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Wednesday, June 11, 2008, by Sherra
It’s Tuesday night as I write my Wednesday post having totally missed writing on Monday. Being spontaneous can get in the way of blogging.
We spent an extra night in Nashville. You cannot believe how exhausting it is to listen to country music.
Actually, I think it was most exhausting to travel with three teenage girls.
From the teenage daughters’ perspective (because much to their dismay, I was both a teenager and a daughter) and as their mother, I am entitled to speak for them…
These are the observations I made on this trip that I realize will not be giant revelations for many of you. Think of them more as the beginning of the by-laws for our Mean Mother Club…
- Mothers are stupid.
- Mothers are embarrassing.
- Mothers should not dance.
- Mothers should not like country music.
- Mothers should not think a country music singer is
“good looking”, “cute” or “hot”.
My biggest personal revelation about teenage girls is that there are many ways that this season of their life is very similar to the one you thought you had already made it through–the toddler stage…
- They throw tantrums when they don’t get their way.
- They are loud at inappropriate times.
- They are very cranky when they don’t get enough sleep.
- They are very, very stubborn.
- Everything is a power struggle. “I do it myself.”
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You have to keep your eye on them or they get lost.
(Roger Leroy & Sharté got on the wrong shuttle bus and went to Opryland which is nowhere near downtown Nashville.)
Fellow Stupid Mother and friend Lisa and I did have tons of fun in spite of the teenagers.
The teenagers had tons of fun in spite of their mothers.
I think they would all agree that one of the biggest highlights of the four-day festival was on Friday.
First the back story…
They had to walk seven blocks because Stupid Mother #1 (me) overheard that THE ONE singer who they HAD TO meet and get HER autograph, was shooting a video outside on the steps of the Ryman Auditorium. I actually had to demand that they come because they were *busy* at the Sports Zone about to play some game or spin some wheel to win a laminated calendar or matchbox car.
What followed was waiting for over two hours in sweltering heat standing curbside just five steps from a drum set waiting to see who was coming out.
SHE came out and was darling and was overwhelmed by the crowd that had gathered. SHE sang a new song that no one had heard before. SHE came down to the yellow police tape and shook hands and thanked everyone for coming.
The crowd dispersed.
Stupid Mother #1 quietly said to Roger Leroy, “You know SHE has to come out of the building but it won’t be out of these doors. You all need to go around and find the door with a car or limo and maybe you can get her autograph.”
Roger Leroy said, as she rolled her eyes, “I’m thirsty and we’re going back to the Sports Zone. We’ll get HER autograph tomorrow.”
(Because standing in line with 800 people who also got tickets to get HER autograph the next day would be super fun.)
Stupid Mother #1 said to Stupid Mother #2 (Lisa) “I just told her that SHE will have to come out the building and the girls should find the back door but Roger Leroy is thirsty and I guess I’m just having another stupid idea.”
I gave it one more shot and asked Roger Leroy if she had told Sharté
(#1 fan) what I had suggested.
They had a private teenager conference. Sharté asked where I thought they should go. I suggested the alley and walk around the building.
They actually started down the alley!
About 30 minutes later, they came around the corner, running uphill in 100 degree weather screaming like excited, happy toddlers.
Because they met HER and SHE asked if they wanted a picture with HER…
Taylor Swift
is a delightful and refreshing role model for teenage girls.
HER debut album where all the songs she either wrote or co-wrote is triple platinum. SHE is a recent high school graduate and is currently touring with Rascal Flatts.
And she TOUCHED our daughters!!!!!
The Stupid Mothers were very happy for their daughters!
We hope they will always remember this special trip.
We hope they know how very much we love them…
through every season.
Meanwhile, the Stupid Mothers loved, loved, loved listening and looking at Josh Turner, Keith Urban, Chuck Wicks, Luke Bryan, Craig Morgan, Rodney Atkins, Alan Jackson, Trace Adkins and many, many other great musicians.
Oh, and Carrie Underwood, Faith Hill, Sara Evans, Kellie Pickler, Miranda Lambert, and many other ladies were really good too.
Teenage daughters will have to get their own blog to tell their side of the story.
P.S. Would you please send me an email and let me know if you received this post or my Friday post through your email subscription OR if you read my blog through an RSS feed? I think the service is not working again. I love to try to fix things that are out of my control…
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Wednesday, June 4, 2008, by Sherra
Before I divulge the location of the birthday trip for the darling twin daughters, can I just say that I’m less than inspired that only TWO of you commented on Flexible Friday (thanks Kerri & Wendy) about whether you have a ME day or ME hour and what you do with your ME time?!
