Summer Reading

If you are looking for some summer reading, here is Gilbert Public School's Battle of the Books reading list for 2011-2012.  Most of these books, if not all, were awarded the Newberry Medal or Honor.  My homies and I selected The View From Saturday, The Lightning Theif, and Everything on a Waffle for our summer reading.  We're also reading The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn, because, you know, it's the greatest American novel, according to mi Amor.

Happy reading!

Frindle by Andrew Clements
Artemis Fowl by Eoin Colfer

Everything on a Waffle by Polly Horvath

Number the Stars by Lois Lowry

The Tale of Despereaux by Kate DiCamillo

Among the Hidden by Margaret Peterson Haddix

Bunnicula by James Howe

Island of the Blue Dolphins by Scott O'Dell

The View From Saturday by E.L. Konigsburg

Sarah, Plain and Tall by Patricia MacLachlan

The Lightning Thief by Rick Riordan

The Castle in the Attic by Elizabeth Winthrop

P.S. This post is dedicated to Jill Ison.


P.P.S Finding Daddy by Louise Plummer, the book my homgurl is holding in this picture, is a suspenseful thriller that your teen won't want to put down.

Women's Conference

Do you love this picture of mi madre-in-law and me?  The REAL reason I went to Women's Conference was to see this wonderful lady speak.  I adore Babs and all, but I really adore mi madre-in-law.  I thank her  all the time for raising such a wonderful son--you know, mi Amor.  I owe her a million-bazillion bucks for that foxy guy.

Anyhoo, a group of girlfriends and I travelled 10 hours from Gilbert to Provo just to hear her speak. We laughed all the way there and back as we discussed how to be better mothers to our children and better lovers to our husbands (in an appropriate RS way).  I came home a stronger woman, mother, and friend. 

Mi madre's talk touched all of our hearts and made us cry.  We think she did such a spectacular job that we suspect she'll be sitting in the red velvet chairs next general conference.

Busted

Guess who forgot to show up for her big day?  Bingo.

I'll post from jail.

Have a Nice Day

Two words: teacher's gift.

One of my homies loves his teacher more than he loves me.  That's why we had to buy her this blanket for our end of the year teacher thank you gift.  She's going to DIE because she loves Bon Jovi more than her husband, dog, and two cats.  She has vinyl quotes of his songs plastered all over the walls in her classroom.  Pray the blanket is delivered by this Thursday.

P.S. My homie and I are planning to sing "Never Say Goodbye" to her as our last and parting words.  Too over the top?

Babs Squared

I have a deep love for two ladies by the name of Barbara. The first Babs is Barbara Streisand. When I'm feeling sentimental, I'll blast "Superman" in the car and sing it to my homies through my microphone made of air. They laugh and laugh and tell me they can see why I like her.

My dad told me once that Babs wanted plastic surgery to make her nose smaller. The doctors said the surgery could alter her voice and she'd never sing the same again. She opted to keep her banana-shaped nose, and when I'm wishing I could alter my AA (double As), I think of Babs's example. Chances are, my new chest size would prevent me from doing perfect belly flops this summer, and that, mis amigas, would be a shame.

My deep love for Babs number two stems from this talk. As you can see, I chased her down in the parking lot during Women's Conference and asked for a picture. Can you believe how awesome we are together? I'm mailing her a BFF charm tonight.

P.S. Take notice of how my fingers are creeping, closer and closer. Abnormal hand placement?