I discovered this on my friend Missy's Blog, and thought it might kick-start my list too. (She pretty much motivates me to do many many things, and her wonderful husband blames me for motivating her to do many others....lol) Things I have done... It’s sort of like that game we used to play “I’ve Never…” but in reverse...The things in red are the things I’ve done...
Copy it and publish your list!!
01. Bought everyone in the bar a drink
02. Swam with wild dolphins
03. Climbed a mountain
04. Taken a Ferrari for a test drive
05. Been inside the Great Pyramid
06. Held a tarantula
07. Taken a candlelit bath with someone
08. Said “I love you’ and meant it
09. Hugged a tree
10. Bungee jumped
11. Visited Paris (does the one the one in vegas count?)
12. Watched a lightning storm at sea
13. Seen the Northern Lights
14. Stayed up all night long and saw the sun rise
15. Gone to a huge sports game (and survived the crush afterwards)
16. Walked the stairs to the top of the leaning Tower of Pisa
17. Grown and eaten your own vegetables
18. Touched an iceberg
19. Slept under the stars
20. Changed a baby’s diaper
21. Taken a trip in a hot air balloon
22. Watched a meteor shower
23. Gotten drunk on champagne
24. Given more than you can afford to charity
25. Looked up at the night sky through a telescope
26. Had an uncontrollable giggling fit at the worst possible moment
27. Had a food fight
28. Bet on a winning horse
29. Asked out a stranger
30. Had a snowball fight
31. Screamed as loudly as you possibly can
32. Held a lamb
33. Seen a total eclipse
34. Ridden a roller coaster
35. Hit a home run
36. Danced like a fool and not cared who was looking
37. Adopted an accent for an entire day
38. Actually felt happy about your life, even for just a moment
39. Had two hard drives for your computer
40. Visited all 50 states
41. Taken care of someone who was drunk
42. Had amazing friends
43. Danced with a stranger in a foreign country
44. Watched wild whales
45. Stolen a sign
46. Backpacked in Europe
47. Taken a road-trip
48. Gone rock climbing
49. Midnight walk on the beach
50. Gone sky diving
51. Visited Ireland
52. Been heartbroken longer than you were actually in love
53. In a restaurant, sat at a stranger’s table and had a meal with them
54. Visited Japan
55. Milked a cow
56. Alphabetized your CDs
57. Pretended to be a superhero
58. Sung karaoke
59. Lounged around in bed all day
60. Posed nude in front of strangers
61. Gone scuba diving
62. Kissed in the rain
63. Played in the mud
64. Played in the rain
65. Gone to a drive-in theater
66. Visited the Great Wall of China
67. Started a business
68. Fallen in love and not had your heart broken
69. Toured ancient sites
70. Taken a martial arts class
71. Played D&D for more than 6 hours straight
72. Gotten married
73. Been in a movie
74. Crashed a party
75. Gotten divorced
76. Gone without food for 5 days
77. Made cookies from scratch
78. Won first prize in a costume contest
79. Ridden a gondola in Venice
80. Gotten a tattoo
81. Rafted the Snake River
82. Been on television news programs as an “expert”
83. Got flowers for no reason
84. Performed on stage
85. Been to Las Vegas
86. Recorded music
87. Eaten shark
88. Had your photo taken with a Celebrity
89. Gone to Thailand
90. Bought a house
91. Been in a combat zone
92. Buried one/both of your parents
93. Been on a cruise ship
94. Spoken more than one language fluently
95. Performed in Rocky Horror
96. Raised children (pink because I am in the process)
97. Followed your favorite band/singer on tour
99. Taken an exotic bicycle tour in a foreign country
100. Picked up and moved to another city to just start over
101. Walked the Golden Gate Bridge
102. Sang loudly in the car, and didn’t stop when you knew someone was looking
103. Had plastic surgery
104. Survived an accident that you shouldn’t have survived
105. Wrote articles for a large publication
106. Lost over 100 pounds
107. Held someone while they were having a flashback
108. Piloted an airplane
109. Petted a stingray
110. Broken someone’s heart
111. Helped an animal give birth
112. Won money on a T.V. game show
113. Broken a bone
114. Gone on an African photo safari
115. Had a body part of yours below the neck pierced
116. Fired a rifle, shotgun, or pistol
117. Eaten mushrooms that were gathered in the wild
118. Ridden a horse
119. Had major surgery
120. Had a snake as a pet
121. Hiked to the bottom of the Grand Canyon
