Nagging

What comes to your mind when you think of nagging? For me its a person who keeps asking for something over, and over until they get what they want. I personally hate being nagged, even if its someone just joking around with me, after awhile it starts to get on my nerves.

             For example, I'm the baker of the family, but I bake when I'm in the mood to, not when someone has an instant craving for a brownie, or a cookie. So for awhile my step-dad has been asking me every night what I'm gonna make for desert (I also don't like being asked to bake) I usually say nothing to prevent myself from saying something rude, or I say that I'm not gonna bake anything. Well that wasn't the case tonight I made chocolate chip cookies. ANYWAY....
 
 I can't stand being nagged, I especially don't like seeing other people nag, or being nagged because in the end someone is gonna be upset because they didn't get there way, or because they feel that they are doing the wrong thing by giving what that person wants just to get them to shut the heck up.

     Its late and I have to get up tomorrow to go grocery shopping with my mom. Peace. Nighty Night.

Phew... what a week!

Wow, where to begin. This past week has been CRAZY. Last Tuesday me, my mom, my step-dad, and little brother flew to California for my very first LPA Conference. It was my first time flying so I was very nervous, and excited. Our first stop was in Las Vegas, so while we were waiting for our next flight to California our mother was already driving us (well mostly me, and my brother) crazy with her picture taking. When we landed in Los Angeles the first thing that I noticed was that the weather was a lot cooler than it is in South Texas where its over 100 degrees.

  When we arrived at the hotel the first thing we did was we had to get me signed in but the people at the counter said that I had to wait until the next morning to get my name tag and tickets to the beach party, banquet, and cruise but Bob Bell who I think was in charge of registration, was kind enough to get me signed in so I wouldn't miss the dance they were having that night. With that done and out of the way I was free to look around meet people. The first person I met was Amy Roloff who's family I've been watching since the first time they came on television.