Ladies, seriously. No one schedules time for themselves and will share how they do it?
Or are you all so busy with your ME time that you’re unable to click the “Comment” link at the bottom of the post and comment? Come on, we’re suppose to be inspiring each other here!
Okay, I’ll stop ranting about that and move right into a rave!
I’m taking the girls to Nashville for the CMA Country Music Festival.
Stop laughing.
For many, country music has become more mainstream with artists like Carrie Underwood, Faith Hill, Tim McGraw, Sugarland, etc., who have all had crossover hits in recent years.
True Confessions
For me, I’ve loved country since I was in grade school. I have Charley Pride albums. I saw Kenny Rogers in high school at the State Fair.
I have the Statler Brothers autographed 8 x 10 picture.
Ahem, your laughing is getting louder. I can hear it in Georgia.
It’s not the only music I love. I really love all kinds of music. I can’t imagine life without music. As I noted in the “About Sherra” page, I had an iPod before iPods were cool.
I was a teen in the late 70’s and early 80’s and also went to Summer Jam concerts and heard REO Speedwagon, AC/DC, Cheap Trick, Head East, The Baby’s and even went on .38 Special’s tour bus.
See how well-rounded I am?
But Barbara Mandrell, Lee Greenwood, T.G. Shepherd were all concerts I loved too.
I can still hear the Tammy Wynette, Lynn Anderson, Roy Clark and Johnny Cash albums that my parents played.
Yes, we did watch Hee Haw at my house in the Midwest.
Should I not admit that? Sorry family.
It is a requirement to like country music if you live with me. PhilBillPaul tolerates it. The Grunter not so much.
“Poor Phil” (as my family likes to refer to him) has sat through Garth Brooks, Shania Twain, Tim McGraw, Faith Hill, Kenny Chesney and some others I’m sure I’m forgetting.
All three of my girls love it. Maybe it is more of a chick thing?
I had always heard about this big Nashville event called Fan Fair and wanted to go. Some years ago, they changed the name to the CMA Music Festival and moved it to downtown Nashville.
My friend Ann shared with me that when Dan returned from Iraq that she wanted to do more things for herself (oh, that sounds like a ME day or even better, a ME trip and she might need a friend to go with her!).
One of those things on her list was to go to more music concerts because she loves music so much. She had just recently gotten more into country music and wanted to go to a live concert or two.
Don’t give me an idea if you don’t really mean it. I told her I knew of a concert that might be beyond her idea of a *little* live concert. It’s actually a four day event and anyone she could think of would be there.
We’ve been for the past two years and were going to go again this year. Alas, that darn husband surprised her with a trip to England.
(Nice job Dan 
)
I got over it and then mentioned to my girls that maybe we could go if they wanted to chip in and it would be their birthday present.
We’re leaving today and if you even remotely like country music - it is an event like nothing I’ve ever witnessed. You can check out the details and all the artists who will be performing at cmafest.com.
It’s an amazing event and this is fair warning that you will have to endure pictures that I will post next week when we return!
On Flexible Friday, I’m already thinking I’ll post some of my favorite country songs.
Yee Haw!
Admit it, you want to know what’s on my iPod.
If you stop laughing, I might just tell you…
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Wednesday, May 21, 2008, by Sherra
The graduation party fun seems to be all-consuming for families with seniors (and families with kindergarteners?).
The Grunter has made this all a little too easy for us since he’s not participating in the ceremony and didn’t want to have a party.
I’d feel more guilty about it if he hadn’t made a lot of other things really hard for us and in case anyone forgets, we will have TWO more seniors next year. I’m pretty certain they’ll be walking in the ceremony and want a party too. I’ve heard that I need to start the planning now. (Giant SIGH)
Here’s a little last minute tip for those supermom party planners (i.e. my friend Leigh Anne) who need just one more thing to do for the party…luckily these are super-easy graduation treats for the food table and you can never have too much chocolate!
I’m putting this is my “party file” for next year. (Yeah, sure, I have a party file.)
Our neighbor had these at her son’s party over the weekend and they were gone by the time we arrived. She was nice enough to email me the instructions and the link. Thanks Marla!