122. Slept for more than 30 hours over the course of 48 hours
123. Visited more foreign countries than U.S. states
124. Visited all 7 continents
125. Taken a canoe trip that lasted more than 2 days
126. Eaten kangaroo meat
127. Eaten sushi
128. Had your picture in the newspaper
129. Changed someone’s mind about something you care deeply about
130. Gone back to school
131. Parasailed
132. Petted a cockroach
133. Eaten fried green tomatoes
134. Read The Iliad - and the Odyssey
135. Selected one “important” author who you missed in school, and read
136. Killed and prepared an animal for eating
137. Skipped all your school reunions
138. Communicated with someone without sharing a common spoken language
139. Been elected to public office
140. Written your own computer language
141. Thought to yourself that you’re living your dream
142. Had to put someone you love into hospice care
143. Built your own PC from parts
144. Sold your own artwork to someone who didn’t know you
145. Had a booth at a fair
146. Dyed your hair
147. Been a DJ
148. Shaved your head
149. Caused a car accident
150. Saved someone’s life
Tuesday, January 23, 2007
Tuesday, January 09, 2007
50 Things about me.
1. I am a mom to two of the coolest kids on earth.
2. I love caramel coffee and vitamin water.
3. I married a man I truly respect and admire.
4. Up until I was 25 or so, if people had to describe me they would say ' that little girl who dances.'
5. My husband has never seen me perform.
6. I have a freckle on the bottom of my left pinkie toe.
7. When I was little my dream was to be a Disney World performer.
8. I have danced at Disney World.
9. I could live off of Boathouse Farms smoothies and sugared nuts.
10. I love sushi.
11. I love food way more than I should.
12. My favorite smell is the beach air on a breezy evening.
13. I have a tendency to take way too many pictures.
14. I have 1 sister, and whenever we are together, people assume she is the oldest.
15. I am 5 1/2 years older than my sister.
16. I still get carded.
17. I am NOT a morning person.
18. I love getting massages.
19. I sometimes am afraid to try things because I don’t want to fail or disappoint anyone.
20. I enjoy sarcasm and I have a very dry wit, which unfortunately is off-putting to some people.
21. I really miss dancing.
22. I still talk to my parents on the phone every day.
23. I have 5 scars on my abdomen between my groin and my belly button. (2 hernias, appendectomy & 2
c -sections).
24. No I will not let you play tic tac toe down there.
25. I love getting flowers for no reason.
26. I’ve had my heart broken twice.
27. In retrospect, I have really only truly loved one person in my life.
28. I don't have an internal filtering device and I just say whatever comes to mind, like it or not, you are
going to know exactly how I feel at all times.
29. If I could have 1 wish it would be that I could hear my son speak.
30. One of my secret ambitions is to try acting.
31. I think my husband has a great butt.
32. I’m not afraid to stand up for myself or for others.
33. I love learning.
34. Kids love me.
35. Both of my TIVOs are 90% full at all times.
36. I have no trouble remembering movies, television, or weird trivia about actors/celebrities, like there is
a special place in my cerebral cortex just for that information.
37. I often compare people's life situations to situational television. ie... mid conversation someone says "so
my friend is getting married, and she asked a bridesmaid to pick up her dress, turns out her friend decides
to try it on and wear it around her apt!" my response is "OhMiGod, she pulled a Monica" (Friends
reference)
38. I had my Master's Degree by the time I was 25.
39. I am a very loyal person.
40. I am a die hard Red Sox Fan.
41. I am pretty crafty.
42. I wish I were better at keeping a journal.
43. I have over 20 pairs of jeans and each pair has a name.
44. I love cuddling.
45. I’m a big chicken and hate scary movies. I was once scared by Fantasy Island when I was little. I still
can't look at a pile of rocks without having a weird Blair Witch flashback panic attack.
46. I love to sing, and sometimes belt out tunes in my car like I am singing for Simon, Paula and Randy.
47. I cannot carry a tune to save my life.
48. I have to stay busy or I will go crazy.
49. In some ways I believe Julia Louis Dryfus and I were separated at birth, I am very much like a fusion of
Elaine Bennis and Christine Campbell.
