I love this story. It’s so funny. Enjoy!
Now that I’ve eliminated the second daily coffee, I did a bit of research on tea and coffee.
I did a funny video log to share my findings.
ps: Thank you Gee Bone Productions for the help in putting together a professional video. I love the music and the special effects. It makes it that much funnier.
Thirteen reasons why is a dead girl’s revenge against the one’s who’ve harmed her.
It’s also a poignant reminder of a crisis that could have been averted had the students and teachers listened a little bit more to Hannah Baker’s cry for help. I read every word of this spellbinding book in one day.
I firmly believe this book should be a mandatory read in all high schools and for every guidance counselor or teacher.
The tale is told through the tapes of Hannah Baker. These are tapes she made prior to her suicide. Clay Jensen listens to the tapes as he follows the map she’s made. He suddenly sees people and places through Hannah’s eyes. It makes you see how small lies can have the biggest snowfall effect.
I had goosebumps while reading this book. Also, as a former victim of bullying, I felt somewhat vindicated that Hannah was able to get back at her oppressors. This book really hit home for me.
Read this book and let’s talk about it afterwards.
ps: you should check out the tapes on You Tube: youtube.com/hannahsfriend13
My best-friend is a gorgeous girl. Always with the perfectly coiffed hairdo, the latest style. She’s always so put together. She always makes me feel so frumpy because my choices are much more efficient (i.e. I get dressed quickly and do my hair quickly)
Now, she had a baby a little less than a year ago and, she’s now a full time mom and career woman. She has a lot more on her plate now. Yesterday, she wanted to put moisturizing cream on her face and took the wrong pot by mistake. She ended up with a face full of diaper rash cream!!!!!
One does wonder how the skin was after the cream was removed? Were the pores nicely closed? But one would not dare ask.
ps: permission was granted for me to share this story. I am maintaining the friend’s anonymity in the spirit of true friendship.
My son Benjamin received the Pharaoh board game from his aunt Renée on December 22, 2012.
Since the start of the Xmas break, we’ve been playing one to two board games daily.
We played the game (Ben, myself and my husband Greg) this afternoon. The game lasted about 45 minutes. Once you’ve played it more than once, it would be closer to 30 which is the right amount of time for a board game in today’s busy hectic schedules.
The concept is fairly simple: you need to build a pyramid before others get a chance to finish their own.
While you play, you must pick a card from the number 1 pack, the number 2 pack, and so on and so forth.
This lead to several awkward jokes about number 1’s and number 2’s. My son even invented the definition of a number three which would be to vomit. Also, since this was the first time we played, the cards had not been shuffled properly and therefore we often picked the same card. Nonetheless, we had a blast. To build your pyramid, you need a prince and a princess, a sultan, a priest, a scribe and a vizir as well as 100 000 people. There are cards which allow you to replace your whole card deck and cards which allow you to steal from a fellow player.
I would recommend this game.
Ben, my eleven year-old, gives it four stars. Thank you Renée for such a thoughtful gift. Happy New Year!
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If you want to laugh out loud, please click on this link: http://www.thesneeze.com/mt-archives/000398.php . Cooksploratrice disclaimer: the contents of the link are not PG13. So please use with caution. But, I almost peed in my pants it was so funny so if you’re an adult, check it out.
Emilie, who is now 9 years old, has slept with her blankie every day of her life. The pink and white down comforter has been stitched and restitched. Today however, after a final wash, the blankie succumbed. It cannot be saved. It is dead beyond any capacity of redemption.
What should we do with the blankie? How do we save the dead blankie for our daughter as a lovely memento of her childhood? What did you do with your own child’s blanket?
ps: Now my son, who’s 11, will not let us wash his own blanket for fear of accidental death by washing machine.