Hi, it’s Christina –
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| Wasn't she a cutie? |
Good Morning! First things
first, I want to wish my beautiful, amazing, crazy, fun-loving, witty,
sarcastic, goofy baby girl a Happy 16th Birthday. I love you to the
moon and back Bananabeans, and I am so proud of the young woman you have
become.
Thank you for letting me
indulge in a proud Mama moment. It blows my mind that my youngest child is now
16 years old. In a few short days, she is also going to be the only teenager in
the house, because her sister will be twenty on the 15th.
UGH! I’m going to have two
children in their twenties – when did I stop being in my twenties?? How the
heck did that happen? Other than aches and pains, but they are due to a back
injury, I don’t “feel” different, and I’m pretty sure I don’t act much
different either. Aren’t I supposed to? Isn’t something supposed to have happened?
In fourteen months, I am going to be fifty years old. I would think, at half a
century old, my brain would function differently than it did thirty years ago. It’s
like I got old, but someone forgot to tell me. Am I making any sense? I’m not,
so I’ll just move on.
PJ an Alex are coming over
tonight to celebrate Dani Rose’s birthday with her. Alex’s birthday is in six
days, and since her an PJ were going to be away, I asked if it would be alright
to celebrate her birthday along with Dani’s tonight. She agreed. Dani chose the
dessert – red velvet cupcakes, and Alex chose the dinner – chicken crescent
roll bake. It looks easy enough to make, but I have to run to the store to get
the ingredients.
After dinner, PJ and Alex
are taking Dani to get her ears pierced. She’s getting her 3rd hole,
and her mid-way done. When they’re finished, they are coming back here for
dessert and presents. It should be a nice evening, and I’m really looking
forward to it.
Okay, I have a lot to do,
shopping, cooking wrapping, so I should boogie. I hope you have a wonderful
day, and happy writing!
Your
Next Challenge is:
It
was the best birthday ever…
You have ten minutes (be
honest). There is no right or wrong, just write. Spelling and punctuation don’t
count, and NO ONE is allowed to criticize what someone else has written. Go.
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