I got this idea from a friend. Kind of fun trying to type really, really fast without making mistakes. I had to try a few times because I was doing it while babysitting my friend's baby & he kept walking in front of me--LOL! Anyway, give it a try, see how you do:
80 words
Man, I blew it...again! Last night Jodi, Shannon, & I were IM'ing each other & talking about what else? The high price of gas? The monsoon we're having? Who we're going to vote for? No. Those are all important topics, but not as important as...
with it because I could have a CHOCOLATE cookie & something else sweet too. Wow, I guess I've been trying to be "good" for a while because I forgot that the "double stuff" part of the cookie is just a bunch of Crisco with a lot of powdered sugar in. After two cookies, I felt so guilty about eating all that sweet Crisco, that I had to raid my CHOCOLATE shelf of my fridge (yes, a whole shelf devoted strictly to CHOCOLATE--my whole family can attest to that one) & ended up eating a couple of Kit Kats!
Yes, guilt is another trigger! The craving has temporarily subsided...until I proofread this.
I have a bunch to post so I thought I'd get the oldest first. This is happy little Madison after her dance recital. She did such a good job. This is the 2nd of her dance outfits (as most of you "dance" moms know, they normally do 2 dances). Below in a previous blog, you saw the tutu. 
(Here's Mom Jodi bringing the "superstar" out afterwards.)
I also have video, yep, video...now, if I could only download it all! The first dance, I thought I was recording it & when the dance was all over, lo & behold, as usual..."Goofy Grandma" strikes again! I had left the camera on "Standby." I definitely need a photo class or something. So, we lost the first dance. I got the WHOLE 2nd dance! Yippee!!
Does Dad look like he had fun?
This one looks a little better, huh? (I think Dad just works too hard & was a little tired. He's a great Dad & supports his kids in whatever they do.) 
Madison got a little "camera shy" so she kept running off with Olivia & it was difficult to get a "good" picture. Oops, there she goes again! Ya know, ya have to keep running to get a shot.
Afterwards, we went to Dippin' Dots with the whole family & I proceeded to try to show Madison how to suck up Dippin' Dots through the straw. Daddy vetoed the continuation of that project. Can you say, "Awww, shucks Dad?"
I'm sorry I haven't posted for so long...I've been busy painting like I said I was going to do, camping, babysitting, doing my 3 church callings, etc. I have soooo much to catch up on. Anyway, I'm babysitting today so I can't download pictures of my pretty new bedroom, but when I get home, I'll try to remember to take pictures to show you & tell you the "wonderful, exciting" story of my painting experience. Needless to say, I may have to buy a new shower now. (Maybe that will keep you curious about why...)
I got this idea from a blog by a friend of a friend of a friend of my daughter Jodi, got that? Seriously...I love checking out other people's blogs, but don't like to find out that everyone else has way more interesting lives & things to say than I do. So, I have to steal ideas from people like "Betsy." I hope she doesn't mind because this is kind of fun. Here goes:
My life according to Google: (I'm picking the best & cleanest ones)
*Cheryl needs her head examined (no kidding, that's why I've been going to therapy for years!)--it also said "Cheryl needs to quit sending me dirty e-mails" but I don't think that one's very nice.
*Cheryl looks like the love child of Bozo the Clown & a crackhead. (Well, ok...hmmm...I wonder if Dad's the clown or the crackhead? Oh, wait! I've got it!! Since Mom has red hair, Dad's the crackhead--LOL!!!)
*Cheryl does Turkey (like in the country--which is cool since I love to travel)
*Cheryl hates Waldorf Salads--(VERY TRUE-yuck!)
*Cheryl has gone blind--(Wow, that sucks! How am I going to put my make-up on in the morning? I can see me--oops, can't see me--with mascara stuck to my chin.)
*Cheryl loves God (yes, I do), also...Cheryl loves You!
*Cheryl eats M&M's without using her hands. (Very easy--just suck 'em up! Ya get more that way.)
*Cheryl has won a free trip (Yeah, I WISH!!)
