Hey pretty lady with the high heels on.
I am now going to name all of my posts with a Michael Jackson song. Charlotte and I listen to Michael Jackson just about every single day while we eat lunch. I've been trying to change it up because now that she can understand most everything I say, I can't just play the Black Eyed Peas willy nilly. I must censor!
Also, why is my blog becoming the place for drama? Ashley has accused us of being like myspace, which I like to think I am morally superior to. At least I have always been able to feel superior because I have abstained from myspace. And I felt a sense of accomplishment when Ashley deleted her myspace page. Wait, I just reached the conclusion that Ashley is just dragging residual drama over here from myspace. It is her fault. I mean I'm thirty years old for the love of man! I'm too old for the drama.
I took Lottie to the park today. It was so windy that her little pigtails were whipping all over the place. And apparently other mothers know not to take their children to the park in hurricane strength winds. Ok, well it wasn't that bad but we were seriously the ONLY ONES THERE. She played on the little horsey rocker things and went down the slide a couple times. I was hoping to see some ducks or horses, but alas, we were deprived of wildlife.
Also, Courtland and I waxed my car tonight so if you see me coming put on your shades! For mother's day he cleaned my car up and it looks beeautiful.
11 comments:
That's right. You turn that kid into a trooper with your adventures in hurricane strength winds! Where are the pictures?
I didn't even get through this whole blog... I didn't bring any drama! You tell camille and michael to cool their hills. We all feel really bad they didn't make out. But don't blame me for that. Okay... I'm going to go read the rest.
heels... LOL
Don't drag me into this ashley, I know a lot of secrets about you and if you aren't nice to me they will be published for kate, lynette and camille to read....
michael, i have nothing but love. but i will not be blammed for your silly banter. haha Why kind of secrets do you know?
i meant to say "what kind of secrets to you know"
I feel like we need a "meet and greet" session so I can put a face with all of these people. Barilla? Is this the Mike I have heard so much about?
Kate, if you are reading this you need to do the following: make a list of the 56 things you are going to do before you die, and writing the list can be included as one. i.e. 1)Make a list of the things I am going to accomplish before I die for Mike....
2)Become the funniest Gibbs sister!
3)Stop making fun of Mike's roll down windows when court and I pull up next to him at stop lights.
4)Learn to write creative blogs like Lynnettes.
i'm still trying to figure out why mike never visits my blog. maybe he just does and i'm really not that interesting.
Hills! LOL
Wow. I go away for a day and here's what happens. Mike, I'll get right on that list and if Lynette's blog is so much better than mine (which I agree, it is, although mine has more pictures) then you can stop visiting mine and start commenting like a mad man on hers! Hmph! And furthermore.... some of my friends (hopefully) already think I'm the funniest Gibbs sister.
If it is any consolation, I think you are the funniest Gibbs sister.
And to this Mike gentleman - the rule is, if you are lurking around my site, you have to comment! Yay for new commenters!
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