What was he doing washing a wool sweater in May in TX??
My mom did that to my favorite pink & grey sweater when I was in HS. It was cotton & shrank to the size of doll clothing. 30+ years later & I still remember.
What was he doing washing a wool sweater in May in TX??
My mom did that to my favorite pink & grey sweater when I was in HS. It was cotton & shrank to the size of doll clothing. 30+ years later & I still remember.
Well Lexxy, it's been rainy and cool.
And in Denton, cooler yet. They had terrible hail last week.
I saw a video on how to stretch clothes that shrank. I believe it involved either shampoo or conditioner.
I think you're right.
Time to google!
Mere has taken over shelf construction!
(Bummer flan! I'm sorry that happened!)
Here are the instructions:
Stretch your wool sweater by soaking the garment in a tub of gentle hair conditioner and lukewarm water. Do not wring the sweater, but after draining the tub, press the sweater against the side of the basin to drain the excess water. Remove the garment and lay it flat on a very thick, very absorbent towel.
Hmmm.........is it really worth going through all that? I only paid about $25 for the sweater.
I survived field day. And have CAKE. Go check it out.
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Hi all. I have been SO busy lately I haven't had time to do more than lurk.
Finally got a date when campus wants us to move out -- AND they are giving us a stipend to live off campus! This is great news, except the housing market here is super crazy tight. There are only 150 homes for sale in the whole town (less than half the normal number) and the rentals are scary. You have to network to find something, the good properties don't ever even go on the market. So I have made finding a place my full time job -- and it sucks.
DD and DH have state semi finals tomorrow morning. If all goes well, state finals on Sunday morning.
Prom is tomorrow night. Game in the morning, prom starting at 4. It's going to be a busy day. We have 5 girls coming over to our place to get ready. They are hard core athletes and just don't have a clue on hair/makeup so I rounded up a few moms to come over and help me out. It will be all hands on deck.
Tonight DD has her dance recital. She took beginning dance as her art elective this year and loved it. Last night was the first performance and tonight is the last. She did such a great job! My mom and dad can watch it live online, the school webcasts it for the parents.
This week was also AP testing. The kids are all exhausted from being so smart. Lol Luckily DD only had 2 to take and wasn't too stressed.
Whew. That's enough for now. I am off to buy extra bobby pins, some hairspray and a bottle of wine or two for my mom helpers.
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Wow, flan. Glad you stood up for the boy. I probably would have slapped her. I hate verbally abusive adults.
No, it wasn't like that.
I know that, if you attempt to "correct" a parent, you have to be 110% sure that it WON'T make the situation worse. My co-worker stepped in, then left ME to deal with the fallout.
Wow, flan. Glad you stood up for the boy. I probably would have slapped her. I hate verbally abusive adults.
No, it wasn't like that.
I know that, if you attempt to "correct" a parent, you have to be 110% sure that it WON'T make the situation worse. My co-worker stepped in, then left ME to deal with the fallout.
flan
Okay, can I slap your co-worker?
Sorry, that happened to you.
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Wow, flan. Glad you stood up for the boy. I probably would have slapped her. I hate verbally abusive adults.
No, it wasn't like that.
I know that, if you attempt to "correct" a parent, you have to be 110% sure that it WON'T make the situation worse. My co-worker stepped in, then left ME to deal with the fallout.
flan
Okay, can I slap your co-worker?
Sorry, that happened to you.
Believe me, the boss is going to hear about it. I never cry at work EVER...but the adrenalin is flowing, etc. Plus I just know what happened to the little boy when he got home.
Wow, flan. Glad you stood up for the boy. I probably would have slapped her. I hate verbally abusive adults.
No, it wasn't like that.
I know that, if you attempt to "correct" a parent, you have to be 110% sure that it WON'T make the situation worse. My co-worker stepped in, then left ME to deal with the fallout.
flan
Okay, can I slap your co-worker?
Sorry, that happened to you.
Believe me, the boss is going to hear about it. I never cry at work EVER...but the adrenalin is flowing, etc. Plus I just know what happened to the little boy when he got home.
flan
Aww poor baby. I hate when innocent little children get the brunt of poor choices. I'm so sorry
A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
One of my coworkers just called. The security system for the doors is down. That means we can't use our badges to get in the back of the OR and if it's after hours the only access is through the ER which is on the other end of the building. Of course I'm on call this weekend.
One of my coworkers just called. The security system for the doors is down. That means we can't use our badges to get in the back of the OR and if it's after hours the only access is through the ER which is on the other end of the building. Of course I'm on call this weekend.
Would cake make it better?
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“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!” ― Maya Angelou
A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
One of my coworkers just called. The security system for the doors is down. That means we can't use our badges to get in the back of the OR and if it's after hours the only access is through the ER which is on the other end of the building. Of course I'm on call this weekend.
If someone is there they would already be running around getting stuff ready for whatever we get called in for. The door is down a long hall. Hopefully the company that services the system will be there quickly. This is one of the downfalls of living in a smaller town.
One of my coworkers just called. The security system for the doors is down. That means we can't use our badges to get in the back of the OR and if it's after hours the only access is through the ER which is on the other end of the building. Of course I'm on call this weekend.
Would cake make it better?
Yes!
I have cake! I can send you some!
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“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!” ― Maya Angelou
“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!” ― Maya Angelou
“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!” ― Maya Angelou
She's actually been pretty good lately. For a long time. She's stressed out over this move. I think it was a combination of me being in a I don't want to be around people today mood and her being in a very stressed out moment. I totally understand her concerns but she's going about things the wrong way.
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“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!” ― Maya Angelou
Come to think of it she did throw a fit at Christmas.
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“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!” ― Maya Angelou