Friday

Reconnection

Yesterday was such a happy day for me. First I had a new employee start that did not have a criminal history that involved stealing over 200K, or did not test positive for any illegal substances. My only hope is that working for me does not corrupt her to turn to porn or any of the forementioned behaviors..haha. Second, I sent an e-mail via Classmates a few weeks ago to a guy that I thought was the brother of a girl that was one of my best friends in Jr. High. As it turned out he was, and he passed on my e-mail. It had been a few weeks and I still had not heard from my friend. Yesterday sitting at work, my phone rings and I answer and she says my name I say "yes" and she says it's _____. I just about fell out of my chair. It made my day. She and I reconnected like the past 20 years never even passed without talking everyday. So many things in common it is FRIGHTENING!! Her and my husband share the same name, her husband teaches and graduated from the high school that so many of my sorority sisters attended. I e-mailed Jen, one of my sisters and she knows of my friends husband. Her brother graduated in his class. It was just unbelievable. Like that whole Six Degrees of Separation thing. 20 years, unfucking believable. It really made my day.

My Daughter has this ability to fall down, scrape the hell out of her knees and keep running like nothing has happened. I guess it has to do with us saying "uh-oh, your ok, rub some dirt on it." But truthfully her knees are looking pretty banged up. I guess it adds character to those pretty dresses her Mommy dresses her in. Her inability to sleep or sure will to not to succumb to the petty thing called sleep is decreasing. I think the more we take the medicine the more her body is adjusting to it. The foil packets they give it in are pretty cool. It is sad seeing that it is the dosage for 6 months to 3 years of age. My poor baby was born with allergies the size of Alaska. I think she is doomed to have a booger encrusted nose until she is 16. Maybe by then she will not throw such a fit in getting her nose wiped. I swear I am adding master booger picker to my resume if the need to find a new job ever arises.

How is it that I can be 35 but I feel like I am still 14? Does this phenomenon ever end, will I always feel like a 14 yr old?

7 Comments:

At 8:11 AM , Blogger Krust said...

You have great tits for a 14 yr old...

Our daughter is gonna fall down. A lot. It's in the genes. Look at my clumsy ass. We need to have a First Aid kit strapped to her at all times. She's a tough lil broad though. And really cute.

 
At 8:31 AM , Blogger Sabrina said...

I've had some 10 yr reconnections from Classmates and also MySpace. You can sign up your highschool on there and it's free. One girl I went to school with got ahold of me on there and said she had 6 kids and was homeschooling! Another guy said he was a rapper! LOL Strange!

 
At 3:38 PM , Blogger Masked Mom said...

The reconnection thing is so cool, isn't it? I've been on a yearlong binge in that department--not only Mr. High School, but a bunch of other friends I've left behind.

Glad to hear the medicine issue is leveling out! :)

 
At 1:27 PM , Blogger Suburban Turmoil said...

I had allergies throughout my childhood and now they're all gone. So there's hope!

 
At 8:37 PM , Blogger Kim said...

That is awesome about the reconnection.......I wish I was doing more of that here. I certainly have the opportunity and there are a lot of people still here in this small town.

 
At 12:14 PM , Blogger Jen said...

Ellie is going through this supremely clumsy stage. He legs always have bruises. And of course there was the broken arm. I want to wrap her in bubble wrap every day, but it's too hot. I like to think of Stephen King's opening to It... kids fall down a lot, that's why God made them close to the ground.

 
At 8:24 PM , Blogger Yeah, him. said...

I don't know if I would want to be 14 again - actually I wouldn't, but if it works for you and you can get old friends back as new good friends, then I'm super happy for you.

 

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