50. I do a mean Elaine dance...
2. I love caramel coffee and vitamin water.
3. I married a man I truly respect and admire.
4. Up until I was 25 or so, if people had to describe me they would say ' that little girl who dances.'
5. My husband has never seen me perform.
6. I have a freckle on the bottom of my left pinkie toe.
7. When I was little my dream was to be a Disney World performer.
8. I have danced at Disney World.
9. I could live off of Boathouse Farms smoothies and sugared nuts.
10. I love sushi.
11. I love food way more than I should.
12. My favorite smell is the beach air on a breezy evening.
13. I have a tendency to take way too many pictures.
14. I have 1 sister, and whenever we are together, people assume she is the oldest.
15. I am 5 1/2 years older than my sister.
16. I still get carded.
17. I am NOT a morning person.
18. I love getting massages.
19. I sometimes am afraid to try things because I don’t want to fail or disappoint anyone.
20. I enjoy sarcasm and I have a very dry wit, which unfortunately is off-putting to some people.
21. I really miss dancing.
22. I still talk to my parents on the phone every day.
23. I have 5 scars on my abdomen between my groin and my belly button. (2 hernias, appendectomy & 2
c -sections).
24. No I will not let you play tic tac toe down there.
25. I love getting flowers for no reason.
26. I’ve had my heart broken twice.
27. In retrospect, I have really only truly loved one person in my life.
28. I don't have an internal filtering device and I just say whatever comes to mind, like it or not, you are
going to know exactly how I feel at all times.
29. If I could have 1 wish it would be that I could hear my son speak.
30. One of my secret ambitions is to try acting.
31. I think my husband has a great butt.
32. I’m not afraid to stand up for myself or for others.
33. I love learning.
34. Kids love me.
35. Both of my TIVOs are 90% full at all times.
36. I have no trouble remembering movies, television, or weird trivia about actors/celebrities, like there is
a special place in my cerebral cortex just for that information.
37. I often compare people's life situations to situational television. ie... mid conversation someone says "so
my friend is getting married, and she asked a bridesmaid to pick up her dress, turns out her friend decides
to try it on and wear it around her apt!" my response is "OhMiGod, she pulled a Monica" (Friends
reference)
38. I had my Master's Degree by the time I was 25.
39. I am a very loyal person.
40. I am a die hard Red Sox Fan.
41. I am pretty crafty.
42. I wish I were better at keeping a journal.
43. I have over 20 pairs of jeans and each pair has a name.
44. I love cuddling.
45. I’m a big chicken and hate scary movies. I was once scared by Fantasy Island when I was little. I still
can't look at a pile of rocks without having a weird Blair Witch flashback panic attack.
46. I love to sing, and sometimes belt out tunes in my car like I am singing for Simon, Paula and Randy.
47. I cannot carry a tune to save my life.
48. I have to stay busy or I will go crazy.
49. In some ways I believe Julia Louis Dryfus and I were separated at birth, I am very much like a fusion of
Elaine Bennis and Christine Campbell.
50. I do a mean Elaine dance...
Thursday, December 07, 2006
I received this article yesterday from a vivacious woman whom I admire greatly. When I read it, it made me smile as I can certainly relate. I wrote to Viki and asked her for permission to put it on the blog, and without further ado....
Honk if you are a “Spectrum Mom”
By Viki Gayhardt
This fall, my husband and I decided it was time to put our old car out to pasture and look for something newer and bigger. Our reliable 1995 Dodge Intrepid had seen us safely through many memorable road trips and a decade of New England winters, but it was time to get a roomier vehicle to accommodate not only my son’s growing legs, but also the ever-increasing mileage we seem to put on our cars.
When the unsuspecting young car salesman approached us and suggested that perhaps a mini-van might best suit our driving needs, I nearly snapped his head off in my reply, “You’ll see me dead before I’ll drive a mini-van.” After pulling the poor guy off the floor, I apologized as I dusted him off and inwardly asked myself what was wrong with me? What is it that makes me sensitive to something so seemingly innocent as the suggestion of driving a mini-van? After some soul searching, the answer became obvious: it’s the association. I associate mini-vans with the stereotypical idea of “soccer mom,” and I am anything but a soccer mom.
I like to think that I am a “recovered” judgmental person. Because of the experience of mothering two children with autism spectrum disorder I’ve learned how painful judgment can be when on the receiving end of it, so I try my best to live the golden rule: “Treat others the way you want to be treated.” Therefore, I’ve picked my own brain to get at the seeds of my disdain for any association with “soccer moms,” as I know there are many out there who are very nice ladies (I actually know some), and I think I’ve unearthed the roots.
