tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-269587372024-03-13T14:41:57.609-02:00Hey Again, Y'all!So, here we are again...would you say at this point that I am a starter of a project and then a stopper? Am I ADD? Who knows. Most importantly, I like to connect...and you connect with me :) Let's start this ride......Maliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10048295240022527256noreply@blogger.comBlogger252125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26958737.post-86572503256332107852011-07-30T21:20:00.003-02:002011-07-30T21:20:00.914-02:00The Help<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CaNLViISkVI/Tiyo2wKCBNI/AAAAAAAAA3o/8bZRP-wbBtw/s1600/The%2BHelp.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CaNLViISkVI/Tiyo2wKCBNI/AAAAAAAAA3o/8bZRP-wbBtw/s400/The%2BHelp.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633062892527027410" /></a><br /><br /><br />I was invited to read The Help by Kathryn Stockett for a book club. Yay! A book club! How fun! I ran out and bought the book the next day. While reading over some of the comments people had written for the book club on <a href="http://www.facebook.com/#!/event.php?eid=219285424776734">Facebook</a>, someone questioned if everyone else was reading the book in a southern accent. This made me even more curious.<br /><br />I cracked open the book and the first paragraph read, "Mae Mobley was born on a early Sunday morning in August 1960. A church baby we like to call it. Taking care a white babies, that's what I do, along with all the cooking and the cleaning. I done raised seventeen kids in my lifetime. I know how to get them babies to sleep, stop crying, and go in the toilet bowl before they mamas even get out a bed in the morning." See, didn't you read that in a southern accent? <br /><br />The Help chrocles the lifeof Aibileen, a black maid in 1962 in Jackson, Mississippi. She and her friend, Minny, who is a maid with a quick toungue join together to work on a project, to write a tell-all book about what it's really like to work as a black maid in the white homes of the south.<br /><br />Yesterday, while reading the new <a href="http://www.southernliving.com/">Southern Living Magazine</a>, there was an article on Kathryn Stockett. Very funny lady! I really like her!!! <br /><br />I can't wait to dive into this book further. This is definitely going to be a pleasure read and is bound to be hilarious!Maliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10048295240022527256noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26958737.post-23198428672463414292011-07-29T21:06:00.000-02:002011-07-29T21:06:00.505-02:00The Stolen Life<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9ihIDZ88nnc/Tiyl23BAfII/AAAAAAAAA3g/WL1LmYiC7RE/s1600/The%2BStolen%2BLife.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9ihIDZ88nnc/Tiyl23BAfII/AAAAAAAAA3g/WL1LmYiC7RE/s400/The%2BStolen%2BLife.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633059595833343106" /></a><br /><br /><br />I have set a goal for myself to read more. I haven't picked a number just yet, because I am not willing to set myself up for failure. I WANT to read so badly, but have a hard time finding the time. I find the quietest time of day for me to read is actually, at night. Problem is, as soon as my body goes horizontal, I pass out within seconds. I am good to get through a chapter a night, but that works for me, for now.<br /><br />While flipping through channels one day, I came across an interview with Jaycee Dugard by Diane Sawyer. Her story intrigued me, number one because it is an amazing story of survival, number two, from a spectators point of view, she seems rather normal. That in itself is amazing to me.<br /><br />Jaycee Dugard was an 11-year-old girl in the Summer of 1991 when on her way to school, she was abducted by a man and his wife, all while her step-father looked on.<br /><br />She was to help her abductor, Philip, with his sexual problems, so that he would not have to hurt anyone else. Jaycee was locked in a backyard building for three years before Philip and his wife allowed her to go outside. This after she had birthed his first child!<br /><br />Jaycee eventually becomes the mother to a second child and she, her two daughters and her two abductors essentially become a family.<br /><br />For eighteen years Jaycee Dugard was not allowed to speak or even write her own name. She survived an impossible situation.<br /><br />Finally on August 26, 2009 she was finally rescued. This book is written in her own words, the way she remembers her very unfortunate ordeal. <br /><br />The book is very detailed and graphic and is sometimes hard to read simply because I don't have a clue how this little girl survived this. So far, I can barely put it down. I highly recommend this one.Maliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10048295240022527256noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26958737.post-35938033603466815562011-07-28T21:02:00.000-02:002011-07-28T21:02:00.210-02:00A Little Bit of This...Emma is modeling a size S white t-shirt with our Back to School embroidery design. She is ready for a fun school year this year. Any color t-shirt available. Sizes 4T to L. $10<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-63a6tfaFHls/TiylOVOLrmI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/QumKMw3Ky_Y/s1600/Back%2Bto%2BSchool%2BBlackboard%2B002.