Monday, January 27, 2014

Pulling Strings

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By Stephanie Beck

The other day my daughter picked out a god-awful shirt. It was so ugly. Just...hideous. However, at nine years old, my daughter has a unique style and is getting to the point where she does make many of her clothing choices. I was in a tough spot. Buy the ugly shirt (which was on clearance and definitely within the limit I’d given her) or gently nudge her in a different direction.

I’m not the most subtle person, so the nudging isn’t always my strong suit. I also had to remind myself that it was a three dollar shirt, not a long term commitment. Sure, I’d have to see the shirt over breakfast some mornings, but I could also suggest adding a sweatshirt.

Long story short—she is the proud owner of a very, very ugly shirt. She’s happy, I’m resigned and really, no damage was done. I think this whole thing earns me a ‘mom star’.  It shouldn’t be so hard to get into the habit of having my kids make and then live with their choices—I think I can get the hang of it with enough practice.

Now, if only I can remember this lesson and the outcome when she starts dating. I have this desire to play Madame Eve, and have the perfect guy for her lined up along the way, ready to meet when the time is just right...for a nice happily ever after happening when my daughter is in her late 20’s and I’m ready to be a grandmother.

Speaking of pulling strings, Madame Eve made a few things happen in Panties Optional—Maggie and Sam didn’t complain either!

   Maggie Chase has a wild night of passion planned with the help of Madame Evangeline’s dating service, 1NightStand. A single night with an incredible man, what more can a busy girl ask for?
   Sam Peterson requests that Madame Evangeline help him find a woman who isn’t after him for his money. Maggie may just fit the bill, but with her list of fantasies in hand, she may be more than he bargained for.
   Forever isn’t on either one of their minds, but maybe it doesn’t have to be.


  1. LOL I remember being nine and putting together the most God awful clashing outfit (Charlie Brown type yellow and black sweater and purple vertical striped pants.) My mom let me wear it to school, she figured I had to learn sometime.