D is for DEE, which is my middle name. I endured years of school where teachers asked me for it, and when I said it was Dee, they thought I misunderstood them and that I thought they wanted my middle initial. Sheesh. D is for all the DAVIDS in my life . . . DAVID B., who is my father and a great one at that. So glad to still have him with us. (Funny photo of my Dad above). DAVID #2, my nephew in Highland, UT who we rarely get to see, but when we do, he is always blessing us with his karate and piano skills. And finally DAVID Archuleta, who needs to marry Randee so that he can serenade us for life. I am sure he is searching profiles on facebook as we speak, looking for a homegrown Idaho girl . . yoink. (Sorry DAVID Cook. We love ya, but we were rooting for the sweet little Mormon boy from Utah). Then there's DARCY the DIVA. My oldest daughter, who has always liked the finer things in life (in her defense, she can be seen shopping at Goodwill as well). D is for our most favoritist aunt ever, Aunt DOT, who makes every family get-together fun. (But aunt Dot, where are MY pretty panties, huh?) Its also for DECORATING, which I love to do, on a shoestring budget, of course. We hope to get the upstairs done by Christmas. It has been a yearlong project, and its looking more beautiful all the time, thanks to handyman John. D is for DAUGHTRY. I haven't listened to a CD in years where I loved every song on it, and this is a winner. And lastly . . kudos to DIMPLES. Always loved the ones on Johnny's cheeks under his eyes, and Dana has them as well, and passed them on to the girls. I have them too . . I just wish mine were on my face. Argh. My favorite dimples of all time were Randelle Rutkowski Parker's. We will miss them but look forward to seeing them again in the hereafter.
Thursday, September 11, 2008
D is for . . .
D is for DEE, which is my middle name. I endured years of school where teachers asked me for it, and when I said it was Dee, they thought I misunderstood them and that I thought they wanted my middle initial. Sheesh. D is for all the DAVIDS in my life . . . DAVID B., who is my father and a great one at that. So glad to still have him with us. (Funny photo of my Dad above). DAVID #2, my nephew in Highland, UT who we rarely get to see, but when we do, he is always blessing us with his karate and piano skills. And finally DAVID Archuleta, who needs to marry Randee so that he can serenade us for life. I am sure he is searching profiles on facebook as we speak, looking for a homegrown Idaho girl . . yoink. (Sorry DAVID Cook. We love ya, but we were rooting for the sweet little Mormon boy from Utah). Then there's DARCY the DIVA. My oldest daughter, who has always liked the finer things in life (in her defense, she can be seen shopping at Goodwill as well). D is for our most favoritist aunt ever, Aunt DOT, who makes every family get-together fun. (But aunt Dot, where are MY pretty panties, huh?) Its also for DECORATING, which I love to do, on a shoestring budget, of course. We hope to get the upstairs done by Christmas. It has been a yearlong project, and its looking more beautiful all the time, thanks to handyman John. D is for DAUGHTRY. I haven't listened to a CD in years where I loved every song on it, and this is a winner. And lastly . . kudos to DIMPLES. Always loved the ones on Johnny's cheeks under his eyes, and Dana has them as well, and passed them on to the girls. I have them too . . I just wish mine were on my face. Argh. My favorite dimples of all time were Randelle Rutkowski Parker's. We will miss them but look forward to seeing them again in the hereafter.
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I can't believe that you forgot "Dot" in your "D's" for your favorite sister-in-law! LOL
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