tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717670770620279307.post2435468021903334617..comments2008-05-28T19:10:44.384-07:00the planet of janethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11444337511603560544noreply@blogger.comBlogger24125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717670770620279307.post-41033425345088955982008-05-28T19:10:44.384-07:002008-05-28T19:10:44.384-07:00It gets SO much easier the older they get too *snort*Joy T.http://www.blogger.com/profile/02243256440092139917noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717670770620279307.post-53284653355034641862008-05-28T17:27:59.245-07:002008-05-28T17:27:59.245-07:00I wish I could sew and sew well. I always have a image in my mind and can draw it, but I can't sew. Glad you found THE ONE.Robinellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117261185781086419noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717670770620279307.post-27391340792830551932008-05-28T14:54:40.783-07:002008-05-28T14:54:40.783-07:00lol I remember having this problem 2 yrs ago when gremlin #1 graduated...in the end she looked so beautiful, I cried. This year it is #2's turn...his only concern is that he DOESN"T have to wear a tie..lmao.Canadian flakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00994909147845893087noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717670770620279307.post-67338459704494619472008-05-28T13:18:11.108-07:002008-05-28T13:18:11.108-07:00I have three girls and two boys. Two girls are adults now but I know that routine well...I've been thru all the proms, dances, and shopping for school colored underwear. My youngest daughter is 7 so I have two boys in the middle who will give me a mall break for a few years...then it all begins again. I wouldn't trade it for the world though! :)<BR/>Cheryl<BR/><BR/>http://dailyblonde.blogspot.comChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08115953962241756258noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717670770620279307.post-31281944789233581772008-05-28T11:48:48.677-07:002008-05-28T11:48:48.677-07:00Ok, I'm coming over here at urging from AnglophileFF - she tells me you rawck. <BR/><BR/>So here I am. I LOATHE loathe shopping. I'm terrified my hypothetical next pregnancy will hold a girl child and not another boy child. I cannot CANNOT deal with clothing drama. Because I'd end up saying, "Um - you wear this thing I'm suggesting or you wear a burqa. Those are your choices."<BR/><BR/>My eighth grade dance? I was such a loser - it was a "casual" dance and we were supposed to wear jeans. And I went with a guy who was totally hawt but I was terrified of him (because he was hawt) so he spent the whole dance on one side of the room while I stood on the other and huddled with my friends and never talked to him.Trannyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11283706786011706208noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717670770620279307.post-8484178424079975202008-05-28T09:49:39.508-07:002008-05-28T09:49:39.508-07:00Ah! "The Perfect dress" How well I remember. Thank God I only had one daughter. But a happy Roo-girl is very important. My daughter call her son that too. It is a small world. LOL no not Roo-girl just Roo.wolfqueen2http://www.blogger.com/profile/14964102108687402879noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717670770620279307.post-42728210105635082442008-05-28T08:54:33.620-07:002008-05-28T08:54:33.620-07:00I gave up searching for the perfect dress in high school and learned how to sew. And I find a pattern that's close and adjust it to what I want. Someday I'll post pictures of my (second) wedding dress.Janethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02190489990653412687noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717670770620279307.post-44540985859999751122008-05-27T21:03:25.926-07:002008-05-27T21:03:25.926-07:00OK, so where's the dress?<BR/><BR/>Abercrombie? I can NOT set foot in that store. The music drives me insane(r).swampyhttp://anecdotes.typepad.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717670770620279307.post-72286186600143944812008-05-27T20:12:26.154-07:002008-05-27T20:12:26.154-07:00No crying -$XX...<BR/><BR/>Happy Roo-Girl - Priceless :D<BR/><BR/>Glad you had fun in the end...even if your pocketbook is lighter!! Hope your feet recover from the trekking :DSarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11931133460067630762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717670770620279307.post-90742136945474647342008-05-27T18:34:17.406-07:002008-05-27T18:34:17.406-07:00Can't wait to see a picture - I'm sure it'll all be worth it when she smiles in the dress. Well, not 100% sure, but I am hoping!Rachaelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00318376427752604367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717670770620279307.post-2455562451971409622008-05-27T17:09:27.900-07:002008-05-27T17:09:27.900-07:00Ok. So I didn't make it past bloody stumps. That visual killed me. I'm gonna go vomit now.Immoral Matriarchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11222253058280821035noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717670770620279307.post-87929801540569897022008-05-27T13:43:07.625-07:002008-05-27T13:43:07.625-07:00Oh the hunt for the perfect dress - it is so elusive. But I'm glad you found it!wrighthttp://igottatheory.blogspot.