Yay

My best friend

Last night Mackenzie and I are making invitations for her birthday party next Friday. My little girl is turning 8! As we are sitting there, she grabs my iphone and puts on some music. We both start singing the songs that come on, and we are talking about our days, and what we want to do. We talked about life, and love and we laughed. She got us some snacks and drinks, and I worked hard to make the invitation she wanted, with her helping at every turn. (there is glitter on there, I'm not sure if you can see it) Last night it dawned on me. She isn't just my daughter, she is my best friend. How lucky am I?

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Kaylaism

"Ethan hurts my ears!"

Future hunk.

You cant egg people

This might be long, but it's funny in a way, and it's a true story. I was not going to share it because I wanted to keep my repuation for not being confrontational. Apparently...I already had that repuation.

In July of this year I went to the store for 3 things. Milk, eggs and bread. 3 basic needs that we were out of. I did my shopping at my local Vons store. Vons has a habit of hiring people who are disabled either mentally or physically. I think this is great, and have always been supportive. With that said, picture me leaving the store with my 3 items. Upon entering the parking lot, I see a man who is about 45 and clearly mentally disable trying to round up the shopping carts. Two teenage kids are picking on him. they are taking his hat, riping the shopping carts out of his hand, and just being real jerks. When I saw this, I yelled at them...'Hey Stop!!' They turned and saw me, and simply said some things that I wont repeat on my blog.

Well....I had some eggs in my shopping bag, so I threw one at them, and I missed. They saw this and turned to me. I think they started to yell, so I threw another egg at them. This time I hit one right in the chest. the third egg I threw hit the second guy on his pants, but a good part of it hit his shirt. Before I could get the 4th on off, I was stopped by the store manager and pulled inside.

I was MAD that they had their disabled employee out and defenless. I was yelling at the manager that it was his responsibility to ensure that his workers had a safe enviorment to work in. (i think he was saying something about the fact that I couldnt egg people...)

I ended up having to call JR and tell him. He started laughing so hard he couldnt talk. In the end, they took my name and phone number and gave me a new carton of eggs.

I still shop there...