When my daughter was around five, many moons ago, she was fully included in the local Kindergarten/ Daycare. All the parents were excited that their kids were of the age to begin recreational soccer. Living in a small rural town and being a parent trained in inclusion, I signed my girl up for soccer with all her peers and hoped for the best. Needless to say it was a disaster. My daughter would tantrum when she didn’t get the ball kicked to her, and if she had the ball, she would tantrum when another kid tried to kick it away. She cringed at the sound of the coach’s whistle, became distracted by a bystander’s dog, and picked handfuls of grass in the field to throw over her head. I couldn't support her during the practices as I was too busy running after my toddler son, also on the spectrum, who kept heading for the soccer ball in play, and more frightening, for the woods that lined the field.
Soccer practice was a nightmarish failure on display to a community that didn’t know how to support us and didn’t seem interested in doing so anyway (in hindsight I know there were exceptions, but I was too distracted and hurt to notice). Soccer practice was the realization that no matter how much I might support my kids and desire that they be included like every other kid, there were some things that they simply wouldn’t be able to do successfully. I think this is where my disdain for the term “soccer mom” stems from: that early realization that my life as a mother of two children with autism was so different, so removed, and so alien to all those other mothers on the sidelines. I was resentful that they had the luxury of chatting with each other without worry and distraction, spending those lovely fall afternoons making social connections that would tie them to the community while I, tearfully leaving the soccer field with a screaming child under each arm, developed a disdain for soccer and all the “normal” moms that happily experienced the sport through their “normal” kids.
Time and wisdom heal old wounds (and allows old soccer balls to deflate and wind up on the bottom of a pile of unused toys in the basement). But seeing me in my new SUV, frazzled and disheveled, with my two good looking kids riding shot gun, zooming them from here to there, cell phone to my ear with papers loosely flapping in the back seat, one might easily mistake me for a soccer mom, too. I can’t let that happen. I’ve worked too hard at the autism thing to be mistaken for a parent who has built a social life around Pee Wee sports. Alas, I am the antithesis of Soccer Mom….I am Spectrum Mom!
The increasing miles put on my car are not from soccer and dance practices, or from taking my kids to social outings at the mall or a friend’s house, or from going to the gym for some “me time” at a Pilate's class. Instead, my mileage compiles going to and from two different school districts, to therapies half a state away from where we reside, to Special Olympic events, to conferences and appointments regarding autism, IEP’s, transitional services, medication management, social skills classes, and legislative issues, while stopping at various drive-through restaurants for those French fries that seemingly sustain my son’s very life. I do not chat on my cell phone with friends or neighbors about the latest town gossip, or to complain about how busy my children are with their friends. Instead, I use my cell phone to communicate with the vast network of people with whom I work and are involved because of autism.
We are another species from another culture, we Spectrum Moms. Vastly different from Soccer Moms, and yet with slight similarities that may confuse the untrained eye. I want people to be clear about who we are because we deserve the respect that is inherent to working so darned hard to support our kids. To avoid any cases of mistaken identity, I designed a car magnet to mock the “soccer mom” magnets, and so we will recognize each other on the road when the rocking figure in the passenger seat is not obvious enough for us to notice one another in our distraction and race to get to the next appointment or therapy. I am proud of all my sisters, Spectrum Moms, as I am of myself, for “persevering” in the face of indifference, for finding unending strength, courage, and humor in the little things, and for insisting that the world see our beautiful children as we see them.
So if you see me out on the road in my new SUV with a donut hanging out of my mouth and a “Spectrum Mom” car magnet where you might expect to find a soccer mom decal, honk if you are a Spectrum Mom, too! Your smile, amidst the bags under your eyes and through the Chicken McNugget grease on your car window, will make my day!
Viki Gayhardt is the proud mother of two adolescent children with ASD, a board member of the Autism Society of New Hampshire, and an autism family support specialist. To learn more about “Spectrum Mom,” and the car magnet, please visit www.stitches4autism.com or email VSGayhardt@yahoo.com.