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-63a6tfaFHls/TiylOVOLrmI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/QumKMw3Ky_Y/s400/Back%2Bto%2BSchool%2BBlackboard%2B002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633058899567029858" /></a>Maliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10048295240022527256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26958737.post-49014894406425229562011-07-27T20:58:00.001-02:002011-07-27T20:58:00.379-02:00A Little Bit of This...Back to school is coming up for our county in two more weeks! Go to school in style with this cute first day of school embroidery. It will welcome your friends and teachers back to what hopes to be a successful year! This design can be put on just about anything, book bags, t-shirts, dresses...you name it, the skies the limit. $5<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aWLr0z6jINs/TiykdYMUvXI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/-f3F8BFUotg/s1600/Back%2Bto%2BSchool%2BBlackboard%2B001.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aWLr0z6jINs/TiykdYMUvXI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/-f3F8BFUotg/s400/Back%2Bto%2BSchool%2BBlackboard%2B001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633058058550951282" /></a>Maliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10048295240022527256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26958737.post-61131500424975191522011-07-26T20:52:00.000-02:002011-07-26T20:52:00.193-02:00A Little Bit of This...Here is what we affectionately call a Sun"frock", named by my favorite kiwi. We have Emma modeling again, the Blue Leopard Sun"frock" in a size 7. The are available in many different fabrics and all sizes, little girls to big girls. $25<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qg-EB1zdsrQ/Tiyi6JGDk7I/AAAAAAAAA3A/hjvCi50H4S0/s1600/Black%2BLeopard%2B015.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qg-EB1zdsrQ/Tiyi6JGDk7I/AAAAAAAAA3A/hjvCi50H4S0/s400/Black%2BLeopard%2B015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633056353691079602" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D8_mHYlLfDM/TiyjRsg-E3I/AAAAAAAAA3I/-5SG8oaum7Y/s1600/Black%2BLeopard%2B017.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D8_mHYlLfDM/TiyjRsg-E3I/AAAAAAAAA3I/-5SG8oaum7Y/s400/Black%2BLeopard%2B017.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633056758336197490" /></a>Maliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10048295240022527256noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26958737.post-52537539157270790012011-07-25T20:48:00.001-02:002011-07-25T20:48:00.447-02:00A Little Bit of This...A Sundress that we have available modeled by the gorgeous, Emma. These are available in whatever length wanted and in many different fabrics. Emma is wearing Blue Leopard in a size seven. $25<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d5F5u2GmRS4/TiyhyYABjLI/AAAAAAAAA24/tlBqy8alkbs/s1600/Blue%2BLeopard.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d5F5u2GmRS4/TiyhyYABjLI/AAAAAAAAA24/tlBqy8alkbs/s400/Blue%2BLeopard.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633055120741731506" /></a>Maliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10048295240022527256noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26958737.post-12965129351536269332011-07-24T11:49:00.000-02:002011-07-24T11:49:00.697-02:00The Kitchen ProjectAlright, so...here is the kitchen now...Let me tell you the problem areas in this kitchen...it's small...and to add to the smallness, there is an island in the middle of the kitchen that we all dance around. I could take the island out, but I lose counter space. <br /><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5M4P4leAiSk/TirXayJrgpI/AAAAAAAAA14/mSfwdfAS22M/s1600/Fourth%2Bcorner.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5M4P4leAiSk/TirXayJrgpI/AAAAAAAAA14/mSfwdfAS22M/s400/Fourth%2Bcorner.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632551139119170194" /></a><br /><br />Ventilation. Big problem. It gets hot in here quick. We can't keep the back door open all the time. I do love the light this door gives off.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k-vbO4OqgBY/TirXlAh5YqI/AAAAAAAAA2A/lIcq_8ou2BI/s1600/One%2Bcorner.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k-vbO4OqgBY/TirXlAh5YqI/AAAAAAAAA2A/lIcq_8ou2BI/s400/One%2Bcorner.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632551314777531042" /></a><br /><br />It's hot!!! You see that stove? Barely, but I think you can see a corner of it. It's a gas stove. The oven is off 75 degrees. The gas eyes do not understand high or low and you certainly should not ask it to set on medium. If the stove is used in this enclosed kitchen you might as well just open the oven door and turn the heat to broil! My poor friends that I try to entertain have to wear layers of clothes to my house. When they step into the kitchen, they start peeling them off. Men, that is your cue to come to my house when I am cooking. I have a lot of pretty friends.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q_wd62l_g3o/TirXvi_JrxI/AAAAAAAAA2I/Cku-qkfUsig/s1600/Second%2Bcorner.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q_wd62l_g3o/TirXvi_JrxI/AAAAAAAAA2I/Cku-qkfUsig/s400/Second%2Bcorner.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632551495825731346" /></a><br /><br />Also, to open it up, I have toyed with the idea of taking out the wall that you see with the pink kitchen aide Mixer on it. If I knocked this out, the dining room is directly on the other side and would really open it up. Don't know if the FIL is willing to let me go that far, but it is worth a shot. Then I would lose counter space also, but it is not as if I used that counter to prepare meals, it is mostly used for storage.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ln3HAnexeII/TirX5DpKiEI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/qlO6-BJxVRs/s1600/Third%2Bcorner.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ln3HAnexeII/TirX5DpKiEI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/qlO6-BJxVRs/s400/Third%2Bcorner.