Aren’t these just too stinkin’ cute?!
Grad Caps
Miniature peanut butter cups
Frosting or peanut butter
Chocolate-covered graham crackers
Fruit leather
Step 1
Place a miniature peanut butter cup, bottom up, on a plate. Top with a small dollop of frosting or peanut butter, then press on a chocolate-covered graham cracker.
Step 2
For a tassel, tightly roll up a small square of fruit leather. Cut fringe on one end and attach the other end to the center of the graham cracker with another dab of frosting or peanut butter.
The idea comes from FamilyFun.com
Sidenote: Someone on the website suggested using mini m&m’s to hold the tassel.
There’s even a video if you need help assembling them. Seriously…let me know if you needed the video.
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Friday, May 16, 2008, by Sherra
Doesn’t that sound like a fabulous thing to do?
Spend a year by the sea. Ahhhh…
Sign me up. My bags are packed. I’m ready to go…
But I have a few obligations and responsibilities I have to tend to before I can go. I’m guessing you do too.
So short of leaving, you can read the book…
A Year by the Sea: Thoughts of an Unfinished Woman
Joan Anderson is the author of that book and she is one of my favorite authors. I saw her almost a decade ago on Oprah and went right out and got the book. I still love the tagline of the book because I know that is really who we all are — unfinished women.
Since then, she has published 4 more books and I have devoured them all and given some of them as gifts.
On Wednesday night I had the privilege of attending a Borders event called “Getting Better All the Time: Women and Writers in Conversation.” If you’re in Atlanta, I’m sorry you missed it.
She was an absolute delight! Warm, funny, sincere and truthful - all the qualities I love in a women at any age.
My friend Wendy and I were so glad we made the trek downtown. It’s still an effort to get out and do things like this that feel selfish to many women but are really the things that lift us up and keep us going when we’re tired and overwhelmed.
Of course, having dinner after we left Borders was an added bonus!
I was sad that I forgot to snap a picture of us with Joan (our new friend whom we now feel like we can call by her first name).
I did, however, snap pictures of our desserts at The Cheesecake Factory.
I chose the LEMON RASPBERRY CREAM CHEESECAKE
Raspberry Vanilla Cake, Creamy Lemon Cheesecake, Raspberry Lady Fingers and Lemon Mousse
Wendy went for the CARAMEL PECAN TURTLE CHEESECAKE.
Pecan Brownie and Caramel Fudge Swirl Cheesecake, Topped with Caramel Turtle Pecans and Chocolate
Obviously, we were both counting calories. Not.
I can’t wait to dive in to her new book this weekend. Just the title makes me smile…
Second Journey, The: The Road Back to Yourself
And I love the tagline of this one too. “The Road Back to Yourself” It’s like she wrote it just for me.
My personal recommendation is to start at the beginning and read every one of Joan’s books. Or go wild and read the new one first. Read them out of order. Just read them!
Do something for yourself this weekend - eat some cheesecake and curl up with a good book! Make every weekend Mother’s Day…you deserve it!
P.S. If you click on the purple text link of the book titles, it will take you right to Amazon.com and you can order the book and have it delivered to your door!
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Monday, April 14, 2008, by Sherra
It’s hard to believe that it’s only been two weeks and I’m compelled to have another Wiener Dog Monday!
Mostly because Ann sent me a picture of Blaze and I wanted to post it.
It could also be due to my exhaustion from a busy weekend working. I am proud to report it was a mere one Valium weekend.
We have all lived through Spring Break and the little darlings are back in school this morning. (very quiet WOO-HOO!)
Okay, focus, back to the subject of wieners.
This weekend I was catching up on blog reading and I laughed out loud when I came across this little side note from a mom in Alaska who was actually writing about ice cream taste testing with her family. (Very cute idea for a family activity.)
But what the heck did that have to do with wiener dogs?
Well, apparently, she’s a bit random like me and added a note about a cute story you can read online with your kids called…
The Wiener Dog Magnet
I must show it to Scary Baby this week. It’s perfect for beginning readers if you have a little one but it’s also a cute online book for any family with wiener dogs.
I’m both happy and sad to report that NO ONE has correctly guessed the year those stellar family pics were taken with my siblings.
My cheatin’ cousin Sally didn’t even guess right. (I said cousins were ineligible to guess and she did it anyway - there’s one in every family!)
