Missi's big night

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As you can see I am the luckiest woman on the planet. My little girl went to her first formal last night and obviously she was truly a vision.
She was so calm and cool. More than i thought she would be. Her date was a cute shy young man, but as we all know those are the ones to be careful of. LOL
She had a great time and cant wait to get dolled up again for prom. (If she gets asked of o\course)
They went in a limousine and she got some beautiful roses. i am so happy for her she has had a few rough years with being the LITTLE sister and I think she has hit her stride now and coming out of her shell. Now nelieve you me she is not candidate for Miss AMerica, she may look good but she is certainly opinionated, and not afraid to speak her mind. so red carpet... not so much, cover of vogue. Yeah...
Other pics of the house. My guy and our son hanging around tweaking things this am. As you can tell we are getting there, but not quite yet. I am happy though.
I think I am really happy as a matter of fact.

PS Here is a good one for you all concerning Karma.
Ya know how I have been pining away for the old house. well the other day i took a look down the street and saw the old pool in the old yard and was feeling kinda sad. Not even 24 hours later we get a call from our old neighbor,
The pool collapsed and the whole thing is gone. Into the neighbors yard. Just like on home videos the side collapsed and wooosh down the street it went.
SO I wasnt meant to be there or else I would be picking up pool pieces at the moment ind\stead of nails and shingles left out in the yard.
I am good and ANdy is away for the week. I am going to work really hard this week to get some homey touches going so when he gets home he will feel HOME.
Love to all.

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