*Cheryl died in a car accident (the way I drive, people would say "yep...that could happen")
*Cheryl won't be tricked twice (nope, no way, nada, never gonna happen)
*Cheryl can't "curb her enthusiasm" (Sure, that's me enthusiastic! Now can I take a nap?)
*Cheryl feels a connection with Francis (Hey, where's this Francis? If you find him, send him my way! I NEED Francis--that should have been #1 up top there.)
**I'm adding one more: Cheryl means "Loved one, she is happy, kind and always sees the best in others. A warm person." (Awww, warm fuzzy feeling inside...sniff)
You wanna see your life according to Google?? Its easy, all you have to do is:
1: Type in "[your name] needs" in the Google search:
2: Type in "[your name] looks like" in Google search:
3: Type in "[your name] does" in Google search:
4: Type in "[your name] hates" in Google search:
5: Type in "[your name] goes" or "..has gone" in Google search:
6: Type in "[your name] loves" in Google search:
7: Type in "[your name] eats" in Google search:
8: Type in "[your name] has" in Google search:
9: Type in "[your name] died" in Google search:
10: Type in "[your name] won't" in Google Search:
11: Type in "[your name] can't" in Google Search:
12: Type in [ your name ] feels in Google Search :
(Thanx Betsy for giving me this idea! It was fun AND time consuming. Now, I don't have time to clean out my closet--oh well, Shannon said she will just move to the side when we open the closet door.)
I'm getting ready to paint my bedroom because I'm redecorating it, remember? Yesterday, I took "crap" off the walls & plant shelves. Ya know, old dusty, ugly silk flower arrangements (seriously, what was I thinking when I bought those??), outdated pictures--don't worry, not family pictures--I would NEVER hang family pictures on my bedroom wall because I just KNOW they're looking at BIG old me in my "nothings." (I do have a few family pictures, but they're kind of old so they don't count and they're on shelves not facing any "important places.") Anyway, this afternoon after I get home from babysitting, I'm GOING TO tackle cleaning out my closet. Now you're asking yourself, "Why does she have to clean out her closet when she's painting the room? No one paints their closet! What a nut!" Oh, I know...there are many reasons...first of all, whenever I open the closet door, I get knocked over with all of the "stuff" falling out of it. Then, of course there's the fact that you have to paint the little part that wraps around from the wall so you HAVE TO open the closet doors to paint there AND LEAVE THEM open till it dries. And last but not least, Shannon, my cool, wonderful daughter-in-law has so kindly offered to help me paint. There is NO way she's seeing inside that closet! Who would help me paint if she opens it & all the crap falls out, bonks her on the head, & she has to go to the hospital?
I get to talk with Jodi & the grand kids almost every day. Most often, Jodi will call me almost on the dot at 8 a.m. We talk a bit about what we're going to do that day--mostly something together. Then the kids HAVE TO talk to Grandma which makes me feel all warm & tingly all over. Well, it's great until there's fighting over who gets to talk first & when one does get to talk there's "but I'm not done yet," so there's pushing & shoving, weeping & wailing, & gnashing of teeth. I normally ask each one what they just ate for breakfast, are they watching Sesame Street, if they slept good last night & what did they dream about. Madison pretty much always dreams about her & I doing something (of course, it's probably made up, but heck...makes me feel so special). A few days ago, Maddie said she dreamt of her & I on the golf (Goff) cart, then she "remembered" Olivia was on there, then Shannon & Tyler, & oh yeah, Grandpa, then Kristine (step-Grandma). Man, loaded "Goff" cart & of course I was driving! Wow! Hopefully she didn't dream about the part I envisioned when I turned a corner & Grandpa (my ex) fell off--LOL! Next came Olivia's dream. When I asked her, she dreamt about a "monster." I said, "Oh my gosh! You should dream about nice things like little kittens, (this is before the STUPID coyotes got them!!!) or cute little puppy dogs." Her reply was(insert child's voice of TOTAL disgust here) "Grandma, I didn't dream about 'pee pee bugs!!" I guess she didn't hear puppy dogs correctly, huh?
