spilled the rice all over the counter and dropped the frozen veggie bag on the floor which of course spilled...and then my wonderful husband who is always full of excellent words of wisdom said to me, "Brenda, just slow down!" Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh....that's the same thing my teachers told me in first, second, and third grade when I used to fall down on the playground and put holes in my knees and tights...and the same thing my parents and the cops have been telling me for years!
This madness must stop - as slowing down pertains to my mornings, it requires that I go to bed earlier. Oh and I am getting another cold which will be the third one in a matter of three weeks; pretty sure that would be solved too if I got more sleep.
So...moral of the story - slow down and get more sleep. Easier said than done.
So yesterday morning I woke up at 7:05 and I normally leave my house at 7:20; so I had to forego my shower and was trying to get dressed with eyes that were very droopy and glued shut with eye boogers; I woke up Jesse and sent him stumbling in with droopy boogery eyes to wake up Paige who also woke up with droopy boogery eyes and her normal massive mop of amazing bedhead. In an instant she was bright-eyed and and as I have already noted, very bushy-tailed...so Jesse had to snap to it and keep up with her. Anyway - good thing I work at a trucking company and was able to throw on a pair of jeans, my sneakers and a hooded sweatshirt. (I later learned that I had put my undies on inside out, and put on mismatched socks). I looked my best and was grateful for a hair tie that applied nicely to a greased back ponytail. Paige didn't get her bath, which I'm sure she didn't miss, and I put her bushy tail in a ponytail (which did not come close to looking as cute as the ponytail pictured to the right) and left her bangs going everywhere and we ran out the door. I was only 10 minutes late to work. Going up the stairs I tripped on the stair and made all kinds of noise and caught all kinds of embarassing attention. The rest of my day went well at work. But then...we had made plans to go to the Griz basketball game and after getting home we had to quickly turn around and go to the game; in my rush of climbing into the Tahoe I slipped with both feet right down and off of the running board and scraped, bruised, and bumped my shins causing the most excruciating pain that made me cry and whine all the way to the game. Then, the game was soooo disappointing and Paige wet her pants right through her diaper and I had forgotten her diaper bag at home. We left the game at few minutes early and didn't look back.
Well - this morning, once again I woke up late - luckily, it wasn't as late as yesterday and I had time for a shower and the normal morning routine - however, the normal routine had to be in high speed. So while I was throwing my lunch together I spilled the rice all over the counter and dropped the frozen veggie bag on the floor which of course spilled...and then my wonderful husband who is always full of excellent words of wisdom said to me, "Brenda, just slow down!" Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh....that's the same thing my teachers told me in first, second, and third grade when I used to fall down on the playground and put holes in my knees and tights...and the same thing my parents and the cops have been telling me for years!
This madness must stop - as slowing down pertains to my mornings, it requires that I go to bed earlier. Oh and I am getting another cold which will be the third one in a matter of three weeks; pretty sure that would be solved too if I got more sleep.
So...moral of the story - slow down and get more sleep. Easier said than done.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Hurry - Don't miss your big opportunity!
Lucky you! The first five people to respond to this post will get something made by me! My choice. For you. This offer does have some restrictions and limitations:
1- I make no guarantees that you will like what I make!
2- What I create will be just for you.
3- It'll be done this year. (might be a little while)
4- You have no clue what it's going to be. It may be a story. It may be poetry or an article on properly cleaning your face before a masque. I may draw or paint something. I may bake you something and mail it to you. Who knows? Not you, that's for sure!
5- I reserve the right to do something extremely strange.The catch? Oh, the catch is that you must repost this on your blog and offer the same to the first 5 people who do the same on your blog.
The first 5 people to do so and leave a comment telling me they did win a FAB-U-LOUS homemade gift by me! Oh, and be sure to post a picture of what you win when you get it!
So....who will be the first 5 people?????
1- I make no guarantees that you will like what I make!
2- What I create will be just for you.
3- It'll be done this year. (might be a little while)
4- You have no clue what it's going to be. It may be a story. It may be poetry or an article on properly cleaning your face before a masque. I may draw or paint something. I may bake you something and mail it to you. Who knows? Not you, that's for sure!
5- I reserve the right to do something extremely strange.The catch? Oh, the catch is that you must repost this on your blog and offer the same to the first 5 people who do the same on your blog.
