I stayed at Michelle’s and Bruce’s house and we got up early to leave to Destin, Fl.  I ended up being on the phone for like 4 hours of our drive dealing with the US airways people to try and find my luggage. They told me they would send my luggage to ft. Walton beach so they could deliver it to me in Destin. Luckily I had packed my bathing suit in my carry on so I had that…other than that, I was going to be naked at the wedding. NOT good. Thursday was a nightmare…I again was on the phone the whole time….back and forth about where in the HE double hockey sticks is me luggage…NO one knew. I talked to tons of people…no one knew anything. Finally I got Gina to call and pretend to be me, so they told her they would give her $100 for me to buy stuff. So I had to spend my Friday morning shopping to find a dress to wear to the wedding, but that means shoes and tooth brushes..everything! it was crazy…FINALLY Friday after 4 pm my stuff showed up at our hotel…I was so excited. until

We went out on Friday night. we had dinner and then at the restuarant I was walking down a flight of stairs (about 40 of them) when I lost my balance and I fell down the entire flight…look at this bruise:

 and I was sore everywhere!

The wedding was beautiful and then Sunday we got up…Drove back to Atl…I sat on Marta for over an hour, got to the airport where they told me that my flight was delayed for about 2 hours, this meaning I was going to miss my connecting flight in Charlotte. I told the people there waiting to get on my flights that I was sorry, but all this was probably my fault bc the airlines hate me.  I finally got to leave Atl. Fly 2 hours to Charlotte..Run like He double hockey sticks to get to my flight to Dallas, finally get on my flights, sleep and arive in Dallas after 1 am…it was a long day.! and then I had to pay $85 just to park…money well wasted.

So as I am flying home this weekend for my 10 year class reunion, let’s hope that everything works out and me and my "carry on" luggage get there just fine! I have learned my lesson…I am NEVER flying with luggage again!!!!

1. When my mom came to visit I was telling Caroline that I needed to leave work so I could go and see my mom bc she was staying at my house, and C said "You didnt tell me you had a mother?"…and she was serious.

2. C’s grandmother had two dogs, one names Elvis and one Priscilla. Well Priscilla ran away, but they still have Elvis. Well one day Meredith said they were talking about "Elivis Presley" and they were discussing his songs and stuf and and then C said "No one told me that Elvis could talk?" obv she thought they were talking about the dog and she was totally shocked that no one told her.

3. Meredith lives right down the road from where we work, so she had to take C to her house to get something she left there. Well C walked in and the first thing she said was, "This is all of it?" (ok mind you we have small apartments and C is used to seeing a big house) then she took a look around and then Mere said C said "where does your mom and dad’s room?" Mere said that C could not believe that you do not live with your mom and dad for the rest of your lives…she was very much so taken back by that comment.

4. From the day I have met C, I have been singing "Sweet Caroline….bum bum bum" since I have met her. Now she knows the words and she sings along. Well I didnt think she had probably ever heard the real version, so we found it on Youtube and it started playing Neil Diamond singing the first verse, and then when it broke out into the chorus and started singing "Sweet Caroline…bum bum bum…" C says…"well I didnt see THAT coming?" too funny, now she likes us to play it all the time!

5. Also C doesnt say all of certain words, she has made up her own personal vocabulary, but we have sorta figured it out and it is so cute. Here are some examples with the def.

sage= Massage, mote= remote, cital=recital, cise=exercise, spigeeto=misquito, puter=computer, cited=excited

I love when she says "mooder feerader"=movie theatre

1. The family and I went out to eat at a neat restuarant in the arts district here in Dallas. C was sitting by me and she was behaving very well. Hince we are in the arts district, and if Mere and I were to have dinner together, we would fit in just like everyone else around us in a "couple" sort of way…so say it ever so nicely. So the story continues…our waitress was a very….very….very BUTCH lady. She had a very short haircut, just like a man’s. So during dinner everything was going great. Then C dropped her flip flop on the ground, so our waitress helped her and picked it up. After our waitress left, C said "wow that was a very sweet man"…. So I had to tell her, no C that is a girl…she went by saying (very loudly mind you) "Gilly I promise I know girls and that is a girl", I told her no it wasnt…she said "Gilly she looks like a boy, she even talks like a boy, where is her hair?…she is a boy"…I then told her that some girls have short hair because they do not like ponytails so she likes to keep her hair short. C didnt buy this. I think the fam and I were about to die. Just as soon as we thought that C was over it at this point, the server comes back…C then says, "well what is that boys name?" so I asked and I think her name was Jennifer, so I told C and then she said, "well I guess that is a weird looking girl because I think that Jennifer is a girl name and it would be silly if a boy had that name"….after that C was fine with it…

2. Usually when I get to work, Mere has already called me to fill me in on what has happened during the day and has already told me about the kids behavior and such. So one morning the middle child was being terrible…I mean he was causing such a fit and everyone knew it. When I got to work this is what C said, "Gilly I have been good today, but Nance is kinda having a bad day, did you heared?"(this word rhymes with feared by the way).. I told her "yes I have already heard" and she said "arent you so proud it was not me being bad?"…I told her yes of course I was.

3. Today I was at work and C was playing and she came around the corner and was kinda whining, she said "Gilly I hurt myself, but I am not crying, because big girls dont cry, that’s what the song says…that is my song". and then she goes to sing "big girls dont cry" (the ferg version….)

thought you would enjoy some of these!

I laughed and I remembered that C calls bra’s boobie traps…where does a 3 year old get the things she says?…I dont know but I have a great time laughing….I hope you do as well…

but here is the funny part…So the three year old says to me…."Gelly arent your proud and not dissappointed that I went tinkle in the bed?"….

I told her…."Why should I be proud of you for going tinkle in the bed, when you are a big girl and you can use the potty"

She says, "Because I didnt go poop in the bed or the pool the whole time you were on your Georgia bacation.".

sounds impressive doesnt…..wow a whole 10 days… ha ha