Mrs Hannigan’s Home for Girls

July 25, 2008

Democratic Schools

Filed under: Uncategorized — mrshannigan @ 12:46 am

This is just part one of the Voices From The New American Schoolhouse

Transcripts of the video are available for online viewing.

And here is yet another documentary called “Schooled” which looks interesting.

I love how people are using film making and the internet to raise awareness. It’s happening with childbirth and films like Rikki Lake’s documentary, and several other films about the dangers of over-medical birth practices. I’d like to see more independent films about vaccines, I planned to make one about Autism, but since we don’t have Autism in our house (that I know of) the research wasn’t as interesting as I thought it would be.

Anyhow- I wonder if any of my readers, John-Holt reading homeschoolers and unschoolers that you are… hopefully someone is….

Do you have a democratic home? I’m not sure I’d be able to do it. I’m too bossy and too lenient and too authoritarian all at the same time. Hopefully I impart enough rule-breakerisms and question-authorityness to provide the kids a fair enough balance. Listening to the kids in the video discuss their class meetings and stuff is really interesting. I thought I posted about another Sudbury school Docu-Drama recently but I can’t find it anywhere.

AND- my TJedbook came in the mail today finally. In case you were wondering.

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July 24, 2008

Things I’m glad I found today

Filed under: Uncategorized — mrshannigan @ 5:33 am

Cooking by Numbers.com
SO- on the main page, you check off the check boxes, naming everything in your fridge. Milk.. check…. butter…. check….. cheese …. check…..you get the picture. There’s another check box I checked that said “I feel lucky.” Apparently I was wrong because all of my “real food” ingredients were only 72% of what I needed to make mushroom soup.

I hope they’re working on adding more ingredients and recipes, because I don’t plan on going grocery shopping for at least another week and I can’t just serve 72% of mushroom soup. I love mushroom. If we had some mushrooms, we’d have 100% of the ingredients.
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My friend Emily (who gave me backlinks in like every post she’s made this week, and I just barely noticed -sorry, em) is the queen of green, and she’s always finding cool ways to reduce, reuse and recycle.

I think we were discussing ways to make tote bags from crocheting grocery bags, because my sweet sweet friend Myrna sent me this pattern and I haven’t tried it yet because I don’t like safeway’s ugly tan bags and I keep meaning to remember which store gives away pink bags and which store has blue bags so I can combine them into an overall purpleness am too lazy.

Anyhow- the point here that I wanted to share with you was this site Emily found where they actually fuse the plastic bags together into fabric and they sew it like fabric. Etsy has a lot of people selling fused plastic bag stuff. Check out those baby bibs. We don’t even use bibs. Yeah- those ugly Safeway bags look really cute when they’re a flirty plastic dress. The absolute encore, though is the octopus bag. I tried to find something different to like since Emily named it in her post but really, it’s worthy of a remention. That should be a word. Remention. Maybe it is and I just don’t know it. My spell check liked the idea. And I’ll also mention the plastic sea creatures, but I won’t remention them. And the Target Messenger bag is so darned cute I would be buying it for my friend Faith if I were half as cool as she is right now, but I”m not. One day, I will be but not this month apparently. Last month, I might have done it.

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July 20, 2008

Just Checking My Mail Again

Filed under: Dear Mrs Hannigan — mrshannigan @ 1:26 am

Dear Mrs Hannigan,

We’ve considered very carefully your proposal for free mental health care. While we do agree that the future of the free world may depend upon your sanity, we’re not entirely convinced that we would like to participate its restoration.

True, you have six daughters and several generations from now, it’s conceivable that if they all had 6 children of their own you could, indeed, have 36 grandchildren and then eventually, 216 great-grandchildren. Your potential scope of influence, then, as you mentioned, is quite high but what are the chances that each of your children will have 6 offspring of their own? Surely, you’ve frightened at least the oldest one into a childless existence.

True, you show signs of insanity at every turn. Your water and corn issues are definitely obsessive-compulsive. Your inclination to birth at home, homeschool and work from home are good clues that you have a phobia about leaving home, and that your impending move is causing you severe psychosis. You won’t be able to blame it on the price of gas for long, since your husband is building that hydrogen fuel cell.