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632551659210704962" /></a><br /><br />That is the door out of the kitchen, into the dining room. This is the one cabinet that is open. I wouldn't mind putting frosted glass in the cabinets with some lights in the cabinets. I have seen that done on Trading Spaces. I would rather not have one cabinet open and one cabinet not. <br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XzHbQNQBNuo/TirYDOiQi9I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/zjI9Nl9wTIM/s1600/The%2Bfloor.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XzHbQNQBNuo/TirYDOiQi9I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/zjI9Nl9wTIM/s400/The%2Bfloor.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632551833933220818" /></a><br /><br />I already know that I am going to put hardwood down. Believe it or not, I had a kitchen with carpet in it at one point. Ridiculous.<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1nTS7XXV9iU/TirbEjzwxiI/AAAAAAAAA2g/WdnRUVHZnSU/s1600/The%2Bceiling.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1nTS7XXV9iU/TirbEjzwxiI/AAAAAAAAA2g/WdnRUVHZnSU/s400/The%2Bceiling.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632555155358533154" /></a><br /><br />Next, light. You see those two globes. They are frosted and dim. I believe we have 60 watt bulbs in them, but it doesn't matter. There is still no light in here. Also, that fan. It has got to go. I am all for a fan in the kitchen, but it has to be updated! I would love to mount some kind of lights under the counters, nothing real bright, just something GIVE ME LIGHT!!! Also, with the glassware, that I plan to use, I think it would be pretty.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mFK5OGfC5GE/TireqAgWKEI/AAAAAAAAA2o/GGy1Pk179WQ/s1600/Jewel%2Btones.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mFK5OGfC5GE/TireqAgWKEI/AAAAAAAAA2o/GGy1Pk179WQ/s400/Jewel%2Btones.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632559097251768386" /></a><br /><br /><br />Here is the dishes I know I want to decorate with, but I can't decide, one color, two colors, all three? This is Tiara Glassware made by the Indiana Glassware company. It was sold from the 70's until 99, just like Tupperware. The ruby red is my favorite, but it is rare and more expensive. Next would be the cobalt blue, which I would prefer in the kitchen if I was to use only one color. Next is the emerald. I am thinking I may use the ruby in the living room...and that my friends, is a whole nother post.<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BiIveiYLsqk/TirfW3VHl_I/AAAAAAAAA2w/8r09KfXMX0g/s1600/wall%2Bcolor.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BiIveiYLsqk/TirfW3VHl_I/AAAAAAAAA2w/8r09KfXMX0g/s400/wall%2Bcolor.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632559867882870770" /></a><br /><br />That yellow/beige color is what I am thinking of painting the walls. This is a Tiffany style chandelier that hangs currently in the dining room. I love it!!! If we open the kitchen up, this will tie in nicely and I can keep it. If we don't open the kitchen up, this will tie in nicely and I can keep it... :) Currently, as you can see, the kitchen is painted a sea foam green...or robin's egg...or vomit, as my sister calls the color, apparently she doesn't like it. You say tomato, I say tomato. Judy, my mother-in-law, had some paint chips placed up on the wall for as long as I can remember, orange and yellow, as in the primary colors. I just don't think those colors are going to work with my jewel tone glassware, do you?<br /><br />While I have picked apart the things that I do not like about this kitchen, I also love this kitchen for the following reasons...we dance around the island, the back door is always open with friends and family meandering in and out to the big back porch, my MIL's recipe's are held here, her cooking utensils reside here, she cooked here. It was her favorite place to be. <br /><br />The good thing about renovating her kitchen...I will still get to use those recipes. I will still get to use her cookbooks. I will still get to use her utensils. She is still going to be dancing all around that kitchen with me.Maliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10048295240022527256noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26958737.post-14156984824643146952011-07-23T11:18:00.007-02:002011-07-23T11:44:22.455-02:00Hey Again, Y'all!Things have changed...a lot...since Princess Unaware was up and running...I have moved...again...my mother-in-law became ill and passed away...I no longer work...eh hem...well...I no longer get paid for working...and we now homeschool, about to begin our second year. A lot can change in a year.<br /><br />So, work...I started a little company...I have a business license and everything. It is slow going. It is so hard to get your name out there without spending a lot of money. The company is called A Little Bit of This...We produce just that, a little bit of this and a little bit of that. I am in business with my mother, who currently works a full-time job. She is my advisor and my rock in this company. I couldn't do it without her. We currently do most of our advertising on <a href="http://www.facebook.com/#!/pages/A-Little-Bit-of-This/131592326854299">Facebook</a>. We tried Paulding Meadows, which is a local craft show, but just weren't ready yet. I have tried a local forum, but was out of my league on that too. It is going to be a word of mouth company for a while and then hopefully, I can find a decent website to host our product. It is a work in progress, but we have fun doing it too.