The first 5 people to do so and leave a comment telling me they did win a FAB-U-LOUS homemade gift by me! Oh, and be sure to post a picture of what you win when you get it!
So....who will be the first 5 people?????
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Memo
I should let you know ahead of time that the following smilebox presentation has been loaded with 45 pictures of Paige :)
If you read my previous post, I also should let you know that we didn't get to make a shoebox because I was informed Thursday that the 'infants' don't really need one. So I didn't want to be the over zealous mom who made a shoebox for her to bring in anyway. We also didn't get strawberries for her red treat to share because Costco was out - so we got My Little Pony fruitsnacks instead. Oh and I was also told that there was plenty of ice cream toppings so I didn't need to bring anything. All of my excitement for nothing!
If you read my previous post, I also should let you know that we didn't get to make a shoebox because I was informed Thursday that the 'infants' don't really need one. So I didn't want to be the over zealous mom who made a shoebox for her to bring in anyway. We also didn't get strawberries for her red treat to share because Costco was out - so we got My Little Pony fruitsnacks instead. Oh and I was also told that there was plenty of ice cream toppings so I didn't need to bring anything. All of my excitement for nothing!
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Lunchroom chat
Thursday is my favorite day at work because (1) tomorrow is Friday, and (2) it is the beginning of a new week of class (school) and I never have homework to work on during my lunchbreak! Although, I could get ahead of schedule, but what is the fun in that? I'd rather save it for the weekend. I should figure that one out. But I'd rather do some important blogwork instead!
Today for lunch I am having brown rice, mixed veggies and chicken all mixed together with a little dab of poppyseed dressing; very good and healthy. I love the bags of frozen mixed veggies you can get for like $1.89 - they are peas, corn and little chopped carrots; I have to wonder if the carrots are real carrots because they are tiny squares! Paige likes em' and the nutrition label says they're good for us.
OK - I have to ask other mommy and daddy's opinions about something controversial: Flouride for children. Our doctor prescribed Paige sodium flouride to take once a day to prevent tooth decay and promote healthy teeth and gums. Well first of all - the better ways to prevent tooth decay and to promote healthy teeth and gums is to (a) consume less sugar, (b) just brush!, (c) get enough calcium and (d) drink enough water. So...I can't help but think that flouride is unnecessary. Furthermore, we have found numerous scholarly articles, publications, and discussions about flouride and that it is POISON! Did you know that flouride has not been approved by the FDA but because it was on the market before the FDA was created (1913 or something) so it was grandfathered in. Why would the FDA and other sources warn parents to be sure to completely avoid water that might have flouride in it because it is harmful and poisonous for chidren, and yet they prescribe straight shots of flouride on a daily basis! Moms and Dads, do you give flouride to your children? Have you ever asked your doctor about it? At Paige's next appointment (for her 2 yr checkup) (wow, 2 years!) I am going be sure to address this concern. Until then...I am curious what other people know about this.
On a more exciting note, tomorrow is a fun Friday for Paige at daycare! She has really cute "Tinkerbell and Pixie-Friends" Valentines to give to her friends, and I get to decorate a shoebox for her to bring and put her valentines in that SHE gets from her friends...and it is wear red day...haven't decided which red stuff she is going to wear yet...I wish I could find a pair of tights like I remember having as a girl: White with little red hearts all over...remember those? - anyway - and it is PizzaParty day - which means she doesn't get to bring her cute CareBear lunchbox, but just $2 for Pizza, and that is fun and greasy - and then she also needs to bring her favorite ice cream topping for ice cream - which I don't know what that will be because we've never had ice cream toppings with ice cream...her favorite thing in the world is peanut butter, maybe I'll just send a couple spoonfuls along...haha...and on top of all of that it is also red snack day...she can bring a red snack to share with her friends...I think we'll get some strawberries from Costco. (Which would also work as a delicious ice cream topping). So yes, exciting day ahead of this little princess.
She actually has had an exciting week. Her G&G Braaten stopped in on Tuesday afternoon and picked her up from daycare and she got to play with them all afternoon and go shopping at the learning tree...and then we all had a nice dinner together at Jakers. G&G brought her a gigantic shopping bag full of the cutest clothes that they bought at Herberger's and they were all 95% off after clearance and coupons! They are 24 months which is something to grow into...so yet another exciting thing. Paige loves to get new clothes already. She was carrying one shirt around and swinging it and singing and then laying it on the ground and sitting down beside it and laying on it. Good times.
