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Friday, June 17, 2005

If you think you have horrible in-laws, check this out....

My neighbor (let's call her Jane) isn't really fond of her sister-in-law (We'll call her Cruella). This is because Jane's husband spent one year trying to catch Cruella with her "other man" and finally did. Jane's husband told Cruella's husband (they are brothers) and in rare fashion, Cruella convinced her husband that he drove her to cheating and he even sent her roses the next day. Dear Lord!

Well, Cruella's at it again (not cheating this time though). She has a fairly new baby, probably about 3-4 months old. And yes, it belongs to her husband. (First thing I asked) So, she calls another sister in law to see if her 9 year old daughter could accompany her on some errands and help with the baby. Her SIL agrees and the daugher is sooo excited! On the way to the errands, Cruella picks up her mother. When they get to Wal Mart, Cruella tells the girl to go play in the toys while she, her mother, and the baby buy groceries. So, after an hour, the child gets worried and starts panicking and goes to customer service to page her Aunt Cruella. She acts like the child is crazy when he comes to collect her.

After this, the purpose for the child becomes evident. Cruella and her mother go to Curves and since there is a no children policy at Curves, Cruella instructs the child to hold the baby outside on a bench while she and her mother work out. It was 90 degrees outside!!! The baby apparently screamed the ENTIRE time that they were outside and the poor girl didn't know what to do.

After the fun and excitement of Curves, they go home. At this point, Cruella tells the child that she needs to help her clean the house and makes the girl clean for a few hours. When they finally bring the child home at 8 pm that night (they left before 10 am), she was crying and telling her mother what happened. Cruella's husband came home just before they took the child home, so he was there. He informed the child that she shouldn't have separated herself from Cruella if she was scared of being by herself!!! This guy is brainwashed! Anyway, I thought it made horrible in-law stories I have a little less horrible!!

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Site of the day:
Go visit Christie and check out her wonderful new layout. It looks really great!!

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Three Things:
You are stranded on a desert island and can pick any three items of clothing to have with you...name them and tell us why!!
Mine are:
(1) cargo shorts (kinda multifunctional)
(2) Binkini (does that count as one thing? This is my game and I say yes)
(3) Tank top
I didn't pick any shoes because I bet you really wouldn't need them too badly. Leave your three things under comments!!

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Memories....
Petroville had a cool little meme on memories, so I thought I'd try it. I think (not positive) that it said to list five childhood memories, so here goes....
(1) I remember being about 3 years old and our babysitter made cupcakes complete with icing and everything. About the time she got ready to serve them, my daddy came to pick me up to go home. So, I took the cupcake with me and we headed home. About 1/2 way home, we ran out of gas. Daddy came to get me out of the passenger side (you know...I don't think we used car seats for that long back then!) and when he opened the door and picked me up, he made me drop my cupcake. I screamed and cried and was soooo upset.
(2) My friend at school let me wear her fake diamond bracelet home from school. I was washing my hands at my great grandparent's house and it came off and went down the sink. My great grandfather spent most of the afternoon well after I went home trying to get it out and was finally successful. He brought it to me at school the next morning and never told my parents. It was our little secret.
(3) My aunt Lorene made the best divinity known to man every Christmas. It was always so perfect. A few weeks before Christmas, she would bring it to my great grandparents' house and leave it there for my uncle D who loved the stuff. I'd wait for him to get home from work, literally salivating thinking about the candy, and he would come home and he and I would polish off most of the container of divinity until we just couldn't eat another bite!
(4) When Hooker was born, she was re-admitted to the hospital a few days later with bacterial meningitis. She was in ICU and very sick. Mom and Dad told me one day that we would go see her that afternoon. So, I drew her a picture of a carosel horse and wrote my name and I love you on the paper to take to her. When I gave it to my aunt she started crying and it hurt my feelings because I thought that she thought the picture was ugly. LOL! The picture was attached to Hooker's basinette for the rest of her hospital stay. :)
(5) When Scuba Steve was born, my two aunts had filled my head with the thought that he was going to be a girl for the whole 9 months of my mother's pregnancy. The night he was born, the doctor came out and told us that it was a boy and I screamed and cried and told him to take that boy back and bring me a girl.

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Hope you all have a great weekend and a wonderful Father's Day. Leave comments with your Three Things answer and tell us what you bought for Father's Day!!!
Melissa

Melissa @ 11:28 AM | comment

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Melissa
Melissa-Mom to LittleMan (4/04); wife to LuckyHusband; full-time toxicologist; full-time housekeeper; full-time domestic laundromat manager (washes all the clothes); full-time domestic finance manager (pays all the bills and yells at husband for spending too much money on fishing stuff); and Keeper of the Cheerios. Lives in a tiny town; spends tons of time with family; reads; enjoys crafts. Can change a diaper, fill a sippy cup, and put on a toddler's shoes in 15.4 seconds flat, all while calculating the impact of petroleum hydrocarbons to a nearby surface water body (watch for me in the Toddler Olympics on CBS this fall). Addicted to Dr. Pepper; Kit Kats; and pasta. To spot me in a crowd: I'm the one with frizzy messed-up hair, smeared graham crackers on my shirt; huge purse with a diaper peeking out, toddler on her hip, and camera in hand at all times.

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