Check out this cutie...

I thought I'd post this picture- This is "Baby Bee" She is my roommate's niece. Isn't she so sweet! Just want to kiss those cheeks.
Here is her Mommy's Blog.

By the way- guess who made the dress :-)

Bedtime Stories

Well, I don't know how many of those who know me personally know this, but, not only do I share a room with my roommate (hence the "roommate) but we also share a bed (there really isn't room for two- beds, that is).
You can probably imagine the silliness that is about to ensue.
Background: I have always prided myself in the knowledge that I am a "normal" sleeper. As far as I know, I've never snored, spoken in my sleep, walked in my sleep, or any of those other strange and goofy things that people do in their sleep. So, for the past month and a half, sharing a bed hasn't been a big deal.
Charity has only once spoken in her sleep (it was cute!) and mid-sentence she woke up with the realization of the fact that she was talking in her sleep and I was responding. She sheepishly said "Never mind" and that was the end of it. I wasn't even sure she had been asleep until the next morning when she told me.

Yesterday I was informed of something.
I poke. In my sleep, I poke.
I had a dream that I was picking something up, something that was on Charity's side of the bed. I don't think I ever really woke up, but somewhere in my sleepy stupor I realized that I had flopped my hand down on Charity's face! "Oops." I said (still completely asleep and just thinking it was funny) "Sorry" then I rolled over and forgot about whatever it was that I had tried to pick up.
Well, the next morning she told me that she didn't remember being slapped but she did remember being poked. Several times. Apparently, she was slightly more awake than I was (which I don't think I was at all), and when she realized that I was poking her she took hold of my hand and pushed it back over on to my side of the bed. My response? I held her hand. That reads way more embarrassing than it sounds.
Now we're sitting here laughing over it instead of going to sleep... Heh, sleep, that sounds like fun now, doesn't it?
:-D
Samia

Daisies and Dresses

Well, It's been a while- I dare someone to look back on all my posts and count how many times I've said that- but I'm back, I don't know where I went, Lala land I suppose.
Charity took me shopping again. Yes I bought something, but it was something I needed. Well, one of them was... I wish I had some of the pictures, but they're all on Charity's computer- maybe we'll post some later. Anyway, I bought a dress and two shirts, the dress is great, it's so cute and it could be used for formal or informal events, shoot- if I were a little bit more of a cutsie person I'd think about this style for bridesmaids! (not that I'm thinking about bridesmaids). The shirts are great too, I've always shied away from colorful clothing- especially pink. So- I bought a green shirt (very colorful- and plaid- because I'm in Texas)and a pink shirt. I bought the pink shirt because I needed something a little more modest and yet comfortable to wear on my bike rides, and this definitely fits the bill- and it's super flattering too! Actually, people have been telling me that this particular shade of pink makes my cheeks rosy- I'm slightly inclined to believe them :-)
I'm so excited- I paid off about one fifth of my student loans all at once the day before yesterday. One FIFTH! I only have four fifths to go!!
My finger nail broke off and my finger is sore- so typing isn't quite pleasant at the moment so I'm going to go... Au Revior!!
This morning I was told that yelling at me is like brutally crushing a pretty flower... (?)
Samia