New Hair, Thanksgiving, and movies

I dyed my hair. It wasn't a dramatic change or anything. I only dyed it like 3 shades a darker brown. I have found 3 things. First, hair dye smells horrible. Second, it takes FOREVER!!! And lastly, people DO notice. I don't mind that people notice. I actually like it; it gives me attention. I know that sounded very conceded, but it's true.

I ran the 5K on Thanksgiving morning... correction I WALKED the 5K. My mom told me I was going to do it again this year. Correction, I gave up and was convinced into doing it.

Mom: Gracie are you planning on running the 5K this year?
Me: Mom.... I want to but I don't want to.
Mom: I don't understand.
Me: I want to go to the event, but I don't want to run in the race.
(ETC. Mom starts giving me a hard time about how my step dad and my Aunt
only did it cause I like to run; blah blah blah; making me feel all guilty and stuff.)
Me: Mom... I don't know if you noticed... but I don't enjoy running. It is not one of my
pleasures in my life. It's actually one of my down points.
Mom: But, I thought you like to run?
Me: No mom, I like to do short sprints NOT long distance. That's why in track I did
nothing more than a 400m.
Mom: Gracie, I think you will do better, because you are much more fit this year.
Me: Mom, swimming is COMPLETELY different from running. Plus, I think am
traumatized from last year's run.
Mom: (laughs) Why?
Me: I mean, we got lost looking for it. I had to wake up at like 5am on a holiday. It
started to snow and my step dad and Aunt left me. By the end of the race I was
cold, tired, hungry, and wet.
Mom: Oh... well then I guess we won't do the event. And, I would rather NOT do that
again.
(I started to tell her how I want to go but I don't do run it. She told me to go call
my Aunt. 30 minutes later)
Me: Mom? I have decided to do the 5K. Aunt Wendy said she would walk with me.
.....My mom always gets her way.


Great one liners of the week:
Me: I think I'm going to grow my hair out again
Mom: I think you're hair looks so much better now that it's short than it did when you had it long
Me: I know, but now I'm realizing that there is so much more that I could have done with my hair than what I did.
Mom: Like what?
Me: Like, I could brush it every day.

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[while discussing an essay I had written about the contrasts between the novel Of Mice and Men and the movie made]

Mom: What sorts of things did you note?
Me: Well, Curley's wife is different. In the book, she's more of a slut, but in the movie she's not.
Mom: I hope you didn't use the word "slut."
Me: I did, but it's ok. My teacher understands. Besides, there's really no other way to say she's a slut than by using the word "slut."


I saw NEW MOON!!!! I'm so obsessed that I have been waiting for it for over a year. I have to say that I like the second film better than Twilight. I think New Moon stuck more to the book. I'm still Team Edward though. ;)

New Blogger

Hi....Okayyyy...this is kinda weird. Not that my mom has a blog written all about me and her, but that all of you readers know who I am but I don't know you. If you haven't guessed yet...(drum roll please)...I'm the one, the only, Grace!!! My mom calls me Grace on the blog, but people really call me GRACIE.

I told my mom the posts I like and the ones I didn't read:

Gracie: Mom, I read your blog.
Mom: Really? How much did you read?
Gracie: All of it.
Mom: Oh, wow. How long that take you?
Gracie: Not that long. It was really easy.
Mom: Did you read the comments too?
Gracie: Only some. I didn't read those "Daily...
Mom: "Weekly...
Gracie: Whatever. "WEEKLY Slug." I thought it looked boring.
Mom: Really. It's not.
Gracie: Yeah, but I already know the whole story and I live with Stella now.
Mom: Gracie, it's not just about that. It was how I was feeling too.
Gracie: Oh, well it looked to educational. I mean with the pictures and all.

I had to tell my mom my terms, though, if I were to write on the blog.
1) My wording is NOT edited. Only my spelling, etc. is edited.
2) My posts will be in my own font and color.

My mom is also like, "Gracie, you need to sound more mature when you post. You're audience is now adults." I don't know how to write to adults. This could be a problem.

My mom hasn't even posted yet that she told me! I guess she wanted me to post in my own time.

Some of my favorite posts:

And yet another cake fiasco
The Children's Day Caramel Cake; I actually LOVED this cake. Yes, it was really ugly, but it was soooooo good.

Being A Baby is Hard to Do
I told my mom that the last two photos make her look like a old man.

Handling the Boys
When I was writing that long made up story about why I couldn't meet him, I kept thinking in my head "I'm writing a frickin' novel!"

Handling the Boys Part II
I KNEW WHAT I WAS DOING!!! Plus, what was mom doing looking in my message box in the first place?!?!?!?!?

Better than a cat birthday party

Yes, the party's coming. Stay tuned.

You may be wondering what's going on that's kept me from posting. Um, yeah.

I have a whole list of things I can write about. I've been a little busy though. There was Halloween, which included a lot of household chores, popping popcorn, hosting a party for Grace, and hosting an old friend who was in town for only 2 days. We also attended several swim meets and parties involving the end of Grace's season. Then there was getting our family vaccinated against swine flu. And I've been blogging all week at Midwest Parents.

But really, there's something else that's been going on regarding the blog. Grace.

She's coming. Here. To this blog. In just a few hours. Stay tuned.

"As for where I've been" and other details to tie you over...

Yes, I'm here. Whoa, we've had quite a couple weeks here in my little corner of the world.

Yes, Ginger the Cat's birthday party is still coming. But much like Grace's birthday this year, I'm finding the rest of life getting in the way of throwing a proper party. Thank goodness the cat doesn't know or care. As for the rest of you who DO care...it'll be up in the next few days. If you still want to wish Ginger happy birthday from your own beast, send me your greetings via email asap.

Yes, I have been writing. If you are dying to read something from me, head over to Midwest Parents. I'm posting there all week. And hey, there's swine flu and Veteran's Day and discussion of the horrible mother-daughter communication we all know and love and even a recipe for Orange Cranberry Muffins. No lie. Check it out.