Honk if you are a “Spectrum Mom”
By Viki Gayhardt
This fall, my husband and I decided it was time to put our old car out to pasture and look for something newer and bigger. Our reliable 1995 Dodge Intrepid had seen us safely through many memorable road trips and a decade of New England winters, but it was time to get a roomier vehicle to accommodate not only my son’s growing legs, but also the ever-increasing mileage we seem to put on our cars.
When the unsuspecting young car salesman approached us and suggested that perhaps a mini-van might best suit our driving needs, I nearly snapped his head off in my reply, “You’ll see me dead before I’ll drive a mini-van.” After pulling the poor guy off the floor, I apologized as I dusted him off and inwardly asked myself what was wrong with me? What is it that makes me sensitive to something so seemingly innocent as the suggestion of driving a mini-van? After some soul searching, the answer became obvious: it’s the association. I associate mini-vans with the stereotypical idea of “soccer mom,” and I am anything but a soccer mom.
I like to think that I am a “recovered” judgmental person. Because of the experience of mothering two children with autism spectrum disorder I’ve learned how painful judgment can be when on the receiving end of it, so I try my best to live the golden rule: “Treat others the way you want to be treated.” Therefore, I’ve picked my own brain to get at the seeds of my disdain for any association with “soccer moms,” as I know there are many out there who are very nice ladies (I actually know some), and I think I’ve unearthed the roots.
When my daughter was around five, many moons ago, she was fully included in the local Kindergarten/ Daycare. All the parents were excited that their kids were of the age to begin recreational soccer. Living in a small rural town and being a parent trained in inclusion, I signed my girl up for soccer with all her peers and hoped for the best. Needless to say it was a disaster. My daughter would tantrum when she didn’t get the ball kicked to her, and if she had the ball, she would tantrum when another kid tried to kick it away. She cringed at the sound of the coach’s whistle, became distracted by a bystander’s dog, and picked handfuls of grass in the field to throw over her head. I couldn't support her during the practices as I was too busy running after my toddler son, also on the spectrum, who kept heading for the soccer ball in play, and more frightening, for the woods that lined the field.
Soccer practice was a nightmarish failure on display to a community that didn’t know how to support us and didn’t seem interested in doing so anyway (in hindsight I know there were exceptions, but I was too distracted and hurt to notice). Soccer practice was the realization that no matter how much I might support my kids and desire that they be included like every other kid, there were some things that they simply wouldn’t be able to do successfully. I think this is where my disdain for the term “soccer mom” stems from: that early realization that my life as a mother of two children with autism was so different, so removed, and so alien to all those other mothers on the sidelines. I was resentful that they had the luxury of chatting with each other without worry and distraction, spending those lovely fall afternoons making social connections that would tie them to the community while I, tearfully leaving the soccer field with a screaming child under each arm, developed a disdain for soccer and all the “normal” moms that happily experienced the sport through their “normal” kids.
Time and wisdom heal old wounds (and allows old soccer balls to deflate and wind up on the bottom of a pile of unused toys in the basement). But seeing me in my new SUV, frazzled and disheveled, with my two good looking kids riding shot gun, zooming them from here to there, cell phone to my ear with papers loosely flapping in the back seat, one might easily mistake me for a soccer mom, too. I can’t let that happen. I’ve worked too hard at the autism thing to be mistaken for a parent who has built a social life around Pee Wee sports. Alas, I am the antithesis of Soccer Mom….I am Spectrum Mom!
The increasing miles put on my car are not from soccer and dance practices, or from taking my kids to social outings at the mall or a friend’s house, or from going to the gym for some “me time” at a Pilate's class. Instead, my mileage compiles going to and from two different school districts, to therapies half a state away from where we reside, to Special Olympic events, to conferences and appointments regarding autism, IEP’s, transitional services, medication management, social skills classes, and legislative issues, while stopping at various drive-through restaurants for those French fries that seemingly sustain my son’s very life. I do not chat on my cell phone with friends or neighbors about the latest town gossip, or to complain about how busy my children are with their friends. Instead, I use my cell phone to communicate with the vast network of people with whom I work and are involved because of autism.
We are another species from another culture, we Spectrum Moms. Vastly different from Soccer Moms, and yet with slight similarities that may confuse the untrained eye. I want people to be clear about who we are because we deserve the respect that is inherent to working so darned hard to support our kids. To avoid any cases of mistaken identity, I designed a car magnet to mock the “soccer mom” magnets, and so we will recognize each other on the road when the rocking figure in the passenger seat is not obvious enough for us to notice one another in our distraction and race to get to the next appointment or therapy. I am proud of all my sisters, Spectrum Moms, as I am of myself, for “persevering” in the face of indifference, for finding unending strength, courage, and humor in the little things, and for insisting that the world see our beautiful children as we see them.