Feel free to go back to that post and guess again because you could get the coveted award…
I’ll give you a few more days and then I’ll have to think up another contest and it might have a REAL prize that I will actually mail to the lucky winner.
Even better and to the relief of most of you, I’m quite certain it will have nothing to do with wieners (or dogs).
Finally, I just have to share this fabulous item I found to send to my friend Ann for her birthday this month. You know how when you find the perfect gift for a special friend like Ann, you just want to tell show everyone?
Shhhh, please don’t tell her so it’ll be a surprise.
It’s a bumper sticker and I think I still have time to order it. It is so perfect for her! Don’t you think she’ll love it?
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Friday, April 4, 2008, by Sherra
I am well aware that this site is read primarily by women. I’m fine with that.
In fact, reader comments are 98% women strong.
Yesterday that became 97%.
Rarely, if ever, will a comment become an actual post. That would be redundant.
But I also assume that many of you may never go back to an old post and read the comments.
Am I right? (I know I shouldn’t assume…)
In this instance, I felt deeply compelled to be sure you all didn’t miss this award-winning comment.
Okay, maybe not award-winning, because that infers there was a competition or a contest and there wasn’t.
If there was a contest, this is the blog badge I would bestow on the winner.
The winner could put their award badge on their blog to celebrate and brag about their achievement.
If there was a contest, the winning comment would be found…where else but here…
Wiener Dog Monday!
Instead of a contest and because he doesn’t have a blog…
I’d like to introduce you to Command Sergeant Major Daniel Bowman.
He also happens to be the husband of my wiener dog-loving friend, Ann.
He wrote this comment and to say I was surprised would be a huge understatement.
I have thought long and hard how to contribute to this insightful place on the web without emasculating myself. All of the pseudo pink/purple hues that border the home page have made me swear not to tell the fellow members of my man world a thing about it. Sorry Sherra.
But having close ties with a contributor and a real feeling that life lessons need to be shared, I’m jumping in. It’s funny how we (or maybe it’s just me) learn things. Take friendship. Oh, not the friendship you find in a pick-up basketball game or a friendship you make at work, a real deep friendship that is closer and more real than I can fathom. I have friends and since my return from my tour of duty in Iraq I have some VERY close friends, but not the type of friendship that I have observed between my wife and the author of this web site.
Sherra, I’m jealous. Maybe jealous is too weak of a word, but I can’t think of another. I’ve never heard two people laugh so hard or talk so long on the phone about who knows what. How can two college sorority sisters who met over 26 years ago be so emotionally close to each other? Heck their relationship is closer than the one my wiener dog and I have with my wife and the three of us sleep in the same bed!
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not complaining, I’m a man of few words and anytime that massive verbal trail of every detail of my wife’s day and menstrual cycle can be directed to someone else’s ear, it’s a “praise the baby Jesus moment” for me.
I do wish I had that. Not the menstrual cycle, but the ability to share every detail of my life with someone (who’s not my spouse), who doesn’t judge or get paid for acting like they care. A true unselfish friend. When I look back to when I was away from my family for 15+ months I remember how my concerns were turned upon myself and my Soldiers.
I left my wife to fend for herself four thousand miles away, paying bills, raising our children, calling a plumber, and scratching the dog’s back. I only had 15 minutes on a phone every 2-3 days, that is if it didn’t go dead in the middle of a conversation and very limited email access. No time to discuss those details of the day, only enough time to verify that I was still alive and kicking.
Thank God for Sherra. She filled in for me and I owe her my thanks.
There’s a saying within the Military; “America isn’t at war, the Army’s at war, America’s at the Mall.”
My version is a bit different “America isn’t at war, the Army and its Soldier’s families and FRIENDS are at war…”
Thanks Sherra.
I can assure you Dan (and any other men who are lurking here) that you did not emasculate yourself. Women love words and Ann & I both loved yours. You are speaking our love language, dear!
It was my pleasure to be there for Ann while you were in Iraq serving our country with pride and honor. Thank YOU, Dan.
xoxoxo
P.S. Now don’t be a weenie…go tell all your manly friends that you were featured on a girly blog
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Monday, March 31, 2008, by Sherra
After Friday’s post I thought I should follow up with something more serious and mature so I wouldn’t lose the incredible readership I’ve built up in these past few months.
(I’m grateful for each and every one of you who keeps coming back for more - really I am!)
Then I realized that I needed to be true to myself and honestly, I couldn’t think of anything serious and mature to write about.
