This weekend, I was finally going to plant some bulbs since we shouldn't have any more frosty mornings. But, when I looked at a couple of places in the front yard where I wanted to plant them, I noticed there are a lot of weeds poking up through the ground. So, I started to weed, but then laziness came over me and I wondered, "Why am I trying to pull up all of these little weeds? Isn't that why we have weed killer?" Unfortunately, we're out. I started to buy some at the Wally World, but then realized that weed killer is considered an "outside" thing, and I'm not responsible for those. My husband can buy it!
As I was "weeding", I found this surprise:
This weekend I finally got my princess to the "beauty parlor". We laugh when she gets this furry because we think she looks like a miniature sheepdog:
YS' high school band banquet is coming up. Every year they have an "End of Year Presentation" which is really a slideshow. Since I went to band camp with them (it really was fun, y'all!), I have some pictures from the beginning of the year. The only problem with copying them to a cd is that the cd drive in my pc is not functioning. I think a virus I had earlier this year did it in. I went ahead and bought a few blank cds, thinking I'd just transfer them from the thumb drive to a cd via my husband's laptop. Apparently his laptop takes DVR, not CDs. But, a miracle happened! Sunday morning I thought I'd give it one more try on my pc, and the drive actually worked! Hallelujah! The pictures (including a short video of the band director during camp) are finally on the cd, ready to be handed off to the student who is doing the presentation. Here's a sneak peak of the video:
And, last but not least, I finally sucked it up and had my first pedicure. Talk about heaven! I'm extremely ticklish, so after at least a month of polling everybody from grandmas to teenagers, I went and had one. The girl kept me talking so I wouldn't kick her in the face when she touched the arches of my feet, so it wasn't bad at all. I have a feeling it won't be my last!
Last Thursday, one of the teachers I work with brought me one of these t-shirts (I had forgotten that I ordered it!):
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Sunday night marked the beginning of the end for MS: Baccalaureate. He said he didn't want to go, but I told him he had to; it was one of the last times he'd be with his Senior Class, and it's a rite of graduation. By Sunday afternoon, he said he wanted to go. I think he's ready to graduate and get on with his life. And I think that's a good thing!