• Do any celebs (or look-alikes) work in your town?
• Does this guy look like Brett, or am I off my rocker?
• Have you ever tried to sneak a photo of someone?

You’re a little busy in 2009. If I have to end this letter suddenly it’s because of your children. They just got the new Barbie 3-Musketeers movie, so it’s a little crazy here.

Oh, before I forget, let me be the 1st to congratulate you on your divorce! If it’s not final yet, it will be any day now.

Ok, here are the basics.
Beauty:
Stop perming your hair. You’ll learn to embrace its straightness. 2049 Jean might tell us we’re lucky to have hair at all. I am doing a LOT of coloring.

Men:
There’s an old man that comes into the bank. No, not the one you call Droolie. White haired guy, tan, flip-flops, talks about himself a lot. That’s about a 13-year stint.
Now we’re with a hottie! Yes, he’s the father of our children. You’ll know him when you see him. Great guy with the easy smile and big personality. *Keeper!*

Children:
Two daughters! Look at you! Hey, live it up. They don’t come along til ’02 and ’04. Don’t freak when your husband wants to name the baby Coast Cabela. He’ll change his mind by the 8th month of the pregnancy.

Family:
Everybody’s still alive! Oh, and you’re all still talking. No family feuds.

Money:
Eh, it comes and goes. You’re doing fine. Gawd, I hope 2049 Jean doesn’t pipe in here!

Misc.:
• Forget DOS and Larry the Lounge Lizard. You are going to LOVE these futuristic computers! Really, you could sit in front of the monitor all day. Try to be a little better at remembering your friends’ names. You can stalk them on social networking sights.
• Could you skip getting that butterfly tattoo? You’d be surprised what we go through trying to remove it.

I’m not going to tell you it’ll be all fun and games. There are some hard times, but you will survive. Now get out there and make me proud!

Love, 2009 Jean

TAG! You’re it. Write a letter to your 1989 self.

Having now seen about a dozen episodes, I felt ready to introduce the Naughty Chair to my girls. They really aren’t naughty, but it’s good to have a plan. Last evening Pearl hit Natalie with a Barbie, so I sat Pearl down in a chair, dubbed it Naughty, and set the timer. Pearl has watched Supernanny with me. She knows she has to say sorry, so she set to that right away. I told her Natalie would accept her apology in 3 minutes.

Times up. Sorry. Hugs & kisses. All’s well.

Natalie then wanted a turn in the Naughty Chair! She sat in it, and wouldn’t get out. She wanted the timer set, and motioned with her fingers how many minutes she would like. Six, to be exact.

How do you punish a child who won’t get out of the Naughty Chair?

We have now scrapped the chair.