Update on the Junk Queens
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| Mon, 07-03-2006 - 3:28pm |
The Great Junk Queen Translator has finally arrived and I couldn't be happier! Save, of course, for if the darned trailer had never shown up in the first place.
My mother showed up yesterday and took my DGM (her mother) in hand. My mother, AKA: Hippylady, is the queen of all Junk Queens, has a five achre lot full of weird stuff to prove it, but even she has rules about the collection of Crapolla. She is, at this very moment, trying to impart with some of her wisdom to DGM in order to get all this ~badword~ out of here. "You can't expect a kid, especially a teenager, to wear something they don't like. We don't force ugly hand-me-downs on kids. And 'ugly' is a matter of oppinion. In this case HER oppinion, not yours. She has enough clothes, it's not like she has nothing to wear or anything...."
She's also pointed out that "the only way she's going to learn to take care of herself is by doing it under her mother's tutilage." thus, the argument over this kid in the kitchen has settled a bit. Hippylady also made DGM sit and watch as DD 11 made breakfast for everyone this morning. "You ever wonder why the Hippykid (that would be me) has a couch in her kitchen? It's the Peanut Gallery; it's where her audience sits. So lets sit on the Peanut Gallery and watch the budding chef in action...." DGM figured out that DD 11 not only knows her way around the kitchen but absolutely loves to cook and show off her skills.
We still have TONS of boxes to get through, but with HIppylady here it will run more smooothly.
I hear sceaming, gotta go.


LOL! I love "seeing" a snapshot of your life! the Junk Queens sound like a hoot or h3!! depending on whether you're outside looking in or on the inside dealing!
Betsy
Go HIPPYLADY! I knew I liked her for a reason. My carpets still thank her infinite wisdom.
Have a nice visit with mom!
Renee
I'm writing a book (itterally) about what it's like to be me. Of course, it's presented as a seriously fictional Science Fiction with Fantastical edges, but in many strange and bazaar ways it's still me.
Hey Renee, Hippylady looked at me this morning and said "I know you. You're Debron."
How's that for insight?
Sounds like you have a way cool mom who got there just in time! I'd love to read your book.
Kelly
I can see that help arrived. Did you call her or pray really hard. I am glad that she set things straight with you DGM... Kepp us posted of the crapolla boxes..
HUGS to you
Tina
Yay!!
HippyLady to the rescue! Every home should have one...
-Paula
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Sounds like a wise woman. Then I get to be Ayllan, lol.
"Then I get to be Ayllan, lol."
And who said you weren't? You have to remember though that if I'm Debron and you're Ayllan then your just one of my many many personalities. At least Paula has her own character, and thus, is one of the voices in my head and gets to tell me what to do....
At least Paula has her own character, and thus, is one of the voices in my head and gets to tell me what to do....
Ah-HA
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