<br /><br />I hope to accomplish a few things by starting the blog up again...I would love to finish The Malia/Paula Project and then perhaps begin a new chef. First, I have to find the cookbook, which is somewhere in one of these hundreds of boxes that are still lying around. <br /><br />I want to chronicle our homeschooling, hopefully that way you will understand homeschoolers more instead of assuming they are "weird", as my husband has done. Our first year of homeschool I feel was a success. We learned so much and failed so many times. We have adapted and overcome obstacles. Tried new things. Tried new subjects and had fun all the while. We are looking forward to this upcoming year where one of my children will be learning French and one will be learning Spanish. I will be learning both because I have never had a lick of teaching in any of them.<br /><br />Also, yes, I am still struggling with weight loss...sigh...my constant, personal battle. A big step though, is that I joined a gym. Now, I haven't been in about two months, but when I was going every day...I saw a change. Planning on getting back in there very, very soon. I just have to get the food under control....and the Coke.<br /><br />I will be also chronicling a new journey I have been turned onto. Genealogy. I dabbled in it and now I have full on almost made it a daily job. I travel. I dig. I discover and I connect. I love it.<br /><br />Last, but not least, having moved into my in-laws home, I was told to make it my own. While I appreciate that, I am on a budget and I need help executing design. I love my mother-in-law, she was a red head, who loved to cook and who loved the 70's. She liked dark colors, earth colors....70's colors. I am the complete opposite. I like a modern look, light colors, bright sunny colors...00's colors. Two projects that are spinning around in my head and that I have full support of my father-in-law with...the hallway and the kitchen. I am most excited about the kitchen, but I also think this will be the hardest feat. The kitchen needs some kind of ventilation brought in, probably a new stove, new flooring and new counter tops. The house is about 30 years old and a lot of the workings are original. Y'all...I am going to need your help. I want your suggestions, your critiques and your praises. Without you, life would not be worth living.<br /><br />Welcome back, Y'all!Maliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10048295240022527256noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26958737.post-15277807532031047842010-01-05T23:38:00.002-02:002010-01-05T23:51:10.228-02:00Nothing to say....Except....<br /><br />I believe the roles of men and women have changed, although, the man never did EVERYTHING.<br /><br />There is no such thing as getting ahead, when it comes to finances.<br /><br /><br />A most important lesson when you have multiple children, what you do for one, you must, must, must do for the other. Learn it.<br /><br /><br />People sometimes surprise me. In a good way.<br /><br /><br />Unfortunately, some people never surprise me.<br /><br /><br />Georgians go crazy when the weather man mentions the word s-n-o-w.<br /><br /><br />Hollywood is dying.<br /><br /><br />I want to know why I can't sale a cookbook with pictures from my own kitchen for $28 a pop, so that I could stay home with my babies.<br /><br /><br />I wonder if I will actually finish school.<br /><br /><br /><br />I wonder what field I will go into if I do finish school.<br /><br /><br /><br />Thinks Jackson's teacher is tough, but he has the funniest stories, which is good for the kids.<br /><br /><br />.....and, that is all I have to say about that.<br /><br /><br />MaliaMaliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10048295240022527256noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26958737.post-37137530160720522672009-12-24T04:50:00.002-02:002009-12-24T04:54:17.029-02:00Settle in for a Story.....in 'FrenchA story, as related to me by Grandma....<br /><br />Emma had a pad of lined paper and was writing.<br /><br />Grandma--What are you doing Emma?<br /><br />Emma--I'm writing.<br /><br />Grandma--What are you writing?<br /><br />Emma--I'm writing in French.<br /><br />Grandma--Gasp! Oh! I didn't know that you knew French Emma! How nice! Such a smart girl! What does it say?!<br /><br />Emma--Grandma!! I don't know how to read in French, I only know how to write it!!! (DUUUHHHH!!!)<br /><br />MaliaMaliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10048295240022527256noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26958737.post-18207738786750540642009-12-01T16:35:00.002-02:002009-12-01T16:37:44.246-02:00TipsJackson: Here you go mom, here is your tip for cooking Thanksgiving supper. (He digs deeeeeppp, into his pocket.) .17 cents. That is your tip.<br /><br />Dylan: Here mom, I will throw in......02 more cents. Thanks for cooking.<br /><br /><br />Gee....thanks.Maliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10048295240022527256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26958737.post-84984335173165467202009-11-22T00:55:00.005-02:002009-11-22T01:12:59.048-02:00DreamI...am a dreamer. I dream of the nice camera that I will one day hold in my hot little hands. I dream of the beautiful pictures I will take. I dream that my phone will ring off the hook with people only wanting me to take their priceless photographs......but, for now, it is only a dream, which is exactly what I realized one day while driving Emma home from dance class. <br /><br />I was dreaming of Savannah, naturally,... and Emma in her wedding dress standing below the oaks of Wormsloe Plantation, her hourglass frame perfectly curved, mimicking the spanish moss and it would be my keen eye that would capture the most fabulous wedding pictures EVER!!! Then I remembered, I will be close to dead before I can afford the kind of camera I want. Emma will at that point have four children, one of which will have children of their own, Emma's figure will be shot to hell and her beautiful golden hair will be a wirey grey.....so thank God, I found <a href="http://http://www.evscottphotography.printroom.com/GHome_main.asp?domain_name=evscottphotography">Vanessa</a>, or so I thought.