My life as a 10 year old

Well, howdy loyal readers. I know I haven't posted in two months... the baby, Beth, the hubby and work are the main focus of my life, which means I have been neglecting all my friends!

Beth is running for Student Body President... my little drama queen is going to make name for herself in politics! I'm so proud! Her campaign strategy is really unique and ingeniuos. She has promised crazy sock day (who wouldn't like crazy sock day), hippie day (ah, I remember those times myself) and wants to institute a monthly, school-wide vote on what is the best lunch. The lunch winner will then be served again on an upcoming Friday! What great ideas! If only someone was this creative at my work. Good food and fun games make us all happy!

Beth has been practicing her speech in front of the mirror, the dog and the baby. It reminds me so much of me at age 10. I too gave a speech in front of the entire school. I was a finalist in the 5th grade speech contest. To commemorate the event, my mother bought me the ultimate in '80s fashion: a puffy paint, neon shirt and a matching spandex skort. When it was my turn to speak, I got through one full minute before completely freezing. I looked out at the crowd, silent for about 20 seconds. I spotted my mother in the back row...she was crying. Then I saw this really cool sixth grader who mouthed, "You can do it!" What a wonderful, cheesy '80s movie moment. But it's true, which makes it all the better.

Well, I finished that speech and got third place (in other words, last place). I was teased for months by the class bully, who called me a hippie, which at the time really angered me. She also called me dog, which sucked and made me cry.

You can believe Beth is practicing her speech in front of the mirror, the dog and the baby. I won't be crying for her next Wednesday. This little know-it-all is going to knock everyone's socks off and get elected. And, if she doensn't, I'll have to make her consoladation prize better than the on my mom got me... a training bra.