Cookie Sale 2012

I'm Baa-aack!

Ooops, I'm starting to get flack from my most loyal followers (Aunt Connie) about my lack of posting. Sorry all. I've just been really busy at work at the moment. To the point where I've gone in on the weekend, and may need to do it again on Sat or Sunday.

Meanwhile, can anybody else see the pics attached to the last couple of posts? I can not, and have no idea why this is happening. Last post w pics that I can see was from new years eve. I don't think this is boding too well for 2012.

Tomorrow, we will be lurking around our local publix, pushing GS cookies again. then haircutting to follow. All is relatively quiet at my parents' house, and my dad is taking his meds. Big sigh of relief there.

I'll try and post a pic from last weekend, when we were selling cookies for the first time this year. Let's see if anyone can see it.

Happy Birthday, Dad!

A big happy birthday to my crazy father.

He's 84 yrs old as of the 16th.

T was very excited about the cake, which matched the purple in her outfit.

Daisy GS go to the Circus

It truly was "the greatest show on earth"!

My fav was the man who was shot out of a catapult, while lit on fire, followed by the tight rope performers.

T liked everything. Absolutely everything. Refused to name one thing that she liked more than the other.

Got Chocolate??

Student of the Month

Guess who was student of the month, for the month of December?

I couldn't have been more proud.

I suspect that that charity prayer thing might have tipped the scales in her favor.

Go Taylor!!!

New Year Highs and Lows

The low of the holiday was that after we left the beach, T and I paused to put on our shoes before walking through a restaurant to our car. T sat on the edge of a very poorly designed chair. If one looked at the side of the chair, it would appear to be a check mark...so when on sat in in one leans back so far that one can get sun. Almost laying down but not. Anyway, the base was not big enough b/c when T sat on the edge, it went down and the back came flying up...headed straight for her head. Did I mention it was made out of really thick wood?

My natural reaction was to stick my hand out to keep it from bashing in her little head. Instead, it bashed my thumb. Luckily, xrays reveal no break. They suspect bruised bones. On NYE, I couldn't move my thumb or pick up anything. Oy, the pain.


Anyway, that didn't stop us from a bit of fun. We broke out the sparklers, Dot had bought some stone crabs, and I mixed up my new fav drink: the white cosmopolitan, made with St Germain Elderberry Liquor. It wasn't quite white...more blush...b/c I had to substitute red cranberry juice. Publix doesn't stock the white.

We then watched the Times Square fun all night on TV, and ended up going to bed before the ball dropped.



T never did finish her happy new year sign, so by the end of the night t's signed was 1/2 finished and her mother was 1/2 crocked.

The hang over hurt more than I expected. Not sure if my age or if it was the thumb. So, I say good riddance 2011. Hoping 2012 is a better year for everyone.