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pDF5lK8EERI/SwirQPIr7dI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/a_0uN_UcHkY/s1600/SN850763.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pDF5lK8EERI/SwirQPIr7dI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/a_0uN_UcHkY/s400/SN850763.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406759648087502290" /></a><br />Can you picture it?<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />"Emma, when you get married, me and you are going to go to Savannah and I am going to bring Vanessa and we are going to shoot you 'below the oaks of Wormsloe Plantation' because you are going to be the most beautiful bride and I just can't wait!!! Okay!"<br /><br />"Ummmm, Okay...but, I already told you, .... I'm not getting married."<br /><br />"What!!! You have to!!! I have to have more little Emma's around and the only way that is going to happen is if you have them!!!!"<br /><br />"Ummmm, okay, but I am not having any babies either."<br /><br />"Ugh!! You know what, fine!!! But you will go to Savannah! And you will wear a white dress 'below the oaks of Worsloe Plantation' and you will let Vanessa shoot you!!! Because you will be the most beautiful giRL IN WHITE THAT I HAVE EVER SEEN AND I WANT PICTURES OF IT!!! OKAY!!!!"<br /><br />"Ummmm, ..... okay."<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pDF5lK8EERI/SwiquHxsyZI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/LGFgBAunqDA/s1600/over+the+shoulder.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 86px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pDF5lK8EERI/SwiquHxsyZI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/LGFgBAunqDA/s400/over+the+shoulder.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406759061996489106" /></a><br />See, Vanessa is really good at this and she HAS already agreed to it.Maliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10048295240022527256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26958737.post-84126021902644183952009-11-22T00:11:00.002-02:002009-11-22T00:19:06.486-02:00Emmaisms"Sigh"<br /><br />Emma comes up and hugs me, as she always does when I am sad.<br /><br />"Moooom" (It's the same way she says it when she catches me crying while watching General Hospital, you know, like I'm a dork or something.)<br /><br />"Mommmm, stop"<br /><br />"Well, I'm just sad. Why can't you just stay a baby? Why? Can't you just stay a baby?" (sniff, sniff)<br /><br />"Noooo!!! I'm not magic!" (Duh!) "Maybe you can die and I can die...(Emma!!! Don't say things like that!)..."Well, Jesus can just bring us back to life and you and me both can be babies again. Would that be okay and not make you sad?"<br /><br />"Hmmmmm.....you know what, let's go to Target and buy you some bigger clothes. You're gonna have a lot of growing to do."<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pDF5lK8EERI/SwifhJj6OzI/AAAAAAAAA1I/e8Kxe51utCQ/s1600/SN850005.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pDF5lK8EERI/SwifhJj6OzI/AAAAAAAAA1I/e8Kxe51utCQ/s400/SN850005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406746744509315890" /></a>Maliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10048295240022527256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26958737.post-48391844056480129992009-11-21T23:01:00.003-02:002009-11-21T23:26:49.419-02:00November 19, 2003 I saw Red.Dear Lord, Thank you for this day, thank you for the food that you have given us, may it be a nourishment to our bodies. Bless the hands that prepared it. Please keep our family, friends and us safe throughout the nights and days to come. I pray that you will keep Memaw well. Please forgive us our sins. Amen.<br /><br />This was my usual nightly prayer, but one night, when thinking of the bulge in my belly, probably because she was kicking me, I added......Lord, please let this baby be a girl....a healthy baby girl...we just want her to be healthy....Amen....and please God, .....don't let her have RED hair. Amen.......Okay, I just want her to be healthy, but if she HAS to have RED hair, Lord, then please let her have beautiful blue eyes, like Pepaw. Amen......but, God, PLEASE don't let her have red hair. Amen.<br /><br />Fast forward a few months later.......<br /><br />"Okay, mom, here she comes.....one more push....goooood.....okay....you have a beautiful baby girl and she has........blonde hair!!! (blonde? Cool! Weird, but cool).....no, wait (?)......actually, it's red!"<br /><br />"Red?!!! Are you sure?" (I mean, there's gook and stuff, I'm sure she just needs a bath!)<br /><br />"Yep, it's definitely red, strange, huh?...congratulations!"<br /><br />Then, that little red-headed girl was laid on my chest.....she looked up at me with the bluest-eyes and hair the color of golden silk. My precious, red-headed, blue-eyed baby girl. Healthy and blue-eyed...... because.......she had red hair. Just the way I had ordered her. That God, he's a funny guy.<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pDF5lK8EERI/SwiSIeD2MfI/AAAAAAAAA1A/mteWXYw4iZo/s1600/SN851626.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pDF5lK8EERI/SwiSIeD2MfI/AAAAAAAAA1A/mteWXYw4iZo/s400/SN851626.