Anyway this is getting long enough. I'll post a picture of Paige in her red and all the things she gets to bring to daycare. One more thing about daycare, she gets to start graduating into the toddler room, they said she "does really good in circle time so she is ready for the move" - hwo cute, I would love to spy on circle time...from what I have seen, the bigger girls take very good care of her and she loves them. It reminds me of Kenna and Paige in Chicago. Oh , there is a girl at daycare who is milano, beautiful girl, probably about 4 years old; everyday she wears dress-up shoes - those plastic high heels and she clomps around in them just like we all did! (Don't deny it, you did it too.) It is so funny; she acts very grown up and is always dramatically friendly to Paige. I love this daycare. In fact, I love it so much that when I hear their advertisement on the radio I almost get teary-eyed. Seriously.
Ok I'm done. Thanks for stopping in.
Today for lunch I am having brown rice, mixed veggies and chicken all mixed together with a little dab of poppyseed dressing; very good and healthy. I love the bags of frozen mixed veggies you can get for like $1.89 - they are peas, corn and little chopped carrots; I have to wonder if the carrots are real carrots because they are tiny squares! Paige likes em' and the nutrition label says they're good for us.
OK - I have to ask other mommy and daddy's opinions about something controversial: Flouride for children. Our doctor prescribed Paige sodium flouride to take once a day to prevent tooth decay and promote healthy teeth and gums. Well first of all - the better ways to prevent tooth decay and to promote healthy teeth and gums is to (a) consume less sugar, (b) just brush!, (c) get enough calcium and (d) drink enough water. So...I can't help but think that flouride is unnecessary. Furthermore, we have found numerous scholarly articles, publications, and discussions about flouride and that it is POISON! Did you know that flouride has not been approved by the FDA but because it was on the market before the FDA was created (1913 or something) so it was grandfathered in. Why would the FDA and other sources warn parents to be sure to completely avoid water that might have flouride in it because it is harmful and poisonous for chidren, and yet they prescribe straight shots of flouride on a daily basis! Moms and Dads, do you give flouride to your children? Have you ever asked your doctor about it? At Paige's next appointment (for her 2 yr checkup) (wow, 2 years!) I am going be sure to address this concern. Until then...I am curious what other people know about this.
On a more exciting note, tomorrow is a fun Friday for Paige at daycare! She has really cute "Tinkerbell and Pixie-Friends" Valentines to give to her friends, and I get to decorate a shoebox for her to bring and put her valentines in that SHE gets from her friends...and it is wear red day...haven't decided which red stuff she is going to wear yet...I wish I could find a pair of tights like I remember having as a girl: White with little red hearts all over...remember those? - anyway - and it is PizzaParty day - which means she doesn't get to bring her cute CareBear lunchbox, but just $2 for Pizza, and that is fun and greasy - and then she also needs to bring her favorite ice cream topping for ice cream - which I don't know what that will be because we've never had ice cream toppings with ice cream...her favorite thing in the world is peanut butter, maybe I'll just send a couple spoonfuls along...haha...and on top of all of that it is also red snack day...she can bring a red snack to share with her friends...I think we'll get some strawberries from Costco. (Which would also work as a delicious ice cream topping). So yes, exciting day ahead of this little princess.
She actually has had an exciting week. Her G&G Braaten stopped in on Tuesday afternoon and picked her up from daycare and she got to play with them all afternoon and go shopping at the learning tree...and then we all had a nice dinner together at Jakers. G&G brought her a gigantic shopping bag full of the cutest clothes that they bought at Herberger's and they were all 95% off after clearance and coupons! They are 24 months which is something to grow into...so yet another exciting thing. Paige loves to get new clothes already. She was carrying one shirt around and swinging it and singing and then laying it on the ground and sitting down beside it and laying on it. Good times.
Anyway this is getting long enough. I'll post a picture of Paige in her red and all the things she gets to bring to daycare. One more thing about daycare, she gets to start graduating into the toddler room, they said she "does really good in circle time so she is ready for the move" - hwo cute, I would love to spy on circle time...from what I have seen, the bigger girls take very good care of her and she loves them. It reminds me of Kenna and Paige in Chicago. Oh , there is a girl at daycare who is milano, beautiful girl, probably about 4 years old; everyday she wears dress-up shoes - those plastic high heels and she clomps around in them just like we all did! (Don't deny it, you did it too.) It is so funny; she acts very grown up and is always dramatically friendly to Paige. I love this daycare. In fact, I love it so much that when I hear their advertisement on the radio I almost get teary-eyed. Seriously.
