Sunday, December 25, 2011

Merry Christmas!

     I owe my youngest, Stratton, a birthday post.  I have pictures of his special day turning into a teenager, but it is Christmas day so I will save his post.

     Me and the kids have had a hard week.   I don't really like to say that because we are extremely blessed.  People are homeless, sick, have very sick kids, are lost spiritually and that is considered a hard time.  I think I should say we had a minor disappointment this week. 

     Things happen to all of us all the time that we don't understand or feel is fair, but that is just a part of life.  So many other things are way more important and maybe we have those bumps in the road to remind us of what truly is important.

     I talk about my grandparents all the time on here.  They are such sweet people and we went to the Christmas Eve church service at their church.  My uncle is in town so it is always fun to try to spend as much time with him while he is here.  He is so much fun, I wish he was here all the time!

     They belong to a small church, but after dealing with so much drama in our own church it was really peaceful to just sit with family and enjoy a small, intimate service.  God always puts us where we need to be when we need to be there.  The preacher's message was of course about the birth of Jesus, but he went back a little and talked about how God created us, got disappointed in us, used Noah and then Abraham and how rather than destroying his creation again he sent us His Son to teach us right from wrong.  I know I am not going to be able to repeat his message in the way the preacher did and make as much sense, but the idea was how God gets to us.  How He reaches us.  Ironically for me listening to him (after being really disappointed in the court system with child support this week), he had a kind of comparison of government and God reaching us.  God makes order out of chaos.  However, government doesn't always result in order.  We are given a choice to let God in, let Him use us to spread his teachings in an attempt to be the "order" in situations.  We may not like a situation we are in, but we can choose to be the one to do the right thing according to Him.  I know I didn't deliver this like he did, but I loved what he said at the end.  We were about to light our candles to sing "Silent Night" and he said, "We can follow in the light of Christ or follow in the darkness."  I love that.

     It makes so much sense because if we follow God we are never alone and never in the dark.  If we choose not to follow him, we are walking around in dark chaos.  We can choose to be that light, set an example, and maybe others will follow.

     We always know, especially at Christmas, that Jesus is the best gift that could ever have been given to us.  The gift of truth, hope, and peace.  That is the one gift that definitely deserves to be re-gifted!

     We all have hard times, some much harder than others.  I hope and pray that each of you have a very Merry Christmas and a safe, healthy, and happy New Year!


Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Role Change

     Being a parent is hard, period.  Children are a huge responsibility and it is the parents' job to take care of them.  We know how hard it is to care for them emotionally and financially.  With two parents, either in the household or amicably divorced, it is a full time responsibility.  The ideal situation is for children to be raised with both parents in the home.  The next is for divorced parents to work together and communicate while raising their children.

     Then, there are situations where there is only one parent.  Unfortunately, this can occur because one parent has passed away, but sometimes it occurs when one parent just chooses to be absent.  This is my situation.  I was a stay at home mom for years and now I am the only parent to my three children.  I know I am definitely not alone.  There are a lot of other moms out there who have found themselves in the same situation.

     It is hard enough learning how to be financially responsible when you have only been in the home for years, but really that is the easier part at times.  The harder part is trying to spread yourself among your children to meet their emotional needs.  I am extremely blessed that I have sweet kids that don't give me an ounce of trouble.  I am also extremely blessed that I have my family living on the same street who go above and beyond their responsibilities in helping me raise my kids.

     I have looked for articles, mainly out of curiosity, about moms in this situation.  There are many about the effects of kids growing up with an absent parent, but being selfish for a minute I am curious about the moms.  I love being a mom and it is always my top priority.  It does get really hard, though, trying to juggle all responsibilities myself.  There again, my family is a huge help.  Even down to fixing things in my home, I call on my dad and grandfather.  My dad is the official light bulb changer in my house.  We have high ceilings and three floors of lights that all seem to go out at the same time.  My dad won't let me get on a ladder (that and I am still his little girl that he likes to help in any way, which I LOVE) so he comes over and gets my boys and they get it done.  That is really simple in comparison to everything else.  My dad has gotten a little cheated out of just being a grandfather to my kids so he jumps in every time they need a dad.  My brother always pays attention to my car.  He will notice if a tire is low or if there is anything else that needs to be seen about.  He also spends time with my kids. He has three of his own, but he always seems to make sure he knows what is going on with mine and gives them personal attention if he thinks they need it.  These are just a couple of examples of things the men in my family do to help.  Believe me, there are MANY more!

     I have gone from being a stay at home mom and co parent to be the only breadwinner and parent.  That is a big role change!  I don't see it as unfair or have any bitterness towards it, but I have to admit it is really hard.  Probably the hardest thing is trying to figure out how to be a dad at times the kids need a dad.  My brother, sister's husband, grandfather, and father are always there for them, but you know how it is when things come up and you really don't have time to call for back up.  We have another older family member that is a huge part of their lives.  They are so blessed.  I always say God knew this is how it would turn out so He made sure they had plenty of good men around them.

