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A Mugging
June 9th 2009 05:58
There has been a history of BabyGirl being heinously mugged by my children for one thing or another. The first incident involved cash and wasn't so much a mugging as it was that BabyGirl, unfamiliar with the teenager, didn't recognize the standard 'ask & grab'.
BabyGirl, although innocent of all fault in the second mugging, I must say in all fairness to my daughter, Kennedy, brought the escalation on herself.
I should say first that Kennedy, and BabyGirl, share a love of cheese-its that is uncanny. BabyGirl, stopped on the way home last night and treated herself to a much desired bag of dual flavored cheese-its, Parmesan and cheddar flavored, I believe.
And now that I think about it, no. BabyGirl, was NOT innocent of fault in the mugging because she attempted to hide the cheese-its selfishly instead of sharing the delectable treat with BabyGirl,. Kennedy, was alerted to the incident and descended upon her like nothing I have ever witnessed on animal planet. BabyGirl, instead of just giving the mugger what they wanted, went into fight or flight mode...choosing flight and ran from her house towards the high school. Ken nedywent after her knowing that as a smoker, BabyGirl would weaken eventually.
Once BabyGirl stopped, she proceeded to place the cheese-its, still in the bag I should add, down her shirt feeling confident that Kennedy would not dare.
Kennedy dared and descended upon her like a buzzard to a carcass.
Under the shirt she went and snatched the cheese-its from their hiding place. BabyGirl being too shocked, and perhaps scared, just stood there with mouth gaping. She threatened Kennedy that she would tell me about the horrifying incident. Kennedy shoveled Cheese-its into her mouth and shrugged as she walked away with the loot.
I felt BabyGirl needed to handle the situation herself, so I did not intervene. Unfortunately, she allowed Kennedy, to get away with the crime...and now god only knows what's in store for BabyGirl down the road. She still has not changed her mind about this whole thing, which I think says something about her...
It says...
BabyGirl, although innocent of all fault in the second mugging, I must say in all fairness to my daughter, Kennedy, brought the escalation on herself.
I should say first that Kennedy, and BabyGirl, share a love of cheese-its that is uncanny. BabyGirl, stopped on the way home last night and treated herself to a much desired bag of dual flavored cheese-its, Parmesan and cheddar flavored, I believe.
And now that I think about it, no. BabyGirl, was NOT innocent of fault in the mugging because she attempted to hide the cheese-its selfishly instead of sharing the delectable treat with BabyGirl,. Kennedy, was alerted to the incident and descended upon her like nothing I have ever witnessed on animal planet. BabyGirl, instead of just giving the mugger what they wanted, went into fight or flight mode...choosing flight and ran from her house towards the high school. Ken nedywent after her knowing that as a smoker, BabyGirl would weaken eventually.
Once BabyGirl stopped, she proceeded to place the cheese-its, still in the bag I should add, down her shirt feeling confident that Kennedy would not dare.
Kennedy dared and descended upon her like a buzzard to a carcass.
Under the shirt she went and snatched the cheese-its from their hiding place. BabyGirl being too shocked, and perhaps scared, just stood there with mouth gaping. She threatened Kennedy that she would tell me about the horrifying incident. Kennedy shoveled Cheese-its into her mouth and shrugged as she walked away with the loot.
I felt BabyGirl needed to handle the situation herself, so I did not intervene. Unfortunately, she allowed Kennedy, to get away with the crime...and now god only knows what's in store for BabyGirl down the road. She still has not changed her mind about this whole thing, which I think says something about her...
It says...
SHE'S FREAKING CRAZY!![/CENTER]
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An Incident at the Mance Involving Bats and Underpants
June 9th 2009 05:40
First, let me preface this story by saying that BabyGirl's mother lives in an ENORMOUS house. Three full floors, including the Attic. Built in the early 1900's, HUGE. Massive really. Would make an incredible bed and breakfast, but I digress.
I am in one of the many bedrooms on the second floor diligently doing my homework while BabyGirl's gets Katie to bed across the hall. I keep noticing out of the corner of my eye a suspicious shadow but I ignore it and keep working.
All of a sudden, I see a big shadow and look up to see a huge bat...well, not a huge bat..but a bat with huge wingspan, well, not a huge wingspan but a BAT. A bat is flying at me.
I am frozen for a second, pondering the risks of screaming and waking Katie...which went out the window when the damn thing lunged at me...well, maybe not lunged. Lunged may be exaggerating...but flew over my head. I screamed for BabyGirl who bravely comes running...well, crawling, into my room to assess the situation.
She runs for a bat swatter, -apparently this has been an ongoing issue at the 'mance' and would have been nice to know prior to my stay- so I, being a logical person, burrow under the pillows on the couch where I am sitting and leave BabyGirl to the task...who is, btw, in her underpants and a tee-shirt.
Her mother, a wiry old lady, proceeds to get the sitch under control. I am screaming at every movement of every thing. The bat flies down the staircase. Undaunted, Babygirl goes after it...all the way down...on her belly and in her underpants. The bat disappears.
