A sampling of recent tidbits from Life In The Ding Dang Woods…
The Jazzercise movement screening went well. I received my acceptance email yesterday. Now I begin training for the workshop which will be held after the holidays. During the workshop, we will be “tested” and if I pass that I will then become an instructor…at least I hope so. I also need to be CPR certified - a cool skill to know.
My 11 year old really wants to shave her legs. I mean really, really, really. I told her that she should wait until the spring because there is no dang point in beginning to shave in the winter. Then she told me what another girl said to her in the locker room at school…
MG (in the middle of a group of girls) : You know when you are in the shower and you’re shaving your legs and ….oh yeah right…C, you don’t shave your legs yet.
My daughter was mortified.
I gently told my daughter that MG (AKA: Monkey Girl) has no choice in this life. She absolutely must shave her legs and probably her back, neck and her upper lip too. She is a big hairy monkey girl - not like my fair-haired princess daughter.
That’s what I should have said…don’t you think?
My riding instructor told me that I was ready for half chaps. I was so thrilled. I had no idea what she was talking about but I was ecstatic that I was ready for them - whatevertheywere.
I got a pair of half chaps yesterday and let me just tell you, they are sexy as hell. I think I may have been a cowgirl in a past life. These props really get me hot.
My uncle’s dog has some issues. This is shocking considering how well adjusted he and his lovely family are. (Sarcasm anyone? You sure? I made plenty.)
My Nana informed us that after a number of failed breeding attempts, my brilliant uncle plans to have the pooch artificially inseminated.
Yes, you read that right. It scares me so when I dwell too long upon my gene pool.
My realtor sent me a rather juicy email the other day. It seems as though Tom and Katie have a contract on a house in this area.
I’m not surprised though. I knew he would come for me.
Oh the shaving! Thank you, thank you, thank you for writing that. I remember being in gym class sometime in the early 80’s wearing the short, thick polyester gym issued shorts. My underwear, boy shorts before they were cool, offered so much coverage that they peeked out from beneath my shorts. Between the little green blossoms on my cotton underwear, the fact that I had hair on my legs and wore converse Chuck Taylors instead of Keds incited an incredible amount of cruel ridicule from the other girls who by 6th grade were already shaving pros. So good to be reminded of that and my subsequent attempt at shaving and relive the memory with the idea that my mom was equally annoyed with the schoolyard nastiness.
What’s new with me?
Well I haven’t been winning any jazzersize contests. That’s for sure.
As far as the shaving legs go, I didn’t ask. I just took my mom’s razer one day and did. And after my shower I went into my parents room and was talking to them with a towel around me. And my mom asked me if I shaved my legs, and I looked down and there was blood dripping all down them.
Busted!
Nothing good is new with me so I will forego the question.
I can’t remember when I started shaving my legs…but I was fair haired when I was younger too…not anymore though (weird) any way, I think your “wait until spring” is a good compromise.
That was a very strange story with your uncle…I didn’t know they did that. Well…
Stay sexy mama!
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LMAO@
MG! What a little snot! That’s EXACTLY what I would have said :yahoo:
CPR training is AWESOME! I took it a few years back, and now, having my girls, I’m so glad I did!
OH Yeah! The half chaps are HOT! *SMOKIN!*
Hmm…nothing whatsoever to say about artificially inseminating a dog…
Remember the little people when Mr. Cruise sweeps you off your feet and you live happily ever after LOL
That’s the uncle that we hate, right? I like getting involved in other people’s family feuds.
The shaving thing… I gave in and bought LLB an electric shaver. She really was a hairy little thing - all blonde, but wow, was she hairy… I had no idea!! My mom wouldn’t let me — I finally had to just do it when I was a FRESHMAN in COLLEGE!!! That was NOT happening to LLB.
Congrats on the Jazz!!! When you start teaching, I’ll come back.
Yup, my family is weird… but I think that at this moment, yours takes the cake.
