My baby GIRL!

Shael is growing up so fast. I hope all you new parents realize how fast it goes and appreciate every moment with your child.
We took Shael off to church camp yesterday and when I looked around, my heart nearly seized up in my chest. All those kids looked so...so....mature. This is her first year at Senior Camp instead of the little kid camp they call Junior Camp. This is for 13-18 year olds and there were some older ones there that made Shael seem so young and innocent. I told Mike as we were driving away that Shael might actually like boys when she comes back home. There were some cute ones there!
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I gave my speech subject to my teacher today. I'm going to do my first speech, the longest at a whoppin' 8 minutes long, on teen pregnancy. Since all the research I did for teen sexuality is still fresh on my mind, and in my Psychology notebook, I'm going to go for it. Now all I have to do is find a subject for my persuasive speech. The woman who sits next to me is doing hers on corporal punishment in schools. She's against it. I told her she's going to have to do a bang up job to persuade me to be against it. Our final speech is going to be a speech on someone who made a difference in our life. I would like to do that one on Brother Leon, but I really don't know if I could do that without bawling and I really don't want to bawl in front of my class.
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For my nutrition class, I've had to keep track of every thing I've eaten and drank for five days. I'm going to have to use a different computer than this one to turn it in because this one keeps booting me off the Internet. Maybe if I had a new computer. Okay, I know I've gone through this before. Maybe I should do my persuasive speech on how I need a new computer at home and "practice" in front of Mike. Yeah.
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Yesterday was my brother in law's 30th birthday. Happy Birthday, Chevy! We went over to the in-laws and ate a big dinner that was part birthday celebration part Father's Day celebration. I made cards for my Father in law and my brother in law and had Shael and Mike sign them. On Chevy's Shael wrote "Happy B-day Uncle Chevy!!! I love u!!! Shael" I thought that was so sweet so I opened up the Father's Day card I made for her Poppy Ivan to see what she'd written in there. She wrote "Shael". That was it! It made me kind of sad. For her sake and for his sake. He's such a drunk jerk, Shael really doesn't like him much anymore. She use to get along great with him but he's hurt her feelings too many times by yelling at her or at her Grandma in front of Shael that she really doesn't have much use for the man anymore. I was sad for him because he's missing the love of his only grandchild and he doesn't even seem to care. I guess that's very characteristic of alcoholics.
But, anyway, on a happier note, after we ate, we all went out and went bowling. Except the drunk fil. We didn't even invite him. We bowled FIVE games. Since we'd dropped Shael off at church camp on our way to their house, we only had 3 people in our group. Mike, his Mom, Diana, and me. The other group had 4 people, Chevy, his wife, Judy, and her daughter, Savannah and Savannah's boyfriend, Jeremy. Jeremy was probably the only one in the whole gang of us who could bowl worth a hoot. The rest of us were like a bunch of little kids, whooping and hollering if we hit more than 7 pins down. And either jumping up and down with a stray strike here and there or walking back all puffed up like "Yeah, I meant to do that". We all had so much fun. When the other group left and it was just Mike, Diana and me, we then went in the billiard room and each of us played a game of pool. Mike played his Mom first, then, even though he won, he let me play her for the next game. Mike is half way decent in pool, but me and his Mom suck! It was a lot of fun.
But, today. Or should I say "Butt" today. My butt is so sore! When I sit down on the pot it hurts. When I stand up to pull up my pants it hurts. When I get in the car it hurts. When I get out of the car it hurts. But, it's in my butt! That's where I want to add size, so I'm thinking that maybe I should go bowling more often.
Sounds like a plan to me. I know Shael would go for it.
I'm outa here!