Ok I'm done. Thanks for stopping in.
Thursday, February 5, 2009
Cute
I am sitting here on my lunch break and actually don't have homework or discussion boards to work on - well I could be reading about accounting and taxation (actually very interesting class), but I left my book at home. So now I can just enjoy my lunch with blog posting!
Isn't it amazing how we suddenly, after having children in our lives, have new appreciation and excitement for certain things we never did before? This lady I work with came to me and said, "My husband donated to the local police and we got these stickers in the mail; he asked me if I knew of anyone who would have use for them, and I immediately thought of you!" So...she brought me the stickers from the police department. They are purple...there are 8. They kind of look like a mini bumper sticker or something - one of them says, "Keep our kids safe!" Another one says, "Be Brave. Tell your parents or teachers if anything strange happens to you." Another one says, "Be a honey, stick with your parents." Another one says, "Walk home with a friend." Another one says, "Police are your friends" (I'm going to add a line to that one that says, 'until you're driving.'...and the last one says, "Don't ride with strangers."
Ok so the stickers are pretty neat and I imagined right away how cute it will be to put one of them on the back of her little purple four-wheeler...just like a little bumper sticker! Cute huh? I think it'll be the one that says, "Keep our kids safe!" And then we can put another one on her lunchbox...well her lunchbox is so cute and might not have a good spot for a sticker. Her lunchbox is another thing I got totally excited about. Every Friday is sack-lunch day at daycare; for the first month of daycare poor little Paige was the ONLY kid at daycare who's lunch was actually in a sack (brown bag!)...did you know that lunchboxes are impossible to find after the back to school season is over? But, thanks to eBay, I found an adorable classic tin lunchbox with CareBears blowing bubbles with bubble gum. It's soooo cute...and Paige loves to carry it around. Which is really cute to see. So yeah, the stickers and the lunchbox - very exciting little things.
Children teach you how to 'stop and smell the roses' and enjoy the little things in life. Jesse has been trying to teach me that for years - when we were on our honeymoon in Jamaica he kept stopping to look at the little lizards and snails on the sidewalks and I was like, yawn..."c'mon!" ...but now if Paige wants to stop and look at a rock, I get down there with her and look at the cute little rocks. And then it's nostalgic, because I suddenly remember how I used to have a rock collection! So...there was a day when I was excited about rocks too.
I think I used cute alot in this. cute. that's pretty cute.
Isn't it amazing how we suddenly, after having children in our lives, have new appreciation and excitement for certain things we never did before? This lady I work with came to me and said, "My husband donated to the local police and we got these stickers in the mail; he asked me if I knew of anyone who would have use for them, and I immediately thought of you!" So...she brought me the stickers from the police department. They are purple...there are 8. They kind of look like a mini bumper sticker or something - one of them says, "Keep our kids safe!" Another one says, "Be Brave. Tell your parents or teachers if anything strange happens to you." Another one says, "Be a honey, stick with your parents." Another one says, "Walk home with a friend." Another one says, "Police are your friends" (I'm going to add a line to that one that says, 'until you're driving.'...and the last one says, "Don't ride with strangers."
Ok so the stickers are pretty neat and I imagined right away how cute it will be to put one of them on the back of her little purple four-wheeler...just like a little bumper sticker! Cute huh? I think it'll be the one that says, "Keep our kids safe!" And then we can put another one on her lunchbox...well her lunchbox is so cute and might not have a good spot for a sticker. Her lunchbox is another thing I got totally excited about. Every Friday is sack-lunch day at daycare; for the first month of daycare poor little Paige was the ONLY kid at daycare who's lunch was actually in a sack (brown bag!)...did you know that lunchboxes are impossible to find after the back to school season is over? But, thanks to eBay, I found an adorable classic tin lunchbox with CareBears blowing bubbles with bubble gum. It's soooo cute...and Paige loves to carry it around. Which is really cute to see. So yeah, the stickers and the lunchbox - very exciting little things.
