Brag Book PageFreebie

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I've posted a brag book page for you on April's blog that I made with her Giving Thanks kit. Just click on the preview below to go to her blog and pick it up.

Holly and Cheer by Scraps of Ellay

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Scraps of Ellay has a wonderful new kit called Holly and Cheer. Check out the preview for this awesome kit...

I was lucky enough to get a whole batch of pictures from my friend Melanie just in time to play with this kit. I've made three layouts using each of her girls.

Check out Ellays blog for more layout inspiration and head over to the Scraps of Ellay store at Stuff to Scrap to buy the Holly and Cheer kit.

Make sure you check out the totally cute Holly and Cheer quickpage set too!

Don't hate me because I'm blonde!

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I got a haircut today. I was sitting in the lobby waiting for the girl who cuts my hair and there was another girl waiting that kept staring at me. Weird, but I just ignored her. She got called back for her appointment before I did, so I figured that would be the last I ever saw of her. WRONG!

I finally got called back to get my hairwashed, then put into the booth where my hairdresser does her magic. She had just started to cut when I was overcome with this massive need to cough. I swollowed hard and told myself not to cough. Pretty soon it became clear that I wasn't listening to myself so I started thinking, "Just don't cough while she has the scissors close to your head." lol!

I was concentrating on not coughing when I heard a voice behind me say, "Make my hair that color!" lol! I looked into the mirror to see the girl from the lobby and the guy who was fixing her hair standing in the entrance to my hairdresser's workstation. Her hair was wet and she was wearing the little plastic thing they wrap around you to protect your clothes and keep the cut hair off of you. My hairdresser stopped cutting my hair long enough to turn around and talk to them. I took advantage and coughed while I laughed at the poor girl and the guy she had drug out to see my hair.

The girl who cuts my hair explained that this was my natural hair color and I felt really sad for the poor girl when she realized that she wouldn't be going home with hair the same color as mine.

They left and I heard the guy doing her hair explain that yes, he was sure it was my natural hair color because I had been going there for years. lol!

I love being a blonde!

YIPPEE!!!

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We had a fun last day before Christmas vacation. We did the usual Polar Express activities and the kids were awesome. They all played along and used their imaginations to see the North Pole.

Of course, there were two teachers,one volunteer and zero cameras in the room. What's wrong with us!!! I normally always have a camera in my purse, but I left it at home after charging up the battery. I'm such a dork.

The kids were all excited to give me the presents they picked out for me. One little girl walked in shuffed a present into my hands and said, "This is for you. It's underwear." LOL!

It was actually a really cute top. Her mom had picked it out and wrapped it up one day while she was at school. Apparently, mom was getting tired of her asking what was in the box and was also afraid that she would tell me and ruin the secret. So, she just said it was underwear. Pretty good thinking on mom's part even if it did scare me at first. lol!

Orange Croc Guy has been all over me to use that stupid Neti Pot again. It's not happening for two reasons....

1) It's really gross and I can't stand it.
2) It's all wrapped up in pretty gold paper with a big red bow so that I can
give it back to him for Christmas. lol!

Next time the dude decides to buy me a present, I bet he'll think about what I want and not what he thinks I need. lol!

The Day Ginger Snapped part 5

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I just have to get through one more day at work then I'm on vacation for two weeks! I'm so excited!

Just let me know if you guys are getting tired of reading these posts.

"Oh Ginger, don't cry anymore. It will be OK."

"Linda, you don't understand how I feel. I know I was only in high school at the time, but I had real feelings for those guys and now I find out that they were both gay and I was just a cover for them so that no one would know."

"I know, but you've got to look on the bright side. They're both gay so you definitely win those two points in the winner or loser poll."

"No, I don't. They're both happy. Ben's a surgeon and I have no idea what Preston does, but he's got a boyfriend and that's way more than what I've got right now."

"Ginger, stop this. Come home. We miss you and you're making yourself miserable. This is no way for you to spend spring break."

"I can't. I can't stop now." I cried into the phone.

"What are you going to do?" Linda questioned sympathically.

"There's one more guy that I dated in high school. I think he still lives here. I have to find him." I said trying to sound hopeful.

"Will you call me again once you do?"

"I promise. Linda? Please don't tell anyone about Ben and Preston. I'll die if anyone finds out how dumb I was.

"I promise. Call soon. We all love you and we miss you."

"Bye. I love you too." I hung up the phone and cried myself to sleep.

Yes, there is a Santa Claus

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Yes, there is a Santa Claus and he has taken the form of a ten year old girl.

The high school teacher that organizes the student volunteers for my school has worked hard this season collecting letters for the Macy's Believe Holiday Campaign. The son of someone she knows was recently treated to a Disney trip thanks to The Make A Wish Foundation and this is her way of helping. It's a wonderful thing!

Our day started by watching the Christmas show that the older kids at school were putting on. Such a nice way to start the day!

Then later the high school teacher came to visit and bring me some pictures to scrap for her. I handed her some more letters to Santa for the Macy's box and she shared the stories of some letters that the fifth grade students at my school had written.

There were the typical letters where the kids followed teacher directions and listed what they wanted for Christmas and why they believed they deserved the gifts.

There were other letters, written mostly by boys, that said they were only writing because their teacher was making them. They didn't believe in Santa, flying reindeer, the tooth fairy or Easter bunnies. (How sad for them!)

Then there was one letter written by a little girl saying that she had always gotten everything she asked for and so, this year, it would be OK to give her present to someone that never got anything. She talked about how she rides in the car with her mom and sees the homeless people on the street and wonders if they still believe in Santa Claus and how much she hopes they do.

I know Christmas is right around the corner, but I just wasn't feeling it until today. It took listening to children sing and hearing about a letter, written to Santa, by a 10 year old girl to remind me just how wonderful this time of year is.

12-15-10

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