THE REAL kkboothdesign blog

Hey, I just learned how to do a link (it was hard, but my good friend Kelly Walker directed me to the link button at the top of the posting window) and she also taught me how to make my design blog public so that everyone can see it, sorry for the inconvenience life is so hard for those of us who can't speak computer. That is why Kelly Walker is president and I am vice president of Kelly club (we are currently accepting new members if you happen to have a name that is kelly, rhymes with kelly or if you have ever been called jelly in your life). Here is the official link to my design blog kkboothdesign.blogspot.com. They say you should learn something new everyday, well today I have learned two new things that means that tomorrow I can just play dumb.

K.K. Booth Design

I just posted my first post on my design blog........How often and how many post will follow? Who knows. Just one more side track to take me away from that pile of dishes sitting in the sink. My design blog address is KKBoothdesign.blogspot.com, it would be lit up in bright blue if I knew how to create a link....ha!ha!

** it currently is not showing up in my sidebar, but it will be there soon.

How to wear a mountaineering helmet.........

The lettering should be seen from the front. Adjust the straps to fit your face. Safety should always come first. This demonstration is brought to you by a three year old.

Priorities

Last year Zachie invited a friend to come over and play. I had to drive and drop off a paper before we were to head home. We weren't in the car five minutes until his friend started upchucking all over the seat and himself. I pulled over to the side of the road, got the little guy out of the car where he proceeded to barf and barf (I had no idea a four year-old could throw up twice his body weight). As I was holding Zach's friend while he puked, Zach looked on intently, mesmerized by all the throw-up. He then, looked over at me and casually said, "MOM.............................can I play with a different friend?" It was one of those funny moments; there we were pulled over on the side of a busy road, knee deep in throw-up, the car stunk beyond belief, there were chunks of hot dogs spewed all over half the back seat and all Zach could worry about was what friend he was going to play with, now that his "intended" friend was clearly on his way home. Priorities, we learn them very early in life don't we.

P.S
Just for the record and so I don't get any, "remind me never to ride in your car comments" Yes my car was detailed, clean out, shampooed, by none other than Moi, myself and I.