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717670770620279307.post-3274126911194503362008-05-27T12:41:28.271-07:002008-05-27T12:41:28.271-07:00Oh c'mon, that's fun...stumps and all.<BR/><BR/>I can't wait to see THE dress!!!!!The Laundress~JJ!http://www.blogger.com/profile/17438730180497804360noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717670770620279307.post-82894063806789306282008-05-27T12:35:07.123-07:002008-05-27T12:35:07.123-07:00Oye. I am a few short hours away from whining about my weekend with my daughter, and you are making me appreciate the crap she's up to now. I may need to rethink my post. And my stance on kids talking. It is better when they can't, isn't it?Burgh Baby's Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09123901504643963583noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717670770620279307.post-74449392797675906072008-05-27T12:34:48.969-07:002008-05-27T12:34:48.969-07:00It's ONLY JUST BEGUN...she sing songs at you. Wait til next year...when there are about five dances. HAHAHAHAHanglophilefootballfanatichttp://anglophilefootballfanatic.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717670770620279307.post-90759274685427866222008-05-27T12:12:56.074-07:002008-05-27T12:12:56.074-07:00I'm still looking for my perfect dress, so I understand. And you are a good mom for doing this.RChttp://hillsmithfamily.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717670770620279307.post-81249187693861519772008-05-27T10:45:43.401-07:002008-05-27T10:45:43.401-07:00What an awesome mom you are!! <BR/><BR/>I don't think my mother spent more than 5 hours with me in a store >> my ENTIRE life!! :)Jen4 @ Amazing Tripshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13761348688069779544noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717670770620279307.post-25281507969808130622008-05-27T09:15:45.568-07:002008-05-27T09:15:45.568-07:00oh, i hate shopping. with a fiery passion! if i have to go shopping, i have a list of things to get, i look for them, i either find them or not, and then i get the hell out of there as soon as possible.<BR/><BR/>i think that's why i was meant to have boys! ;-)<BR/><BR/>congrats on finding "the" dress!monkeysandmarbleshttp://monkeysandmarbles.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717670770620279307.post-61147488187131132232008-05-27T08:49:38.040-07:002008-05-27T08:49:38.040-07:00I'm still looking for The Dress.cacklinrosehttp://cacklinrose.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717670770620279307.post-70898056107832599772008-05-27T08:34:30.902-07:002008-05-27T08:34:30.902-07:00It's at moments like this that I realize that the collection of stolen street signs in the garage notwithstanding (anyone need a DIP sign?), the aggregated motorcycle and go kart parts, the missing tools ... I'm still lucky we had boys.LceeLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13024392628362568010noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717670770620279307.post-2011971897485728972008-05-27T08:01:11.800-07:002008-05-27T08:01:11.800-07:00Okay we MUST see this dress!!!!Marmarbughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08949355629133829262noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717670770620279307.post-7403217938268952452008-05-27T07:46:46.442-07:002008-05-27T07:46:46.442-07:00Two daughters later...I remember the days. We shopped and shopped for the ONE dress. We still have several of these dresses in the closet. One blue dress looks just like a Cinderella ball gown. I wish I could wear it, but alas no where to go...Junebughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14437322290492196588noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717670770620279307.post-91693444041623645622008-05-27T07:46:23.422-07:002008-05-27T07:46:23.422-07:00Please, I never pay full price for anything! I can sniff out a clearance sale like nobody's business. Thrift stores fear me too.<BR/><BR/>Can't wait for pictures of the perfect dress!nikkihttp://anticsofacrazymom.typepad.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3717670770620279307.post-2244564946410335652008-05-27T07:16:52.277-07:002008-05-27T07:16:52.277-07:00Roo-girl sounds like me. I always have the image in my mind of exactly what I want and then spend way too much time looking for that. <BR/>Can't wait to see a picture of the found dress!Cathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12664179045428395525noreply@blogger.com