Rest assured, we do not believe that writing more than one blog is a sign of multiple personality disorder, or schizophrenia, as you fear. We do believe that it’s a wise way to niche market yourself. However, creating a fake identity to write a blog whose scope could harm the reputation of your primary blog might be on the crazy side. “Integration.” Let that be your key word.

Unfortunately, the main reason we can not treat you is simply because we are a federally funded organization that is legally obliged to push pharmaceutical treatments at every turn and we get financial bonuses for having our patients be 100% medicated, much like how pediatricians receive bonuses for having a patient body that is 100% vaccinated. It’s nothing personal.

We do have a few recommendations for you and we hope you take them to heart. Begin to keep a normal schedule, you can’t expect to feel happy and healthy when you’re only sleeping 4-6 hours a night. Also, just because you have coupons that make pre-packaged foods free or cheap doesn’t mean you have to eat that way. Donate it or something. Finally, your idea of getting all of your work done each day before checking your email or logging on to any social network is a good one. Days that you’ve stuck with that ideal have been profitable. Make a habit of sticking with that every day.

Generally, if you have six daughters, homeschool, work from home, skip childbirth drugs, breastfeed, don’t go to church, don’t cut your hair, fail to file important tax forms, write thank-you cards that never get mailed, have more than 30 bottles of shampoo in your pantry, use cloth diapers, wear your baby, let your baby eat rocks, and don’t eat certain foods because they’re not natural, it’s a good sign that you might be crazy. Just do what everyone else does, OK.

Sincerely

Dr Bowguss and staff

Writer’s Health Group

**Dear Mrs Hannigan is a regular feature of my blog. It’s bullshit. Apparently I need this disclaimer because a couple people thought there really was a camera implanted in my forehead once and that I really did scare away reality show producers.

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July 18, 2008

Shamelessly torturing you with pictures of my baby eating a rock

Filed under: Kids are fun — mrshannigan @ 4:10 pm


Such a big decision. Which will sooth my gums better, the rock or the dead flower?

Mmm cold rocks, yesss.

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July 17, 2008

The View From my Bedroom

Filed under: Homeschool, John and Kate, Kids are fun, videos from our life — mrshannigan @ 8:13 am

Isn’t life sweet. I filmed this the other day. G1 ran into the house like a hurricane (that’s just how she is) and started screaming about birds in the window. This is just outside my bedroom window. I set up the board and stuck the camera in one window, then we stayed very quiet and watched from inside the house. For 20 minutes. I’ve edited it down for you just so you could see (and hear) how sweet it was. Enjoy…

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it’s a bargain, and much easier than trying to remember it’s Monday every time Monday rolls around and then noticing several times throughout the week that you’ve missed Monday and cursing about it (silently of course) only to forget, yet again, when Monday comes back.

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July 14, 2008

Are you in the pity party?

Filed under: Uncategorized — mrshannigan @ 3:44 am

My awesome friend Kelby decided that since there are a few of us Blogging ladies that won’t be at the BlogHer convention, we should have a full-fledged pity party. I agree.

Join the party, enter Kelby’s contest and steal my graphic here (but link it to me, wouldja)

Do you have plans that are infinitely more exciting than the BlogHer convention? I don’t. But I guess I could go hiking.

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July 12, 2008

In Favor of Glorifying Motherhood- Kind Of

Filed under: Uncategorized — mrshannigan @ 4:38 pm

When your comment hits a certain point, you need to bring the discussion home.
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I have no interest in Jamie Lynn Spears. I find her television show, Zoey101 to be annoying. It’s a boarding school where kids have no parents present and the teachers are- teachers, so basically each kid has their own apartment and it’s just one reason my homeschooled kids occasionally say “I wanna go to school.”

Still, the fact that she’s a star means we see her on tabloids and now that she’s become a mother, the 17 girls at Gloucester High School and everyone else on earth must be bombarded with stories of her life. As if we cared.

I didn’t realize I had so many opinions until I read Joeprah today, his perspective is somewhat different than mine and I found some of his reader’s comments to be absolutely disturbing.

