Friday, May 30, 2008

The Coops Cured.

When it starts to get triple digits here in AZ, 
you spend some good quality time inside whether you want to or not.
  "Cooped up" is another word for that. 
Which essentially means, "I am BORED!" 
In Mesa, you can use the word "cooped" like this: 
 Claire: "Mom, I have the coops." 
Mom: "Oh darn, I hate the coops; why don't you go play paper dolls?"
Try it! No coops this weekend for us because our plans include:
-Yoga Saturday morning. 
-Teaching my silhouette class at the studio Saturday morning from 10-11(please come!)
-Send Mr. Nielson off on another night cross-country flight. 
-Make the Amish Friendship bread that my neighbor Tab gave me. Wahoo...finally! After ten days of squashing it, we finally get to make it! (no, Court, I won't be using my Easter cups)
 Does anyone want some??? Amish rule is you HAVE to send it on to three other friends!
-Mr. Nielson will take me on a date to see Indiana Jones with Lindsay and Spencer.
 (I need a babysitter...Maddy?)
- Get 150 names on Boss Nielson's petition form-he's running for something or other. 
-Feed the ducks at the park the left-over salmon burger buns with the kids.
-Car shop with Mr. Nielson (FYI... I really like '64 mustangs) 
-Clean the Lazona Estate. 
-Prepare for church.
-Make a paper chain with girls.TWENTY-ONE days until we visit UTAH.

Spiritual Enlightenment here.
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