Our dear sweet baby girl!

This blog is mainly about DJ but, I needed to take the time to discuss the girl for a moment. I say the girl because I'm still trying to hold on to the fact that she's NOT my baby girl anymore! People!!!! where did my baby go?
She's 19 years old now. Makes us wanna scream!

I BRAG about her all the time! There I said it! I have to say, I see a younger version of myself in her EVERYDAY. She isn't your typical teenager. She's UNIQUE (special, different, one of a kind) That's for sure!
I've accepted the fact that she's a rocker girl.

I did my research people. She's a little bit of rock, a little bit of roll, a little bit of turn that crap down or I'm going to throw the speakers out the window kinda girl! I even sat down one day to listen to her playlist on the computer.
*Coheed and Cambria*Korn (not the one on the cob)
*Green Day
*System of a Down
*Paris Hilton (no comment)
There were tons more! I mean TONS more!
Ok I had to click off the playlist. My head honestly HURT after a few songs on each list. Even though Dashboard brings up the lyrics, I couldn't handle it at all.
ENOUGH!
Well, she says, but, Mom, you listen to
FISHBONELemme tell you one thing young lady, there's NO comparison to Fishbone and a group who can't even spell their name correctly. Everyone knows CORN isn't spelled with a K. Nevermind.
Ok, back to miss girly here!
I asked her describe her style for me because I didn't want to describe it as, OH NO you didn't put that on today so, I decided to ask her to describe her style to me:
She said: "I'm rocked out with
rockabilly influences.
Oh she made sure she clarified that she's NOT and NEVER will be
EMO or
GOTHI've always wondered why the kids at the mall wore really really tight pants, wore mostly black, dirty clothes. Yes, people that's the style round these parts. Kids actually walk around looking SAD and clothes that look like they've never seen
TIDE or a bath in a LONG time. I just want to save them all! But, I can't. I don't think they want to be saved honestly. *SIGH*
The final subject is still in question. The jury's still out on this one as we speak. I asked if she's dating someone and she says NOOOOO mom. Ok, just asking but, let's just go back in the vault of her past boyfriends. OH my goodness, I can't believe I'm going to do this to her. She'll kill me later.
Here's the list of her past boyfriends that I can honestly say I'm NOT sad to see them go at all. Is that mean? I will let her tell you what happened with this one. It makes for a good story for sure!

New thought:
Ok...She likes guys who are: And please note, these are HER words:
Big (I didn't even have the guts to ask her to explain this), pierced (wonder where she got that idea from)

tattooed, non-skinny (FAT?), and they must be: white or asian guys.
So there you have it people, my daughter's personal ad.
I need a HUG.