The News That Is News At Fairfax!!

Lol!! Not Cornfield County, sorry. But we do have cornfields around here. Anyway, on with the news.

It is raining here. Has been for about an hour or more. At one point we got in the car because we were in a tornado watch. You can tell by the pictures of our backyard there is nothing south of here but fields and no trees. So since tornadoes go from the south to the north we are kind of scared to be in the trailer. We had a good "frog-strangler" as my Baby calls it.

Bobby came by with his father today when they were picking up Trey. Yes, Trey Daniel spent the night. I was so excited. It was the first time since January. So anyway, he was saying that he danced with Amanda all night.. He left after Prom to go to his girlfriends' house. He said it was getting to close for him. After prom they have an After Prom thing. Where they lock the kids in someplace so they can't get out and get drunk. When I was in school we had the first year of after prom thing. We got locked up in the Legion building. We had a casino night. When I was a senior we got locked up in the YMCA down in St. Joe. That was kind of cool, except that I started and I couldn't go swimming. It is a lot different now. One year the kids got locked up in the movie theater and one year they got locked in the bowling alley. This year they got locked up in the new gym at the school. I couldn't believe that they got locked up at the school.

My Baby just about passed out yesterday when we went up to the school to get pictures. He said that he would have had a fit if his mom would have came to the school where they were having the prom. And then Bobby didn't bring his date to the dance or bring his date a coursage. She brought it to him. They were supposed to have met down at the carwash so he could ride the limo to the school. I think they still got to ride it after the pictures were taken, but I don't know for sure. The picture of the guy with the horse and carriage was the man that I used to babysit for whne I was a kid. His name is John Zeliff. He lives outside of town about 2 miles north of where I grew up. I babysat for his oldest daughter (who is Elizabeths' age), her name is Lauren. When she was a baby she had something wrong with her heart and she was on a heart monitor. I remember sitting in the rocking chair holding her when she was asleep, and then I would hurry up and hook her up to the monitor. She was born in 1986. So I was 15 when I started babysitting for them. I babysat for them until she was 3 or 4. And then I got to babysit again for them when Bobby and their daughter Leslie were 2. I stopped when Leslie just kept biting Bobby. She bit him hard quite a few times. I would sit her in timeout and everything. She wouldn't stop for anything. So one day I bit her back. I just got so sick and tired of it. I thought if she thinks that my son is a chew toy she is going to find out what it feels like. Her momma didn't like it when she called me up and asked me and I told her "yes, I bit her." She informed me "that they didn't need me anymore." I told her "good, I am tired of her chewing on my son." And I hung up on her. It kind of bothered me that she would get mad at me. I actually babysat for them quite a awhile. When I took that picture of John on that carriage, he just waved real big to me. It made me feel real good. I had known John forever. His dad gave my brother, Doug, a dog. It was a rat terrior, we named him Bozo. Don't ask me why, but that was what he called him. So I had known them for a loooonnnnnngggg time.

Sorry, I got to chasing rabbits. I do that alot. My Baby was singing that song about "Talking to much." I guess I do now that I look back on it. Sorry. I am going to get off of here and find that song for him. Lol!! All of you have a good night. Don't forget to hold your baby real tight tonight and the storms won't bother you as bad. Goodnight all, Roxi