I think my son may be too old for the Tooth Fairy when he walks up to me, shoves the tooth in my hand and demands a dollar. Methinks the shine has worn off the ritual a bit. And shouldn’t he be giving me a dollar? I paid for his dentist bills for that sucker.
I just took off a complete set of fake nails this evening. The beautiful white and long talons that once were are no more. Now, I have only the small stubs God gave me along with the chunky residue left behind from glue.
Digital Pixie rocks. She is doing some construction on BloggerNetwork.org and things are only going to get better.
I’ll be gone for a few days. My parents have gone and done stayed together for 49 years, which means next year will be their 50th wedding anniversary. Sounds kind of like a fairy tale, doesn’t it? I’m meeting my brother, who now lives in Missouri, at my parent’s home to do some filming, photo taking, scanning and printing in anticipation of the best darn video ever shown at any 50th celebration anywhere ever.
See you next Thursday. Miss me.
xo
taking off fake nails hurts soooo bad. then for weeks and weeks after you get to deal with nails that are way to fragile to do so many useful things.
mine always tend to bend and contort in funny ways…
wow, i’m really debbie downer hey!!
A one year project! Sounds amazing, your parents must be really special.
I am a lurker but enjoy your blog. I have to step out of the shadows, though, to say that the best darn video ever shown at any 50th celebration anywhere ever was created by me and shown last year at my parents’ 50th anniversarty party. I spent hours and hours scanning and cropping photos, but it was so worth the effort. Even my dad cried. Have fun!
Oh man, that is amazing. 50 years. Have fun and smooch those parentals for me.