Cute Girls

When 13 year old girls are cute, they are very cute. Sans attitude and expressions of repulsion, they are so very pretty and, even, fun. We have two in our home right now. I hear lots of laughing and giggling going on in the LD's room. My study is across the hallway from her room so I eavesdrop. The girls are going to the teen center tonight and will be wearing matching pink t-shirts.

Garage sales were wonderful today. I came home with three projects: a bedside table to paint, an antique vanity mirror stand with drawer to repair and flower pots to fill with begonias and impatiens. I found the following: sterling silver cross from Mexico .25; sterling and brass cross .75; counted cross stitch picture .75, Hard Rock cafe zippered hoodie $1; CD holder which looks like a rotating book rack $4; Eileen Fisher summer dress $1; 2 Lemony Snickert books .50; a faux leather painting kit $1; a Harley Davidson cat collar for Andy .10; outside table to hold books while in the hot tub $6; and, a pair of Tommy Bahama new mules .25. Sorry to be putting prices beside the purchases. There is something tacky about talking money but I did want you to see the thrift I used as well as the deals I got. The only downside of the morning was the dry as dust banana bread we bought at the church rummage sale (Susan and I hollared "Squirrels!" and threw it out the car windows after first bite) and stopping our shopping so Suz could run home to take her boy to a ballgame.

I love Saturday mornings. I receive a few hours free from the drip...drip...drip of dwelling on my sermon. I'm ready for tomorrow or at least I think I am ready. The Ascension drove me nuts for years but I think I've finally gotten a clue about it.

Glad to see you. What's going on with you?