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Here’s a disclaimer; I didn’t read the OK! magazine article being discussed, I’m hoping Joe did otherwise we could both be wrong, but the points he brought up are worthy of debate. Namely the following (in my own words, not his);

1. Media shouldn’t show a happy teenage mom
2. Media shouldn’t talk about her easy pregnancy and delivery
3. Media shouldn’t quote her first-time mom words of elation & happiness
4. Breaking the above rules makes the media guilty of glamourizing teen pregnancy and puts our daughters at risk

Joe’s commenters weren’t too happy about the situation either, and they had a variety of reasons

The whole celebrity infatuation we have in general infuriates me. Wouldn’t it be nice if they did more articles, showing her missing her prom and stuff? I can only hope that maybe those stupid magazine covers keep one teenager from dumping her baby in a dumpster.

To that, I say very good point. The whole celebrity obsession bothers me, too. When we lived in Seattle we used to shop at a grocery store that advertised an aisle free from tabloid magazines and one free from candy. I’d rather say no to candy than listen to my 5 yr old sound out the words “What men really want in bed” and “Kirsty has cankles.”

This commenter has a very good point about dumpster babies. Several states have “safe haven” drop-off programs designed to encourage teens to hand-deliver their unwanted babies to emergency rooms and other designated “safe” places. Millions of dollars are being spent publicizing these programs.

Millions of dollars are also spent publicizing Viagra. When I watch American Idol or Dateline NBC with my kids in the evening, we get to explain why “Having an erection for longer than 4 hours is cause for concern.” and why a man should “be healthy enough for sexual activity.” What’s the message?

I’m all for increased communication. I like what this article has to say about a few things. Namely, a parent who is regularly HUGGING their teen will notice a pregnancy. Let’s see someone spending millions of dollars promoting that. But I don’t think it’s the teens whose parents are regularly hugging them that end up pregnant, isn’t it the ones who are unattended, being left to navigate the sexually promiscuous waters of high school, and pretend it doesn’t exist.

ATTENTION SOCIETY- You can’t have it both ways.

The teens are full of hormones, humans are the only species that waits a full generation AFTER reaching sexual maturity before reproducing. Why? Because- we have bills to pay, education to finish… But our hormones don’t know that. Several states are currently teaching abstinence only. I totally agree that abstinence should be taught, but where does that leave the ones who screw up. How many times do we tell our kids to close the fridge, turn off the light, don’t hit your sister, don’t go outside without a coat, etc…

When I went to public high school, it was a hugely sexual place. Kids were making out everywhere, and if they weren’t making out they were talking about making out or who they were going to make out with. Sure, we talked about fashion, too and music and which musicians we’d like to make out with, but a large portion of the day was spent exploring sexuality. In healthy class, we watched a horrifying childbirth. It was ridiculous. Many of us said “Goodness, it can’t be that bad, that was stupid.”

You know what, it wasn’t. And I don’t think it’s meant to be.

Some of the commenters were judgemental, like the one that gave this bit of wisdom;

We should absolutely round her and the baby up, put her in a home for unwed mothers and give her baby to a nice WASP couple, then enlist Casey in the Army to go and fight the Nazis!

and then the one that speculated

lol she’s got her money from nickelodeon and her sisters money so a baby to her is no big deal. The average teenage mom is not going to be as excited and have all these perfect experiences. Your right that the media should not be glorifying this.

I wonder what “The average teenage mother” would say if they were polled. Clearly the ones who are keeping their babies would have to, for self-preservation, develop a positive attitude. Not dificult for a teen, since, if I remember correctly, teens already think they’re smarter than the adults around them. I beg to differ and say that if you were to interview the average tenage mom they probably would say that they were excited. Being a mother is exciting. No one can know for sure what the future brings, and no matter what age you are, it is exciting. The feelings of blissful awe that Jamie Lynn described (as quoted in Joeprah) were, I believe, universal. I don’t know many parents who aren’t amazed by their newborns. I am sure they exist, but I don’t know any of them.

Another commenter said;

I hate this. Good for her the she feels her life is still prefect, her baby is perfect… but wait until the colic kicks in, the chronic ear infections, the bickering with her still teenaged baby-daddy, diaper rash, teething… it’s not all rainbows and butterflies, and magazines glorifiying it is irresponsible. I wonder how much media coverage like this factored into the pregnancy pacts we are hearing about lately.

