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How to Raise Unspoiled Americans: You Can’t

This past weekend we had a Saturday with nothing scheduled. My daughter and I were home alone. On Friday night I was a little giddy with the anticipation of unscheduled time ahead. I got carried away and made the mistake of telling my daughter that maybe we could go shopping the next day, but then we didn’t.

You DON’T do that. You don’t mention the possibility of shopping to an almost 13-year-old girl, and then not go shopping. That’s like telling a heroin addict you’ve got heroin, but you’ve decided not to give it to them. Those jokers will shoot you down.

I woke up on Saturday and it was sunny. Sunny enough for me to see we were living in a sticky, ratty raccoon’s nest. I just picture raccoon as not being very good housekeepers . I’m not sure they deserve that.

I needed to clean. My daughter needed to help. That’s fun news to break to your almost-13-year-old daughter. I wish you could have been there.

“Ahh, good morning, Sweetheart. I am sorry, but I decided that we are NOT going to go shopping after all. The good news is that you DO get to scrub the toilets.”

I like my daughter. For real. I’m sad for her that she does not have any sisters, but happy for me. She’s my best friend. We have tons of fun together. I have told Scott that I think we won the baby girl jack pot when she was born. She’s nice. She likes to follow the rules. She’s not very sassy, and she seems to have a pretty soft heart. But, she is almost 13. Sometimes she can act like it. Sometimes almost 13-year-olds can act like sweet, precious, fuzzy little hellcats. Especially when you back out on their shopping trips.

That morning I started to think about all the shopping trips my daughter has taken. She has friends who’s mothers are saints. I.AM.NOT.KIDDING.YOU.SAINTS. These women have demanding jobs, busy husbands, multiple, busy children AND they take their daughter and her friends to the mall to browse around all day. They all walk around looking for bargains. These moms usually spring for ice cream, or some other fun treat. My daughter adores these moms. I do too.

So far, Scott has hosted one of these mall browsing outings for the girls, but I have stayed away from it. It sounds just so painful. I’ve told my daughter and her friends, “Listen, I don’t think I can actually take you to the mall all day, but we COULD do something more fun; like run over my foot with the minivan.” No takers so far.

Let’s be truthful with each other. I’m not staying away from the mall because I’m standing on moral high ground. I’m staying away because it sounds super boring. I’m selfish. That’s it.

But I do have to wonder what my daughter needs at the mall. What do I need at the mall? Both of our closets are full. Do we need shoes so that we don’t have to go barefoot to school and work? No. We probably have 40 pairs of shoes between the two of us. Do we need belts to hold our pants up while we work? No. We probably have 20 belts, and we don’t do really hard work. Do we need coats to keep us warm? Nope. There are dozens and dozens of those in our house.

I tried cheering my daughter up on Saturday with a little mini sermon. She really looked that gift horse in the mouth. I tried explaining to her that like many Americans, we misuse the word “need” every day. We do not know what “need” means, because every day when we wake up in a warm house, with food to eat, clothes to wear, school to attend and freedom to say what we want and to worship whom we please, all our needs are met.

When all our basic needs are met, we make up new ones. We say, “I need another pair of leggings; I need a new hair cut; I need a new painting for that wall.” We add layer after layer of things around us. All of our stuff surrounds us. All of our stuff is insulation that protects us from ever having to feel the pain of a real need. If we don’t ever have to experience real need, then we can’t help being spoiled. It isn’t really even our choice. It’s geography. It is cause and effect. But we can at least acknowledge we are spoiled. We can do that much, right?

My daughter broke in right about there and said, “I’m going to go clean the toilets.”

I think I totally inspired her. I know it wasn’t because she just wanted me to stop talking. There is no way an almost 13-year-old would do that.

I’m being a little silly. This video is not silly. It’s sad. I found it on a blog I like to read:

I pray for peace.


Resolution: Get my fashion on

I was shopping with my daughter one day. We started talking about fashion. I told her that when she got older, she would probably have fashion sense that was similar to mine. She replied, “I hope not.”

Olivia didn’t say this in a sassy way. She said it in a way that sounded like she just really thought dressing like me some day would be disappointing.

Well, I’d like to know when THAT happened. I swear I had a fashion edge once. I really pictured myself as kind of a trendy gal. I started thinking about all the clothes in my closet. I realized that 95% of my non-work wardrobe is Sauk Prairie Wrestling gear.

I hate disappointing my kids. I want them to be impressed with me. I was thinking that in the year 2014, I would commit to becoming more fashionable. But, I really, really love my Sauk Prairie gear. It’s high quality. I’ve got long sleeves, short sleeves, vests, jackets, shorts. I wear this stuff every day. Then I started thinking, who said my Sauk Prairie gear isn’t cool? Who said I can’t make other moms jealous of my fashion know-how AND wear my school mascot too? No one. That’s who.

I gathered some wrestling moms to help me show you just how cool I’m going to be this year. You may need to take a break and get some rest. You’ll need your energy; you are about to have your mind blown!

All Business

I can work my way up the corporate latter, and support the Eagles too. I will impress business partners and clients with my sharp sense of fashion AND my loyalty to my school!

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Girls Just Want to Have Fun

C’mon, forget trudging along in your baggy yoga pants and slippers. The next time my gal pals and I decide to hang out, or go roller skating at the park (we do a lot of that), they’ll wish they were dressed as snappy as me.

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Cinch It

What the heck doesn’t look good when you cinch it? Eagles shirt, leggings, boots and cinch it all together with your cool belt. Now I’m ready to hang out at the mall and just basically look cooler than anybody else I know.

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I plan to be on the best dressed list of the next Gala or Formal I attend. I can picture all the women staring at me as they wonder why they didn’t think of this themselves.

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Deep Thoughts

Sometimes I just have to get away. Write poetry. Play my bongo drums. No need to abandon my school loyalty!

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Tough Girl

I just wish people would get it in their heads. I don’t take crap. When I’m feeling like I want to rumble, I can look tough without leaving my fashion sense behind. What’s that you say? You don’t think I look fashionable? Oh, you mean you said nothing. Thought so.

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Here’s to a super fashionable 2014, and setting new fashion trends in the school loyalty line!

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