The situation is not completely remedied until the following day when in a moment of genius, BabyGirl captures the bat against a wall by placing a lid over the bat. The bat hissed at her and called her a bitch. Well, no, he didn't call her that... However, he DID hiss and evil, vampiry sort of hiss that implies imminent danger though...or so I hear...I was not in the room. I was not in the house at that moment. Someone had to bravely look after the child, after all.
(I ain't gonna lie, I would have thrown Katie at the bat if it meant my immediate escape.)
I am in one of the many bedrooms on the second floor diligently doing my homework while BabyGirl's gets Katie to bed across the hall. I keep noticing out of the corner of my eye a suspicious shadow but I ignore it and keep working.
All of a sudden, I see a big shadow and look up to see a huge bat...well, not a huge bat..but a bat with huge wingspan, well, not a huge wingspan but a BAT. A bat is flying at me.
I am frozen for a second, pondering the risks of screaming and waking Katie...which went out the window when the damn thing lunged at me...well, maybe not lunged. Lunged may be exaggerating...but flew over my head. I screamed for BabyGirl who bravely comes running...well, crawling, into my room to assess the situation.
She runs for a bat swatter, -apparently this has been an ongoing issue at the 'mance' and would have been nice to know prior to my stay- so I, being a logical person, burrow under the pillows on the couch where I am sitting and leave BabyGirl to the task...who is, btw, in her underpants and a tee-shirt.
Her mother, a wiry old lady, proceeds to get the sitch under control. I am screaming at every movement of every thing. The bat flies down the staircase. Undaunted, Babygirl goes after it...all the way down...on her belly and in her underpants. The bat disappears.
The situation is not completely remedied until the following day when in a moment of genius, BabyGirl captures the bat against a wall by placing a lid over the bat. The bat hissed at her and called her a bitch. Well, no, he didn't call her that... However, he DID hiss and evil, vampiry sort of hiss that implies imminent danger though...or so I hear...I was not in the room. I was not in the house at that moment. Someone had to bravely look after the child, after all.
(I ain't gonna lie, I would have thrown Katie at the bat if it meant my immediate escape.)
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Introducing BabyGirl
June 9th 2009 05:26
A little about my girl...
This is KristyKreme signing in to tell you a little about the love of my life, my best friend, and my soulmate, BabyGirl.
She is a little bohemian and I think that is one of my favorite things about her. This is a girl who feels that shaving her legs is a torturous task that must be completed only to appease society. (At this point, I would like to pause to thank god for societal rules.)
She is the most beautiful person I have ever known. She has a gorgeous smile that is so big her face almost can't handle it. Being a rather moody person, myself, I can be in a ridiculous low funk and see her smile and it's over. (Well, okay, not OVER, but better. I don't want to wax poetic here.)
Generous to a fault, I cannot tell you how giving this woman is. BabyGirl would give her last nickel to help someone out. (That's not an overstatement, btw. It's just the plain truth.)
The best mother I have ever known. She has a little girl who is her mirror image. Everything Katie is, is because of the mother that Babygirl is to her. (Bar none.)
Funny. God, my girl is funny!!! I have laughed so hard at times whilst drinking tea that I have blown it out my snoot. (Snoot. That would be a nose. Snoot is a BabyGirl term. Get used to it, there are a lot of them as you will soon see in BabyGirl's posts.)
Intelligent, despite the fact that I frequently am at a loss for the things that she does and resort to (lovingly) calling her retarded. She wants to be a physicist and I believe that she will do that, or anything else she sets her mind to...because that's just how she does it.
What I guess I want to get across is that this woman is amazing. (God, I'm nauseating MYSELF here.)
BabyGirl is beautiful inside and out. She is tall, thin, with blonde hair and amazing blue eyes. She has the longest legs I have ever seen. The rest of her ain't so bad, either, but this ain't that kind of blog. (Unless by request...I kid, I tease, I joke, you perv.)
Okay. I think that's enough for now. She's not with me tonight while I am writing this and all this talk is making me miss her a lot...sooooooooo I'm going to get off here and get a few posts on here of some of our recent adventures...
Read on...
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Entering The Out Zone
June 5th 2009 04:53
A Few Things You Should Know About Us and This Blog...
Don't expect a political statement but do expect a lot of stupidity, fun and laughter.
Don't expect to make a statement of your own. We aren't here to put anything in your face or offend you with homosexuality. If you are easily offended, please click elsewhere. Life is too short to be spent in unnecessary offense, isn't it?
Do expect, at some point, to be nauseated by us. We are, sometimes.
Understand that this is just a blog about love, life and the pursuit of happiness...wrapped up in chaos and insanity.
Everyone is welcome to read and comment but any comment that is rude, off the topic, or self-promoting will be removed.
Read on...
Don't expect a political statement but do expect a lot of stupidity, fun and laughter.
Don't expect to make a statement of your own. We aren't here to put anything in your face or offend you with homosexuality. If you are easily offended, please click elsewhere. Life is too short to be spent in unnecessary offense, isn't it?
Do expect, at some point, to be nauseated by us. We are, sometimes.
Understand that this is just a blog about love, life and the pursuit of happiness...wrapped up in chaos and insanity.
Everyone is welcome to read and comment but any comment that is rude, off the topic, or self-promoting will be removed.
Read on...
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