Today DeWitt’s own Jordyn Wieber competes for the Gold in the Women’s Gymnastic Team finals! Root for our hometown girl! (this doesn’t happen very often here, guys, so do it!!)
Got the daughter all moved out of her apartment in Chicago and we’re on our way back to Michigan. I’ll miss you Chicago but not the asshole who left the bag of dog shit in the trash chute room on the 29th floor, and didn’t actually put it down the chute. I mean really??! That’s a smell I’ll not soon forget. Good god y’all!!
Doing the opening ceremonies right: Drinking beer at Theory in Chicago!
Where In The World Is JeeNeeBee's Daughter
In this week’s episode, she will be in London, Chicago, and then Michigan (yay) Stay tuned for next week. It’s going to be really good!
You guys, I was unimpressed with the seven story mall. Quick, somebody check me for a pulse!!
I just gave myself a pedicure. I think I owe myself $35! Now what do I do?? Beauty is hard!
I am so close to the John Hancock Building, I can see John’s… nevermind. Let’s just say my hotel room is really, really, close. And leave it at that.
Another night. Another beer buzz. Another early morning hangover. Yes, I can predict the future. What is it you need to know? Trust me, I’ve got this covered.
Where In The World Is JeeNeeBee's Daughter
Well, today, she is in Vienna. She sent me a picture of a hot dog stand. As we do. (one of the many reasons I love her so)
That one time you skyped with your little sister and drank lots of beer and laughed and got all mushy and had a great time. Yah, that was my night. I love her so much and she is going to come visit me next month and did I mention I drank lots of beer and my English teacher would be really, really, pissed at this run-on sentence. But you know what? She is not the boss of me.
The Man Of My DREAMS
So last night I was finally with my high school crush. A girlfriend and I were staying at his house. (i don’t know how he managed that, but, okay, good for him.) Anyway, things were going good. He finally got to see the fun and charming side of me. We were flirting, and sharing clever banter. Things were going great. Better than great. And I looked marvelous. (if I do say so myself) And...
We went for our morning walk early today. You know, to beat the heat. Well that didn’t work. It was hot as: A.) Dan’s balls B.) Frank’s Louisiana Hot Sauce overcooked in the microwave C.) That guy who played short-stop, when I was bat girl for that one softball team, back in the day. (I was kinda hot too, but it would be wrong to put my former self on the list..oh, whoops, I...
I’m up before 7:00! Things look very early.
Today I made furniture, that I got from a yard sale, look a little less junky. Some day I’ll remember to take before and after pictures. For now, just trust me on this one.
I remember it well… the day we got air conditioning. It wasn’t all that long ago. We were the last ones on the street to get it. Yes, we were THOSE people. Before we got it, on the hottest of days we would hang sheets strategically around the house and put a window unit in our small bathroom to cool the back section of our home. And then one day… one glorious day, The Man...
And Many, Many More...
Today we are going to a birthday party. It is for the daughter of a neighbor, who lived in the neighborhood that we grew up in when we were kids. She will be 50 years old today. She has survived her mother, father, and older sister. She now lives with her brother. She’s the sweetest, sweetest girl. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that she has Down Syndrome, and the parents were told she...
That thing where you’re putting chlorine in the pool and it splashes back at you and ruins your favorite shirt…. That thing where you’re changing your old wallflower plug-in fragrance maker thingy and you lean too close to it and get an oil spot on your other favorite shirt… That thing where you’re trying to decide if it would just be more cost efficient and...
The good news is: The neighbor’s carpet was cleaned in lightening fast time. I figure if something like that can be done at the speed of light, why bother doing it yourself. Currently looking into booking the earliest time possible to get my carpets cleaned. Karma is a bitch… and she lives next door! Boo wah ah ahhhhhh!
It’s 8:30 a.m. The neighbors are having their carpet professionally cleaned. It sounds like someone is trying to suck the brain out of my head. We are still in the throws of a Midwestern drought. I am currently watering my front and back yard at the same time. (i know, skills I have em) I figure if I’m going to die from the heat stroke… or from having my brain sucked out of my...
I’ve said it before and I’m going to say it again…”Your kids are going to grow up one day and leave you”. “I mean it”. “They really are”. “I’m not joking here”. Mine just did. She’s going to London to work for a year. Guh-bye my sweet baby!!!
The Man went for a walk this morning. Two blocks from The Daughter’s apartment he ran into a “crime scene”. A man told him they found a body in the road. Ohhh Chicago, you’re just like a tv show!!
This month I will be in Chicago 3 weekends and a week. So, yeah, I’m in Chicago again!!
I think the neighbors may be grilling roadkill, or a tiny child, because it smells reel-E-bad. *Not that I would know what roadkill, or a small child smells like when grilled. (thought I should make that clear, because, well, you know) Happy 4th of July! May your neighbors grill things that smell like things you are supposed to eat.