We all need rich neighbors, right? Do you think we’ll be seeing them at the IGA in their sweats??
LOL!!
Congrats on the jazzercise and the half chaps. I would drive all the way to your place to take a class with you. (As long as you don’t laugh at me!)
Me…I just joined the gym and we are having a “Biggest Loser Challenge” in my office. Three days now, no sodas. AH! I am in a wedding and ordered the dress a size too small. I am really worried. The wedding is in January. AH!
Those chaps are so cool! I think my daughter was 12 when she started shaving her legs, but she’s a hairy one.
Hey! Congrats! I passed my fish tossing screening at the zoo, too, so we can do our respective training together. Those chaps ARE hot! I mean, even I want to fondle those calves.
No. We do not shave in winter. We need the extra fur.
Oh, I shaved against my grandmother’s advice and STILL have a scar!
So if she is determined, help her.
Girls are so mean.
That house! Monticello would probably cost less than that! And it is smaller too!
lifestyles of the rich and famous I guess.
My 11 year old shaves her legs. Every few weeks or so. I finally gave up on the battle to wait last summer. She is no Monkey Girl, but neither is she a fair-haired princess. I figure she’s the one who has to deal with the stubble.
I am trying to remember when I first started shaving. It was early in my life because I had gotten my monthly visitor at the tender age of nine. Yes. Nine. I am getting up to the age of having had that stupid thing for 30 YEARS, give or take some time when I was pregnant.
Oh and that house …. over 47,000 sf and 17 fireplaces. For three people. Just boggles the mind.
My best friend and I were in love with Tom Cruise too. I can still say most of the dialogue to Top Gun along with the actors. :-)
Congrats on the Jazzercise!
The house looks like a real shit hole.
The first time my daughter asked me if she could shave her legs some little weird bug bore into my brain and insisted I be a hard ass about this topic.
No shaving of the legs until jr high.
There
wasis no logic whatsoever to this dictate, and every time I use it she confronts me on it. I just pull the “because I said so” rule out of my book and slam it on the table.I will say that I relented enough to allow her to use a dipilatory cream on her legs to give her *some* relief from the teasing.
On the other hand, she’s never appreciated me putting down her tormentors. She figured that she’s still getting teased, no matter what *I* think about these girls. I see her point but still say that they are snotty little butts.
I was and still am a “monkey girl” I promise you it is no fun being a hairy girl. This stung a bit because I was teased unmercilessly as a young girl because of it. My Gracie is following suit. We have dark arm and leg hair and yes there is the upper lip. :-( I can’t even write the things that have been said to her at school and she is only 8 years old.
P.S. On the house? “Other Room # 3″ is altogether too small. It’s worthless as anything but a place to put the litter box.
Can’t remember how old I was when I started shaving my legs. I do remember I just did it without asking anyone. It must have been okay, because I don’t remember anyone getting upset.
I wasn’t a Tom Cruise fan even before he revealed himself to be such an idiot, but the house looks pretty nice. 9 bedrooms, 10 bathrooms and 17 fireplaces — yup, sounds good to me. But tell Tom when he comes to visit you : stay OFF the couch!
Oh, I didn’t wait for my mom to say it was OK to shave. If she had her choice I never would have. I too am fair-haired, and probably didn’t need to shave, but when you are in gym class, all girls sitting close on the bleachers in your damn shorts, someone’s bound to notice you don’t shave yet. And embarrassing it can be.
For anyone wondering, or caring, Blogger has killed my blog. I haven’t been able to post for over a month. Every time I try to publish something, it comes up with a new error. Grr. I also can’t get to other blogger blogs.
Those half-chaps are quite hot. Glad the riding thing is working out for ya.
Yay! Congrats on the Jazzercise acceptance. I knew you had great moves.
Those chaps are hot. You got a crop yet? Mr. K gets out of line, and you can use that ya know.
sum fun to bet
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