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406732026864087538" /></a><br />HAPPY BIRTHDAY EMMA LOU!!!! I love you.Maliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10048295240022527256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26958737.post-21849954025248367602009-08-11T02:23:00.004-02:002009-08-11T02:37:14.440-02:00Cause Daddy Said So...Tonight, I saw for the first time, the love of a father to protect his daughter....<br /><br />Jackson and Emma are now the proud owners of some razor scooters. They have been watching some kids ride them at the ballpark and all they had to do was think in their little brains, how much they would like to have one, and Peepaw will make their wish, his command. <br /><br />So, tonight, while Dylan was playing an awesome game of baseball, one that warranted ice cream afterwards, Jackson and Emma occupied themselves with some scooters. <br /><br />Wade had to call it an early night because he had to be at work soon, so he headed off towards the car. He didn't get very far before I heard a familiar little girl's voice say, "Daaaaaddddyyyyy, that boy took my scooter." I turned to see what was going on and mine and Wade's eyes met. His eyes said to me, "Damn it! I am going to have to kill a little boy right here in front of everyone! You gonna bail me out, woman?"<br /><br />Momma's eyes: Go get 'em daddy!...<br /><br /><br /><br />Daaaadddddyyyy: Well, that just ain't gonna work!<br /><br />Emma: But, he won't give it back to me!<br /><br />Meanwhile, Wade is walking toward the boy who is on the back of my princesses steed. Now, I don't know if all of you have seen my husband, but....he looks mean when he's not smiling. If I was the little boy...I would've been scared.<br /><br />Daaadddddyyyy: He really doesn't have a choice!<br /><br />As Wade got about 10 steps from the boy, the kid dropped the scooter and headed in the other direction.<br /><br />The girl....she hopped back on and rode into the sunset. All thanks to her noble knight, who saved her! <br /><br /><br /><br />Later....<br /><br />Do you know that that little boy took my princesses steed again!!!! This time the Queen had to get off of her throne!!! UGH!!!...to go knock the evil jester of off the steed and tell him he had better not take it again....or else.....off with his head!<br /><br />All was once again, well, in Fairytale Land...and that little boy, he came up the last time and asked if he could ride the steed. I thought, oh, how nice, he learned a lesson....."No!"<br /><br />Maybe next time, he will try asking FIRST!Maliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10048295240022527256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26958737.post-32075168415116683952009-08-08T15:41:00.002-02:002009-08-08T15:46:11.467-02:00Michael Jackson, poor guy.Jackson: Mom, (because remember, every sentence...)...how did Michael Jackson die?<br /><br />Me: Well, he had a doctor that gave him....<br /><br />Emma:.......................................because he had a disease that made him turn white and made him look like a girl. Mmmm hmmm.<br /><br />Me: Ok...that about explains it.<br /><br />Jackson: Really?!<br /><br />Me: Well....<br /><br />MaliaMaliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10048295240022527256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26958737.post-64281173213606158202009-08-06T04:08:00.001-02:002009-08-06T04:10:22.882-02:00Just for Fun...<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pDF5lK8EERI/Snpzr31DZsI/AAAAAAAAA04/cC-GQ2O7n1U/s1600-h/Marion.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pDF5lK8EERI/Snpzr31DZsI/AAAAAAAAA04/cC-GQ2O7n1U/s400/Marion.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366729103523407554" /></a><br />My friend Marion, from Savannah, Georgia, home...of the girl scouts.Maliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10048295240022527256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26958737.post-44980181573875456622009-08-06T03:28:00.002-02:002009-08-06T03:54:08.992-02:00Malia's HoooouuuuusssseeeeeHave you ever watched Run's House on MTV? Yeah, me neither, well....actually, I have watched a few episode's, but couldn't stand to watch anymore. Point is, at the end of each of his shows, the scene changes to Run in the bathtub with bubbles and candles and his iphone or Blackberry or whatever and he is typing some kind of inspirational message, because he is actually a reverend ya know, about his family's trials and tribulations for the week. So, tonight, I am Run, except I am not in a bathtub...well, because bathtubs and shower walls give me the creeps, so I try very hard not to touch them, no, I think I will be in a big bed, all alone, with about 10 feather pillows in my white satin robe, texting this inspirational message on my white phone of some sort (I know nothing about phone brands).<br /><br />Today, algebra brought me to tears. For. Real. There was me. Sitting in class, sniffling. Thinking, "oh. my. God! This sucks! I hate this! This is stupid! Math is nothing but some crap that someone made up! I mean all these rules! Someone had to make it up! Someone had to decide that if you square a square root, then the square can be unsquarerooted! Who made this crap up!? Who has done this to me!!!!!!!!!" <br /><br />Then the teacher, who calls herself, the best teacher ever, says, "I did something bad." "Do you want to know what it is?"<br /><br />"Um, no, not really. You have ruined my life because you love algebra, you evil bi..."<br /><br />"I made your mid-term multiple choice. That way if you pick C, and the answer was A. You got it wrong. Period."<br /><br />"Sweet Jesus, thank you!!!!! You just saved me life! She really is the best teacher ever!"