The weather is gorgeous! I'm looking out the window at a beautiful morning. The sky is blue and it's already 57 outside. My coffee is yummy and I'm looking for a dress for my sister's wedding online at Nordis (Nordstrom to all you Non Nordi shoppers..lol.) I'm online, because it's Nashville. We don't have one here.
Let's see...I only heard one disturbing word from my daughters' mouths this morning. Stripper.
"Ava stop dancing like that. You're dancing like a Stripper," screamed my 11 going on 20 daughter!
Stripper! Let me say it one more time...Stripper! Not a word used in this house. LOL! Holy Crap. Ava learned this little, I'll call it a Tush Push...from her friend at school. Imagine Beyonce. Get the picture? OH MY! She's cute and just dancing...then Ms. Princess mentions stripper.
"Mommy,what is a stripper," Ava eagerly asks. Yep...we had a stripper talk.
I'm afraid to type what I told her...lol..in case there are any ex strippers out there. Let's just say no self respect was mentioned. No..me go off on a tangent. LOL. Imagine that.
My girls know better than to hit me with the doozies (yes i typed doozie) before the coffee hits. :)
Ok...now...on to tomorrow!
Get your green ready babes. Get your corned beef at the market, a little cabbage....crock pots out, your drink of choice....and get ready for St. Patty's Day! Too bad you're not here. You could partake in Christie St. Patty's festivities. :)