I think the person who left this comment must have had a bad experience. I have 6 kids and we had one that was colicky, until I learned how to use my Maya Wrap and wore her while I made dinner. Apparently, she just wanted to be held. I haven’t had that issue with any of my others. You can’t just assume that every mother experiences these things. Chronic ear infections; In our house we’ve never had one. Ever. I know they happen, but you can’t just assume it will happen to every parent. Teething isn’t that big of a deal either. Diaper rash is preventable and again, with 6 kids I’ve only had 1 kid with a diaper rash that I’d call “problematic” meaning it lasted more than half a day and ended up needing special cream.

One commenter wisely stated
Ugh…I’m conflicted.

I think even teenage moms have a right to be happy about the baby they just had. I’m glad she’s in love with that kid. I’m glad that baby is loved.

On the other hand, parenting at any age is tough. Esp when you’re a teen. It’s not all puppy dogs and rainbows…and I hope teen girls don’t see this stuff as “evidence” that they need kids NOW.

It’s okay to wait. Really.

Which I think is really the opinion I am inclined to agree with. Instead of being critical, allow her her joy. Like it or not, she’s raising a child and the child deserves love and stability. As much as it annoys me to see that this little girl makes more than I do, her daughter will be taken care of. Probably no better or worse than any other child being born today.

This guy was upset;

It’s sad. It’s sad, wrong and indicative of societal failure. It’s lovely and all that everything went so well for her, and that her experience was so swell, but it’s not like that every unwed mother.
And I highly doubt that her boyfriend is really going to stick with her through thick and thin till death do them part.
I don’t think we need more of this kind of thing in our world. I don’t think it should be encouraged. But that’s exactly what this magazine is doing.

I wouldn’t go so far as to say it’s indicative of society’s failure. Can Society fail? IS society an entity that’s capable of failure or success, or simply the reflection of everyone’s individual successes and failures? The likeliness that her baby’s dad would stick with her through thick and thin is very slim, and it would be whether she was married or not, young or old. Also, the likeliness that she has the communication and skills necessary to be a wife is debatable. When a marraige fails, why is the husband always the one who didn’t “stick with her?” furthermore, “in this world” there are several different cultures, and ours is just one where girls are expected to finish a course of education and go against their hormonal instincts to pro-create. The tradeoff is a civilized life, and while “every unwed mother” can’t afford such a luxury, neither can every married mother.

Another commenter points out

How come no one points out that she was a minor and he was an adult when he knocked her up? Isn’t that illegal somewhere?

I don’t know enough about the situation to comment on that, but is arresting a young man who is taking responsibility and publicly attempting to be a stand-up guy really the best approach? Why isn’t anyone complimenting him for publicly holding her hand in the delivery room and encouraging her? Becoming a father (no first-hand knowledge here) is probably super stressful and when society is almost ENCOURAGING a young man to walk away, why are we not more excited to see one who isn’t?

Back in the day… There were articles about going to the Prom.
Back in the day… There were articles about that cute couple and just maybe they would go steady.
Back in the day… Any article about teen pregnancy shunned the parties involved.
In this day and age, it is glorified that she had sex and the resulting baby.
What would my grandma think if she were around to see this mockery?
Nuff said…
-MileHiDad 8)
http://www.milehighdad.com/

ahhh, reminiscing over yesteryear, I do that myself at times. Change isn’t always bad, even when it seems like it is. I am sure that when women got the right to vote, people shook their heads, too. “In my day, a woman knew her place… In my day, women left that to the men folk” You might want to remind your grandmother that in her day, divorce was illegal, young pregnant girls were forced into maternity homes to give their babies up for adoption against their will and shamed into mental psychosis, living in a culture where they were forced to have children whether they wanted to or not because there was no such thing as birth control and the church and the state wouldn’t allow a woman to leave a man that was an abusive, cheating, molesting alcoholic. Back in those days, women were dying from knitting-needle abortions. I’ve seen Greece. I doubt there were less hormones in that time, I think they just hid things more. We’ve come a long way, baby.

