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I'm in Sarasota right now. I'm in the middle of Staff training for camp...so I'm staying at my grandparents house because our house down here isnt finished yet.
speaking of the house...It looks incredible! I took some pictures of it...but I won't be able to put them on here until I get back home. the floors look great and everything is coming together really nicely.....and I have a tan....which makes everything better. I HAVE FINALLY REMEDIED MY PASTY PALENESS! woot.
its always interesting coming down here. my family is insane.
As excited as I am that we have this new house down here, and that some real progress is being made, I hate going to the house with my mom. She is always changing things and fucking things up. I know, I know....If I were the one spending x million dollars on a house...I would want it to be perfect, too...but enough is enough already. this whole thing would be easier if the people at West Elm would just get our orders right the first time...but that would be asking too much.
ahhhhh...I wish I was at home.
haha. I have to give my family credit. No matter where they go...in true old jewish lady style...they have to try and set me up with " the nicest guy. Kaley, he's adorable and he's going to New College...which means he'll be living here." that's great....but I really don't care. I mean, I appreciate their efforts...but, if it were up to them, they would arrange my marriage for me.oy.
so...my brother is up at Camp Coleman right now, and one of the rules is that you can't bring food into camp, nor can your parents send you any candy in your packages...and to make sure that no one send candy through the mail...they check all of the packages before they give them to you. Well, my brother wrote a letter and asked us to send him candy...so mom bought him some Sour Patch Kids and Jelly Beans..and made a small, square pillow(like that ones that you make in arts and crafts when you're little) and stuffed it with the candy. Leo would have to cut the pillow open to get the candy out. Well, we mailed the package, and it got to camp, and the lady was checking the package and she got suspicious of the pillow. By the way, my mom had put a tag on the pillow that said " a buckwheat pillow made for leo by you cousin savannah". So the lady called mom and said: "Does leo have a cousin named savannah, because she made him a pillow, and I think the pillow may be stuffed with candy". My mom starts freaking out because she doesn't want leo to get in trouble. She says, "Well, Savannah is just 8, so I don't think she would do something like that". The lady buys it, and is about to give leo the pillow when Amy Smiler told her to cut the pillow open anyway....needless to say, they found the candy and Leo was PISSED! I wish they would have put him in a cabin where one of my NFTY friends was the counselor so that i could send candy through them!
I wish I was at Coleman right now. I miss it so much!
speaking of the house...It looks incredible! I took some pictures of it...but I won't be able to put them on here until I get back home. the floors look great and everything is coming together really nicely.....and I have a tan....which makes everything better. I HAVE FINALLY REMEDIED MY PASTY PALENESS! woot.
its always interesting coming down here. my family is insane.
As excited as I am that we have this new house down here, and that some real progress is being made, I hate going to the house with my mom. She is always changing things and fucking things up. I know, I know....If I were the one spending x million dollars on a house...I would want it to be perfect, too...but enough is enough already. this whole thing would be easier if the people at West Elm would just get our orders right the first time...but that would be asking too much.
ahhhhh...I wish I was at home.
haha. I have to give my family credit. No matter where they go...in true old jewish lady style...they have to try and set me up with " the nicest guy. Kaley, he's adorable and he's going to New College...which means he'll be living here." that's great....but I really don't care. I mean, I appreciate their efforts...but, if it were up to them, they would arrange my marriage for me.oy.
so...my brother is up at Camp Coleman right now, and one of the rules is that you can't bring food into camp, nor can your parents send you any candy in your packages...and to make sure that no one send candy through the mail...they check all of the packages before they give them to you. Well, my brother wrote a letter and asked us to send him candy...so mom bought him some Sour Patch Kids and Jelly Beans..and made a small, square pillow(like that ones that you make in arts and crafts when you're little) and stuffed it with the candy. Leo would have to cut the pillow open to get the candy out. Well, we mailed the package, and it got to camp, and the lady was checking the package and she got suspicious of the pillow. By the way, my mom had put a tag on the pillow that said " a buckwheat pillow made for leo by you cousin savannah". So the lady called mom and said: "Does leo have a cousin named savannah, because she made him a pillow, and I think the pillow may be stuffed with candy". My mom starts freaking out because she doesn't want leo to get in trouble. She says, "Well, Savannah is just 8, so I don't think she would do something like that". The lady buys it, and is about to give leo the pillow when Amy Smiler told her to cut the pillow open anyway....needless to say, they found the candy and Leo was PISSED! I wish they would have put him in a cabin where one of my NFTY friends was the counselor so that i could send candy through them!
I wish I was at Coleman right now. I miss it so much!