Stealing Ann’s favorite line once again…
“I got nothing.”
Maybe because Ann and I have spent the weekend calling and text messaging each other laughing about our new favorite word.
Yes, I know it’s immature and it’s also why we get along so well.
In that spirit, I thought I’d post a couple of pictures of our wiener dogs. Between us we have three wiener dogs.
Oh wait, that’s Roger Leroy in the dog crate, not Sabu.
I think my kids have way too much free time.
FYI, I just discovered this picture when I was downloading my pictures to iPhoto.
In case anyone was thinking I put her in the dog crate and then took a picture of her.
Perhaps this is why we’ve always called her our little circus baby.
Mostly now though, we just call her a strange freegan.
I thought I had a picture of Ann’s wiener dog to share. I know you’re disappointed but I’m sure we’ll have another Wiener Dog Monday soon!
Okay, I found an actual picture of our wiener dogs.
I posted this picture of Sabu and Dudley in February and I was very surprised that NO ONE made a comment on how darn cute this picture is of our two wiener dogs.
I think the cute got lost because you all were way more fascinated about
the high school principal calling me than the pictures of the dogs.
Come on. You gotta admit they’re pretty cute.
Even if you don’t like dogs.
Which I don’t.
Except wiener dogs.
Dog lover? Not a dog lover? Here’s your chance to comment on how cute wiener dogs are…
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Friday, March 28, 2008, by Sherra
As promised, I will now share how we were greeted upon arriving at our beach villa last week.
Since we are both moms with teenagers and we each have a son, we are always watching how the high school and college students behave in public.
We do find it fascinating to see how they act once they are “free” of the watchful eye of their mothers and fathers. We can’t help but wonder if our kids will be these kids we’re watching in a few years.
Just a refresher first about my girlfriend retreat last week.
Ann flew in to Atlanta from Illinois and we drove to Destin, Florida which is my very favorite beach. As much as time flies in the car as we talk non-stop, we were both tired and it was past midnight when we arrived at our beach villa.
We pulled up and turned the car off. Our unit was dark but the unit next door had the outside light on and two young men were standing at the door talking to young girls inside.
As we gathered our purses and looked for the envelope with the keys, we looked up to see one of the young men “drop his drawers” and was standing in his boxers. We both laughed and found the villa keys. Oh, the wild abandonment of youth.
We were about to get out of the car when the young man dropped his boxers and proceeded to moon the girls inside their villa.
What College Boy #1 didn’t realize was that he was facing our car under the bright porch light which means we were getting a full view of his frontside.
The girls shut their door at this point which we thought was a good decision on the girls’ part. College Boys sauntered into the parking lot near our car. As we got out to get our luggage, they very politely approached our car and College Boy #1 said “Ladies, as a fellow VW bug owner, can we help you with your luggage?”
Ann replied in a terse voice, “No thanks, we’ve got it.” She proceeded to hoist her giant suitcase out of the trunk and started wheeling it towards our villa.
Dang, I was tired and the car was loaded and I definitely wanted some help. Ann is usually more sociable than that.
I countered with, “YES, we’d love help with our luggage but only if you can keep your pants on.”
College Boy #1 a.k.a. The Flasher feigned embarrassment and said “Oh my gosh, did you guys see that? Oh man, are you serious?”
He might have had a few drinks - just my observation as a non-drinker.
I really wish I could have a little sound bite here that you could click to hear Ann’s voice when she whipped around and said,
“HELLO, we saw your WIE#%R.”
It really went downhill from there. College Boys didn’t realize they were in the presence of two moms who could more than hold their own with the back and forth that transpired. It’s hard to shock a mom of four and a middle-school teacher.
In their mom’s defense–and I don’t even know their moms–they apologized profusely, carried in all our bags, cooler, cookies that PhilBillPaul baked for us (Yes, you read that right - I’m telling you he’s nice like that) and apologized some more.
We think they would have sat down and visited with us but we gave them some cookies and sent them on their way. But not before Ann grabbed her camera and took pictures.
Unfortunately, I didn’t think quick enough to ask them to sign a photo release. Maybe because I really didn’t think about posting this story at the time. Even though I’m not comfortable posting their pictures, I will tell you their first names; Jake (flasher) and Chad (sidekick).