In our house, we talk. A lot. We point out the issues we had as parents since we started at 19&20 and we point out the things that might have been different in our lives if we had waited until we were older to start a family. We also homeschool and my teenage daughter has social interactions that she chooses, that involve small social groups, that don’t pretend to imitate “the real world” like school does. She goes swing-dancing with a high school/ college group of kids. Dancing with boys is fun, the environment is respectful and there are rules that keep the hormones at bay (no dancing with same person 2x in a row, no means no…) We listen to their impressions of boys and so far, I’m happy with the level of reporting-back-on-every-minute-detail we’ve gotten. Sometimes I think the older kids need more attention than the little ones. We supervise their internet access and since they do come to us with a lot of questions about what they see, I’m fairly confident that they’ve got realistic opinions and views of the world. However, the article at The Common Room states quite succinctly that hormones negate all intelligent behavior and literally intoxicates teens. While I still believe the courtship-thing is comparable to arranged marriages, We’ll be keeping our kids out of the sexually charged environments as much as possible. If it is like a drug then overexposure is simply unfair.

I am so not claiming to be an expert on this stuff- I have six daughters, chances are we’ll screw up somewhere, the odds of creating 6 girls in today’s world that don’t end up teenage parents is slim. I haven’t figured out which one it is yet, but when I do I’ll be secretly encouraging her to be a good, responsible mother and telling the other girls what a failure she is. Prevention, y’know. I’m not glorifying it in my house, and I’m not sweeping it under the rug either. The older ones have been first-hand witnesses of my pregnancies and even births. They’ve seen the emotional ups and downs of post partum hormones and watched me curse this baby bulge. They know that if I were interviewed about early motherhood, I’d be full of sunshine and roses, too. Some of us are just like that. I wonder, does she blog?
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July 10, 2008

Life Doesn’t Suck Thursday

Filed under: Uncategorized — mrshannigan @ 5:33 am


So here I am participating in Mrs Fussypants’ Life Doesn’t Suck Thursdays. Here’s all I can think of.

For several years we were renters, moving every 1-2 years. I always just wanted our own home. We moved a lot when I was a kid and I didn’t want that for mine. So we bought our house about 3 years ago.

It was a dump and we’ve finished the basement and remodeled the upstairs mostly. I love looking out my windows. I love the colors on my walls and floors. I love that the nighbors are hard of hearing so my kids can be noisy. I love the kitchen window. I love my porch. I love the play-roof over the carport. I love the treehouse. I love the library. I love the dining room and the view.

I love the floor we tiled when I was pregnant. I crawled around to lay the tiles and to grout it and now I love watching my baby crawl on it. I love the little stream along the side of the yard. I love the walnut tree. I love that there are so many planters and flowerbeds. I love the roses.

I hate the roses, but I love them, too. I love them because the neighbor has told me stories about when they were planted. Some of them have nametags.

I love the clothesline by the fence. When my dryer was broken and I had to hang laundry, I felt a connection to the original owner. She would be in her 90’s now. I bet she sat her baby in the basket, too; hanging diapers to dry. I’ll bet they talked over the fence. Her kids climbed the same trees my kids climb.

Her kids are grandparents now. One of them came to pick roses a few weeks ago. She’s taking them to her Dad’s grave. The tea roses by the curb were planted the day she was born each petal is shaped like a heart. It takes a lot of love to make me not hate roses.

Nothing this summer has happened like I thought it would. Our Real Estate Agent sucked and only showed the house once. It’s all so surreal. I hold firm that something better might be in store. Isn’t it usually.

That’s enough for today.

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July 8, 2008

Boys and Hard Work

Filed under: Uncategorized — mrshannigan @ 12:37 am

So my Dad has this interesting perspective that young white boys cause trouble because there’s no legitimate hard work work for them to do in our culture. He points to the observation that a majority of blue collar laborers in his area are immigrants of questionable citizenship and remembers his days as a young man, working as a mason. He might have done carpentry, too. Don’t tell him I’ve forgotten. I know what his URL is, and I have a picture of his motorcycle in my living room, these are the things that matter, OK.

Anyhow- I find it interesting that some parents of young boys say that they’re being punished and drugged for boyish-ness that used to be ignored (Boys will be boys) and older boys might be more likely to find success in sales or computer programming or other white-collar jobs than in masonry or carpentry and I wonder where is all this going? He says he would have been more of a trouble-maker as a young man if he didn’t have a physical outlet, like manual labor, to keep him out of trouble.