<br /><br />So you see, just in case you doubted..... there is a God. He has nothing in common with imaginary numbers, though he is as complex as a quadratic equation. He can even show up in the middle of algebra class when you are fixing to make yourself look like a blubbering idiot and give you multiple choices. <br /><br />Multiple choice and Jesus dried my tears.<br /><br />MaliaMaliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10048295240022527256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26958737.post-79259929705191991862009-07-20T18:21:00.006-02:002009-07-20T18:30:50.798-02:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pDF5lK8EERI/SmTSBrepFlI/AAAAAAAAA0I/QYorgYLf2cM/s1600-h/What%27s+this.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pDF5lK8EERI/SmTSBrepFlI/AAAAAAAAA0I/QYorgYLf2cM/s400/What%27s+this.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360640382770681426" /></a><br />What's this, you ask?<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pDF5lK8EERI/SmTSWIkYBHI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/gbY_aEZUw1o/s1600-h/Holy+Schmoly!.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pDF5lK8EERI/SmTSWIkYBHI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/gbY_aEZUw1o/s400/Holy+Schmoly!.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360640734176740466" /></a><br />Holy Schmoly!!! Why, that looks like.....<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pDF5lK8EERI/SmTSptcWDBI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/tMuKrGgfmMg/s1600-h/Cool!++A+new+baseball+bat!.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pDF5lK8EERI/SmTSptcWDBI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/tMuKrGgfmMg/s400/Cool!++A+new+baseball+bat!.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360641070492683282" /></a><br />I know mom! A new baseball bat!!???<br /><br />Nooooo......<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pDF5lK8EERI/SmTTCe_ORdI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2gmSj5g-nGE/s1600-h/Big+zucchini+love.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pDF5lK8EERI/SmTTCe_ORdI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2gmSj5g-nGE/s400/Big+zucchini+love.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360641496109172178" /></a><br />Oooo, oooo, oooo, I know mom, it's a new boyfriend for me!<br /><br /><br />Um....no.<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pDF5lK8EERI/SmTTW26eOCI/AAAAAAAAA0o/KPjbQwD-xX0/s1600-h/Proud+farmer.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pDF5lK8EERI/SmTTW26eOCI/AAAAAAAAA0o/KPjbQwD-xX0/s400/Proud+farmer.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360641846129080354" /></a><br />Oh yea! A new item for my farm collection.<br /><br /><br />You are so close Jackson.<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pDF5lK8EERI/SmTTofbtegI/AAAAAAAAA0w/Qfrnjxbz5Ok/s1600-h/I+may+have+taken+my+eyes+off+of+it+for+just+a+minute.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pDF5lK8EERI/SmTTofbtegI/AAAAAAAAA0w/Qfrnjxbz5Ok/s400/I+may+have+taken+my+eyes+off+of+it+for+just+a+minute.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360642149063686658" /></a><br />This is the first fruit of our gardening labors! Yikes! I may have overgrown it a bit. I checked on these right before we left for vacation on 7/3 and there was nothing.....I can't wait to see what else might be out there.<br /><br />MaliaMaliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10048295240022527256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26958737.post-17384438436367976982009-06-29T03:53:00.003-02:002009-06-29T04:20:19.169-02:00My Savings 6/28Some of you have heard me talk about how much I have been saving by couponing. While I vowed I would not be "one of those crazy people", I have become more and more excited about how much I can actually save. Whether or not you want to learn how to save more money yourself, or if you just want to look on in amazement as I save more, I thought I would begin sharing some of my trips with you. <br /><br />I started out shopping at Walgreen's, CVS, Riteaid, Publix and Kroger. Occasionally, I would find some deals at Target. I have since, shut out Walgreen's! (Waaaay too complicated and no one was on the same page as to how their rewards system worked.) They actually lost me over $2.00. Oh well, their loss. I will not include Kroger in any of my pictures because....this is where I do my main grocery shopping and I buy things there that aren't always the best deal. I will be posting my Publix, Riteaid and CVS shops for you and any other great deals I find. <br /><br />I hope you enjoy and I hope it inspires you to see just how much money you can actually save.<br /><br />For this shop, I bought some extra stuff because we are going to Six Flags in a couple of days and will need some sandwich stuff, snacks and drinks. Also, we are going on vacation next week and I wanted to stock up on some snacks and such for that also.<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pDF5lK8EERI/SkhXjLWuNMI/AAAAAAAAA0A/2Swn0Kizg-Q/s1600-h/Riteaid.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pDF5lK8EERI/SkhXjLWuNMI/AAAAAAAAA0A/2Swn0Kizg-Q/s400/Riteaid.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352624418984965314" /></a><br />So, here we are at Riteaid. I know this does not look like a lot, but you have to realize, those two sunscreens right there, cost over $10 each.<br /><br />The total for these items: $39.53<br />I paid OOP(Out Of Pocket): $12.21<br />Total Saved $27.32!!!<br /><br />That is a savings of 69%!!! Not bad, not bad AT ALL! I will end up saving more in the end because everything I bought, has a rebate attached to it. I will receive my check at the end of the month. Sweet!