Freedom

Hello Loves!  Are you feeling divalicous today? And if you haven't been why aren't you?! Work it. Strut what the good Lord gave you. Because girl you are fabulous! I mean not as fabulous as me, but well you know.. you're pretty fab.

Today for the first time in years I have to co-habitate with all of my siblings. I mean yes they have come back to visit my parents and I since the two oldest got married and the 3rd went away to college, but we haven't all stayed in the same house in probably close to 5 years. Am I ready for this? I am the youngest and it took me a lot of work to get rid of all of them and now they are just coming back! Don't get me wrong I love my siblings. Its just that I've grown accustomed to being able to sleep in whatever room I choose too. My choice of sleeping in 5 rooms went down to one..my own. And thats just.... so not fabulous.

Being the youngest is a great thing.. and sometimes annoying. I mean its great because sometimes you get to do stuff your older siblings didn't get to do.. but yet no one appreciates your witty remarks or fabulous behavior because most of the times people forget about the last child. "You must be so proud of Rusty, Anna, and  Josh for all they accomplished.  oh you have another child named Cherry? oh how unfortunate." Like I am standing right here people! And how can one forget about me?! I am marvelous!

One of the great things about my sister coming is that my little nephew is here too! As I am typing this I'm holding little Reno  (wren-o its my nickname for him) as we blog and watch Mulan together. I'm teaching him the ways of the Diva. It is our responsibility to train the young, and I am just doing my small part in making sure my nephew knows how to be sassy and classy. Its the simple things.

The second great thing about them being here is that it means my graduation party is almost here! I am finally graduating from this horrendous experience known as high school. People say its the easiest part of your life because you don't have responsibilities.  I mean sure.. its great not having to pay a mortgage but do you think its easy having to attend classes with a bunch of hormonal induced citizens who think the FFA is the coolest and greatest thing you could ever be a part of? I mean I just can't help myself from swooning whenever a teenage boy in cameo drives by with a lifted truck and country music blaring. (*note the sarcasm)  These people don't need a diploma. They need a fashion intervention!!! But alas my days of high school of tacky social events are over! *diva claps*  I am finally FREE!!

Well I am sorry but that is all I have for now!
Blowing kisses to our fearless little divas.
           
       Stay Fearless,
            Cherry & Reno