It’s an interesting theory, one I know nothing about being a girl, with 6 daughters. I know when we were first married, my husband worked blue-collar. I remember taking my very first newborn out shopping for the first time to buy him steel-toed work boots before I ever thought of shopping online.

So What do you think? How has the face of the work force changed men’s roles? Is it harder for a young man to deal with energy and testosterone with a white-collar job? Does the recreation industry thrive when work isn’t physical? Is manual labor more rewarding? (Dad spoke of looking at the wall when he was done building it and feeling a sense of accomplishment)

I have a lot of friends with boys, speak up here. What do you think? I don’t think I”m off-base here because I really don’t have a position, just a flicker of several thoughts that may or may not be connected and I wonder where it’s going. It may be the seeds of an interesting discussion, though. And it may not.

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July 3, 2008

Thankful Thursdays

Filed under: Uncategorized — mrshannigan @ 4:48 pm

OK- I didn’t know the thursday thing had a name, Ok. so disregard the whole next line about my stupid nickname for it because this is way cuter. Gotta love Fussy, don’t cha.

(begin disregarding now)
I know the Thursday thing doesn’t really have a name yet, but forgetting to participate 3 weeks in a row has really hit me. How can you forget to be grateful? It’s easy, isn’t it.

(stop disregarding now – now that my double negative is over. If you can’t get over it then begin to regard now)

This week, My most immediate thankful feeling comes from being able to be home with my kids. When we owned the restaurant a ten hour day was a short one. Seven days a week. I missed them so very much. I’ll never get that time back with them. I don’t know when M2 was potty trained, I don’ know when she walked. I don’t remember her first words very much and poor M1 had to teach herself how to read.

Each day that I spend watching them grow lately has been a gift. OK, so they fight. I’m glad I’m here to retrain them to deal with conflict differently. OK, so they’re messy. I’m glad I’m here to teach them how to clean up.

Yesterday I read a blog post called Where is a Woman’s Place? and it echoed a few things I had thought of, but hadn’t really mulled around long enough to put together coherently.

I realize other women might disagree, and I understand why they do. The desire to use your brains & talents in the workforce is culturally supported, rewarded and, dammit it’s fun to go to work.

But for me, I never want to do it again. I’m glad I can make a living working from home and I don’t want to miss another minute of them growing up until they move out.

OK, that was some idealistic bullshit, because to be honest, I love me a late-night Starbucks meeting with friends. I swear, sometimes moms form committees just to keep Starbucks in business. And there are some minutes I’d love to miss, the screaming, fighting minutes where they can’t even hear me asking “what’s wrong?” or maybe the minutes when they wake up all sunshine-y before I’ve had my coffee and follow me around the house telling me all about the dream they had and how they feel about it. Yeah- that was this morning, three of them following me all around to tell me their dream. Luckily one of them is perceptive enough to notice my bleary eyed forced smile and say “Maybe we should tell her after she’s had her coffee.” and another says “Yeah- and one at a time. I get to go first.”

I braved a public place with just my 4 little ones today, we went to Taco Bell with no backup support. It was nice. They behaved. A lady in the next booth got a kick out of my 7 yr old reciting lines from our manners book. “No whining when dining, it just isn’t fair to all of the people who like quiet air.” then the 5 yr old says “Who would want quiet air- that’s so stupid.”

I like to think everyone in Taco Bell enjoyed our lunch today. But between wiping refried beans out of the baby’s eyes and monitoring the fruit freeze smoothie turns and making sure everyone sat on their bums and said please and thank you, I really only noticed the lady in the next booth.

And if you see the blob of cheese in her hair, I swear I don’t know how it got there. There wasn’t a nacho-cheese-flicking rhyme in the manners book and I didn’t even see it happen, one moment it- was- just- there.

And OOh OOh- a last-minute thing to be thankful for, the camera I won on ebay arrived today, even thought I paid for it 2 weeks ago. And I love it, It takes pretty pictures. I cant wait to fill this blog with a ton of pictures, sorry in advance.

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