I didn’t let them leave without asking a couple of important questions as a service to all the moms out there. This is valuable information whether you have a son and you want to know if he’s doing this and of course, if you have a daughter, you can warn her about the likes of Jake and Chad.
Q: Did you know those girls?
A: Nah, we just met them on the beach today.
Q: Is this a new strategy in the dating game?
A: Huh?
Q: I mean you just met them earlier today and you just show them your WIE#%R and you get a date?
A: Not really but I was just showing them my great butt - you all weren’t suppose to see my WIE#%R.
Q: So do you think you’re going to score with them tomorrow?
A: Chad (who did not show his private parts) said “No, I don’t have any game so I never score.”
Final comment I couldn’t resist,
“Gosh Ann, back in our college days, we had to at least dance a few songs first, didn’t we?”
JUST KIDDING, MR. & MRS. JONES (Ann’s parents - in case they’re reading this)!!
Here are pictures of the beautiful beach and the boys from afar with their group of 10 buddies who all came to Destin from LSU.
Chad came over and talked to us the next day. It was no surprise that Jake was busy with a fascinating drinking game on the beach involving drinking alcohol from a plastic baseball bat and spinning around till they fell down.
Our observation was that Jake was really the one with no game and back in the day, we both would have danced with Chad. 
On a final note, Ann and I both have WIE#%R dogs and for some reason, this made us laugh the whole time we were at the beach. Because frankly (oops, no pun intended) it takes very little to amuse us and we still think WIE#%R is a funny word. We refuse to grow up to be old, grouchy women. We prefer to be old, funny women who never stop laughing.
If you could have heard Ann squeal at Jake that she saw his, you would have laughed like I did. It was a classic one-liner that we’ll probably still be repeating it when we’re both 82 and sitting at the beach on our annual girlfriend retreat.
You’re laughing now, aren’t you? Oh come on, laugh - it’s good for you.
Life Lesson (LL): Mamas, you gotta let ‘em go and hope they keep their pants on in public. But when you let them go, remind them that even when you’re not there, somebody else’s mom is watching!
Share a Life Lesson (SALL): Any good stories you can share about observing our next generation of leaders in social settings?
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Monday, March 24, 2008, by Sherra
I need my friends like I need air.
I cannot imagine getting through my life without my girlfriends.
Ann is one of those girlfriends who makes my world a better place. We went to college together and even though she lives in Illinois and I’m in Georgia we have a friendship that truly transcends the miles between us.
Gosh, we were tiny little things back in the day aka “The 80’s.”
We went to the beach last week for her spring break. While we were sad that our friends Kim and Toni couldn’t join us this year, we decided to go anyway. (No big surprise for those who know us.)
Even with some wind and rain, we were delighted to be at the beach. Especially Ann who had been experiencing a bitter cold and snowy Midwest winter. Gosh, there is a reason I moved to Florida and now reside in Georgia - just a personal choice, I’m not gloating.
We relaxed. We talked. We shopped. We napped. We read.
We laughed. And laughed. And laughed.
The best tip I can give a woman of any age, at any stage of their life, is to make time to be with friends of your heart. There is no better gift you can give to each other or to yourself.
It is the gift of time.
Many people will walk in and out of your life. But only true friends will leave footprints in your heart.
–Eleanor Roosevelt
I’d love to hear your ideas and suggestions about how you make time for girlfriends. I have some great tips on ways to plan a weekend retreat and how to find bargains especially if you’re on a tight budget that I’ll share in a future post. Email or comment if you’re interested in some ideas!
For now though, I just wanted to give a public shout out to my friend Ann for always leaving footprints in my heart. I’m still smiling from our days together. I love you, my dear friend.
Thank you Ann, for the precious gift of your time…
P.S. Later this week I will share what a unique welcome we received from some college boys when we arrived. The dating game seems to have changed significantly since we were in school. As parents with both daughters and sons, Ann and I feel it is our responsibility to share this with other moms!
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Monday, March 17, 2008, by Sherra
Happy St. Patrick’s Day to those of you who celebrate this day.
My brother would be one of those people. Because it’s also his birthday!
So Happy Birthday Brother who I rarely talk to (but I like him, I really do.) I’m not even sure if he’s ever been to this website but this was cheaper than the card I didn’t send. So just in case you do lurk…hope you have a great day!!
The luck of the Irish has me sitting on the beach in Florida relaxing with my friend Ann. No kids, no husbands - don’t hate us.
We’re just LUCKY!!!!!!
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