So if you see me out on the road in my new SUV with a donut hanging out of my mouth and a “Spectrum Mom” car magnet where you might expect to find a soccer mom decal, honk if you are a Spectrum Mom, too! Your smile, amidst the bags under your eyes and through the Chicken McNugget grease on your car window, will make my day!
Viki Gayhardt is the proud mother of two adolescent children with ASD, a board member of the Autism Society of New Hampshire, and an autism family support specialist. To learn more about “Spectrum Mom,” and the car magnet, please visit www.stitches4autism.com or email VSGayhardt@yahoo.com.
Wednesday, December 06, 2006
Time for a new post
It was brought to my attention that my blog is severely outdated (by a co-worker of my husband's) not exactly my target audience, but ok Tom, this is for you. So much has happened since my last post I thought I would just give some highlights a la my man David Letterman.... so here it goes
The Top 10 things I have done/have happened to me/are going on/ that are worth mentioning since the last post (way back in Sept.)
#10 We finally broke down and ordered a sleep number bed! ( it will be here in a week)
#9 I went back on my organic/raw/no wheat product diet and I have been feeling so much better (added bonus, I lost 5 lbs.)
#8 I was Nominated and then Elected to be on the Board of Directors for the FG Syndrome Family Alliance. (this was out of the blue, but a huge honor, and I accepted.)
#7 (technically this hasn't happened yet, and I hope the ju-ju gods don't jinx me) but on Friday, I am going to meet Jason Varitek!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
#6 I reconnected with some old friends and it was so great to see them and catch up...
#5 John retired from the Marine Corps after 10 years, which was a difficult thing for him to do so he could get us back to New England with family and friends. He just graduated from the police academy and the boys love having him home for dinner at night!!
#4 I have been on 7 dates with my husband (more than we've been on since our oldest son was born)
#3 I fell in love with my husband all over again....
#2 My boys each got their 1st report cards this week and I am unbelievably proud of all they have accomplished.
#1 Spent the first Thanksgiving at my mom's house in 4 years, it was Awesome!
The Top 10 things I have done/have happened to me/are going on/ that are worth mentioning since the last post (way back in Sept.)
#10 We finally broke down and ordered a sleep number bed! ( it will be here in a week)
#9 I went back on my organic/raw/no wheat product diet and I have been feeling so much better (added bonus, I lost 5 lbs.)
#8 I was Nominated and then Elected to be on the Board of Directors for the FG Syndrome Family Alliance. (this was out of the blue, but a huge honor, and I accepted.)
#7 (technically this hasn't happened yet, and I hope the ju-ju gods don't jinx me) but on Friday, I am going to meet Jason Varitek!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
#6 I reconnected with some old friends and it was so great to see them and catch up...
#5 John retired from the Marine Corps after 10 years, which was a difficult thing for him to do so he could get us back to New England with family and friends. He just graduated from the police academy and the boys love having him home for dinner at night!!
#4 I have been on 7 dates with my husband (more than we've been on since our oldest son was born)
#3 I fell in love with my husband all over again....
#2 My boys each got their 1st report cards this week and I am unbelievably proud of all they have accomplished.
#1 Spent the first Thanksgiving at my mom's house in 4 years, it was Awesome!
Monday, September 25, 2006
- Happy Monday everyone, its 11:19am and I am already feeling like I could take a nap! We moved from VA to NH over a month ago, yet I am still unpacking, and trying to get my life in order. Just wanted to pass along some information to anyone who is in the New England Area and would like to check out NappyCakes and TrousseauCakes in person. On October 14 I will be at the Hip Hop Shop, at the Sheraton Wayfarer in Bedford NH from 9-1 www.bedfordhiphopshop.com and on Nov. 4 I will be at the Shop Til U Drop located at the Bedford Town Hall in Bedford NH (all day). Check out the links, there will be many cool venders, amazing products and innovative people, so stop by!
Friday, September 22, 2006
Welcome!
Welcome to my brand new blog! I will use this to keep you updated on all that is new with Nappycakes by Shelli!
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