I don't know, what do y'all think of my new widget? (Look to your right.) I like the idea of building a community for my blog--so I put this little box up that allows readers to "join." Now I'm feeling a little insecure, though. It's kinda like inviting all the cool kids to your birthday party, and then waiting to see if anyone shows up.
By the by, this actually happened to me in the seventh grade (the first time I was in seventh grade, in Florida), and nobody came, except for my one best friend, who was just as nerdy as me.
The tide turned the following year. My family moved back to Iowa, and I repeated the seventh grade at Anson Middle School in Marshalltown. That year, my birthday party ROCKED. Not only did I throw a successful pool party--I also managed to get myself and 8 other little girls arrested for curfew through a botched T.P.-ing outing at 2:00 in the morning.
My poor mom and dad. They met most of my friends' parents for the first time AT THE POLICE STATION.
I try not to think too much about karma when it comes to the future of my children, especially my strong-willed and fiery daughter. If paybacks are hell, then I expect that my hair will be ALL gray before Mae graduates from high school.
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And by high school -- if your pictures from that era are any indication -- you were the girl everyone wanted to know. Or at least the boys. ;)
*blush*
Even if that was true, I was just as insecure as any other teenaged girl.
funny! I never heard that story before! Someday we'll prolly be picking up our girls at the police station, too. Oh, the memories to come...
p.s. I removed the widget referenced in this post. It was a FAIL.
Well, I just showed up here this morning and went looking for the widget...too late.
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