<br /><br />How did I do this? Well, the Stayfree were BOGO, the sunscreen was BOGO and the nuts were BOGO. I had $4.50 in coupons and I had a $5.00 gift card that I had earned from Riteaid. I can use the nuts for snacks on vacation and at Six Flags and we will need the sunscreen all summer with the fair child and all the baseball time spent outdoors. Of course, the Stayfree....well, who can't use that? Oh, right, men! I was very pleased with this shopping trip.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pDF5lK8EERI/SkhXixXO8fI/AAAAAAAAAz4/SOhk4eP558w/s1600-h/CVS.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pDF5lK8EERI/SkhXixXO8fI/AAAAAAAAAz4/SOhk4eP558w/s400/CVS.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352624412007789042" /></a><br />At CVS, you earn Extra Care Bucks or ECB's. I have to start fresh because when we were in a money slump this past month, my ECB's from my last trip exprired. Usually, you have a to pay nothing OOP or very little if you have some ECB's from previous trips, but alas, I am starting fresh.<br /><br />Again, I am shopping for more stuff than usual here because of vacation and Six Flags.<br /><br />The total for these items: $44.29<br />I paid OOP $25.74<br />Total Saved $18.55!!!<br /><br />That is a savings of 58%!!!! Still over a 50% savings!! Woohoo!!! While I wasn't too excited about this trip, I still ended up coming out better than I thought.<br /><br />This is how I did it. I had coupons in the amount of $3.00. The Softsoap body wash was BOGO. We go through body wash like water around here! I wouldn't have normally bought those magazines, but it had some coupons I needed in it. While you may be asking the same thing Wade did, "So, you had a to spend a dollar to get a coupon that saved you $.50?!", this is not so. The coupon was work $1.00 each AND it is a coupon magazine, so it will have other coupons I need in it. It has already paid for itself! On this trip I earned $6.00 in ECB, which I can use like cash on my next trip! <br /><br />Tuesday I am going to hit Kroger, which unfortunately will be a big shopping trip because my stockpile is WAY low! I may hit up Publix this week, but still not sure. We will have to see what deals I find first. <br /><br />Hope you enjoyed watching me SAVE!!!<br /><br />MaliaMaliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10048295240022527256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26958737.post-39520527262373310392009-06-11T12:39:00.002-02:002009-06-11T12:41:36.271-02:00Southern Savers GiveawaySouthern Savers is giving away $50 to the Southern Savers grocery store of your choice. Go to Southernsavers.com to see how to enter and tell them happy birthday!<br /><br />MaliaMaliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10048295240022527256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26958737.post-28640002740895577342009-06-03T12:27:00.003-02:002009-06-03T12:30:44.942-02:00Christy Says......I have a friend that I work with and she just keeps me in stitches....the things she comes up with are just unbelievable. So unbelievable, in fact, that I have decided to give her, her own section on my blog. So, without further ado, the first Christy Says.....<br /><br /><br />Christy: (speaking about a co-worker and her husband) They are really nice. I went to church with them.<br /><br />Malia: Oh? Did you like their church?<br /><br />Christy: No, not really, it was all, you know....broomsticks and fire!<br /><br />Malia: (thinking: What the hell are they? Wiccan?!)Maliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10048295240022527256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26958737.post-53003754579722470482009-05-28T19:19:00.000-02:002009-05-28T19:20:37.925-02:00Just for Fun<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pDF5lK8EERI/Sh8AENWHwOI/AAAAAAAAAzw/gA5zCdWTSA4/s1600-h/BW+church.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pDF5lK8EERI/Sh8AENWHwOI/AAAAAAAAAzw/gA5zCdWTSA4/s400/BW+church.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340987755386618082" /></a><br /><br />A church in Savannah <br /><br />MaliaMaliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10048295240022527256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26958737.post-7431163335804511442009-05-28T17:41:00.002-02:002009-05-28T17:44:41.257-02:00Typical EmmaThe teachers at Emma's school sent home all of her artwork for the year at conferences a couple of weeks ago. Also in this stack were the notes that have to be made about their development. I have no idea what development this was except maybe "how to defy my mother" or maybe this is the note that will be forwarded to her kindergarten principal as a child to watch out for.<br /><br />Emma: Mrs. Cindy, can I go change. I don't like to wear dresses.<br /><br />Mrs. Cindy: Does your mama get sad if you don't?<br /><br />Emma: Yes, but I don't care, I don't like 'em.<br /><br />And they think we don't know what goes on when we're not around.....thanks teachers!<br /><br />MaliaMaliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10048295240022527256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26958737.post-47703262355865170282009-05-27T04:03:00.003-02:002009-05-27T04:06:34.133-02:00Just for Fun<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pDF5lK8EERI/ShzYLgjVdSI/AAAAAAAAAzI/QNUmxA_wmHo/s1600-h/Lauries.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pDF5lK8EERI/ShzYLgjVdSI/AAAAAAAAAzI/QNUmxA_wmHo/s400/Lauries.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340380950382867746" /></a><br /><br />A restaurant in Savannah.<br />We were afraid that "Debi" died from food poisoning, so we skipped this restaurant.<br /><br />MaliaMaliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10048295240022527256noreply@blogger.com0