Children teach you how to 'stop and smell the roses' and enjoy the little things in life. Jesse has been trying to teach me that for years - when we were on our honeymoon in Jamaica he kept stopping to look at the little lizards and snails on the sidewalks and I was like, yawn..."c'mon!" ...but now if Paige wants to stop and look at a rock, I get down there with her and look at the cute little rocks. And then it's nostalgic, because I suddenly remember how I used to have a rock collection! So...there was a day when I was excited about rocks too.
I think I used cute alot in this. cute. that's pretty cute.
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
My best friend
I would like to take a moment to say more than just Happy Birthday to Ellen - a friend such as her deserves more than just that. Ellen is, of course, my bestest girlfriend in the whole world - pretty much the sister that I never had - and probably our relationship developed just like the friendship of sisters; when we were little, poor Ellen had to put up with me tagging along with her and her 'big' friends, and lucky for me, she was always so nice to me; even when other kids were mean (haha) she never joined in. I don't think she has a mean bone in her body - ahem, ask her brothers to clarify that. But seriously, as we grew older, our friendship grew too and I was just plain lucky to have her closeby. It's not like I ever had hard times that she had to help me through, besides the silly little things that teenagers think are SO important; but I definitely have the most and best memories with her...and the most important thing is that we could giggle and gossip and share our deepest thoughts and concerns...just as best friends do. It is amazing how friendships can remain through time and distance - thanks to cell phones!
It is fun to think about memories from when we were younger. It's actually funny that we did become such good friends, because we had such different personalities..and levels of maturity. haha. I remember going to her house and sitting at the dinner table long after dinner was over, because Ellen always liked to listen to the 'grown-up' conversation, while I'd just be dying to get upstairs and play with her Barbies, but I wanted so bad to NOT annoy her, so I'd sit there and sit there and finally she would read my mind, or maybe I actually asked her enough times, that she'd finally come play with me. She probably always wished that I didn't know about her Barbies so she didn't have to play with me - poor thing. I think she was past the point of being obsessed with playing Barbies and dolls like I was...why she still had them...either because she was too nice to get rid of them or her parents made her keep them. ?
Janette is lucky she had a daughter like Ellen and not a daughter like me - Ellen was always so helpful with dinner and dishes, and working in the meatshop...the best daughter you could ask for probably! I think she could make lasagne when she was 5. Then there was me...where was I? As far away from the kitchen as possible...unless Ellen was there...then I was all about helping out...the only task we were ever allowed to do together was make juice...which shouldn't have been allowed either...and serving punch at our Grandparent's anniversary party was disastrous thanks to me.
And now I think she is 30 (dangerous thing to say if she isn't yet - but I'm pretty sure - nice best friend, I don't even know her age!) and I'm getting close, and we have even more of lifes experiences to share; more in common; I can't even imagine not having my best friend Ellen.
I should have found a poem...instead of blabbing away...
It is fun to think about memories from when we were younger. It's actually funny that we did become such good friends, because we had such different personalities..and levels of maturity. haha. I remember going to her house and sitting at the dinner table long after dinner was over, because Ellen always liked to listen to the 'grown-up' conversation, while I'd just be dying to get upstairs and play with her Barbies, but I wanted so bad to NOT annoy her, so I'd sit there and sit there and finally she would read my mind, or maybe I actually asked her enough times, that she'd finally come play with me. She probably always wished that I didn't know about her Barbies so she didn't have to play with me - poor thing. I think she was past the point of being obsessed with playing Barbies and dolls like I was...why she still had them...either because she was too nice to get rid of them or her parents made her keep them. ?
Janette is lucky she had a daughter like Ellen and not a daughter like me - Ellen was always so helpful with dinner and dishes, and working in the meatshop...the best daughter you could ask for probably! I think she could make lasagne when she was 5. Then there was me...where was I? As far away from the kitchen as possible...unless Ellen was there...then I was all about helping out...the only task we were ever allowed to do together was make juice...which shouldn't have been allowed either...and serving punch at our Grandparent's anniversary party was disastrous thanks to me.
And now I think she is 30 (dangerous thing to say if she isn't yet - but I'm pretty sure - nice best friend, I don't even know her age!) and I'm getting close, and we have even more of lifes experiences to share; more in common; I can't even imagine not having my best friend Ellen.
I should have found a poem...instead of blabbing away...
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