     Some things are easy when it comes to my daughter.  There are a lot of times she just needs a mom and her situation isn't affected.  But, when it comes to my daughter and dating and boys, that is a hard one.  All of the men in our family are VERY protective of her.  They don't hesitate to give their advice.  But, I always worry about her dating that the boys won't feel like they have her father to answer to.  My dad can come over, but there won't always be a man around when a boy comes to pick her up for a date.  I will say, though, I am pretty good at taking care of myself and am not really shy when I get upset, but I know it isn't the same thing.  I am probably a lot more sensitive to my daughter being mistreated by a guy because I am playing both mom and dad.  Can I use this as an excuse?  Can I get twice as mad because I am angry for 2?  I will always wonder if a boy does something disrespectful to her if they would have done it had there been a dad around.  I can't help but feel like that is a big disadvantage to her. 

     Then, there are issues with the boys and them "maturing".  Some things boys just don't want to talk to their mom about.  I am really close to both of mine and feel like we have a very open and good communication, but there again, it isn't the same as talking to a man.  AND, there are some questions I simply can't answer because I am not a man.  Like with my daughter, there are times only a mom will do, but I think it has to be harder for the boys not having a dad around.  I know they would much rather talk to a dad about sports than me!  Also, they have a few more responsibilities than they should because they are the "men of the house".  I try really hard to let them just enjoy being kids and not giving them more to do than they would have had if there were two parents in the home, but I do have to have some help at times.

     I am not feeling sorry for myself in any way.  I just take my responsibility as a parent very seriously and I can't help but feel bad that they don't have the benefit of both parents.  Just like other kids in this same situation, they didn't ask to be put in it and certainly don't deserve it.  As for the men who choose to be irresponsible, you are only missing out.  I will stop there because that is the nicest thing I can say about those men.

      I am so thankful that my kids have strong men around them, but there are just some things that only a parent can be in charge of.  It is tiring, draining, emotional, and stressful, but I guess I get one positive out of it.  I get to take sole credit for the way they turn out!

     What do you think?  Are you or do you know someone in this situation?  Did you grow up with only one parent?

Thursday, November 24, 2011

Happy Thanksgiving!

     I love Thanksgiving.  It is a day that is spent with family and loved ones and there is only thoughts of thanks and blessings.  Christmas is so special, but it can be hectic, and sometimes the real reason for the season can get lost.  Today, though, it is only about being thankful for what you have and hopefully praying for those who don't have as much as you.

     There are always jokes about family dysfunction and holidays that can go awry, but I think for most people the day ends on a good note.  We were watching The Middle last night and it kept showing parts of a recipe for Thanksgiving.  The last one was the best.  After a holiday of mishaps with family members the last part said, "add a pinch of amnesia and repeat next year".

     I think we all remember what we want to remember about the holiday.  For me, it is all about family.  And, while we have new additions we didn't have in years past, we are also missing family members that have passed away.  I am blessed to have so many good memories of Thanksgiving.  Even though I am missing really important family members, it is those memories that make today so special.  I know they are still here.  I see them in my kids and nieces and nephews.  It is so funny, but my 2 year old niece, Sadie, can make these facial expressions when she is being a stinker that is just like my grandfather, Tom Ed, used to do.  She was only 3 1/2 months old when he passed away.  She has her days that she looks just like him out of her eyes and makes those faces and I LOVE it!

     I also remember Thanksgiving past when we would play games after eating and my dad and aunt Gina would argue like they probably did when they were kids.  Of course, it didn't help that my dad always cheated when we played games!

     We all have parts of the holiday that we remember.  I know my brain can only hold so much information, so I choose to lock in only the good.  I love this time of year because people seem more giving and have a little more patience.  Except for Black Friday of course when everyone is out for themselves!  We don't go shopping anymore.  We used to just for fun.  We would enjoy lunch and walk around and if we found great deals, great, but we just went for the enjoyment of it.  Our fun time would always get ruined by someone thinking we were getting the last of an item that we just happened to be looking at.  It got to be really stressful and kind of ruined the fun, so we don't even get in it anymore.  Thank goodness for online shopping!  I can't carry many bags so I take advantage of shopping online and having it delivered.  It does take a little of the fun out of it, but it is so much easier.

     I am going to go get ready to go to my moms.  I am looking forward to a day with family and thinking about the many, many ways I am blessed.  I hope everyone has a great Thanksgiving and if you have any mishaps, don't forget the pinch of amnesia!



Friday, November 11, 2011

My Veteran Hero

     We made it to Friday!  And, I don't think I have had a major blonde moment.........yet.  Some slip by me though and I am left wondering why someone is looking at me funny.  The day isn't over and I am working at the concession stand tonight at the high school football game so there is plenty of time left.  Because of my back I think they will have me in the back so my super math skillz won't be exposed.  Ha,ha!  I am SO bad at math!

     We have a fun weekend planned with high school football and basketball.  Although, I am a little worried about being around so many people because I haven't gotten the flu shot yet.  I went yesterday, but my chest X ray showed I STILL have bronchitis so instead of the flu shot I got another round of antibiotics.  Wonderful.  I did drop the prescription of at the drive thru, but I put the car in park and then didn't push my luck and went in to get it later. I am convinced I am going to die of a bladder infection because I have to be close to being immune to antibiotics by now.  This will be me all weekend and until I can get the shot.


This will be me because after what I have had, the flu will kill me.  Literally.  I have gotten away with no major blonde moments because I haven't hardly been anywhere all week and I really don't want to stay home all weekend.  I did get a vitamin shot from the doctor yesterday and I am taking an arsenal of vitamins so maybe that will help.

Happy Veterans Day to all you men and women who have sacrificed your life, time, and being with family to make our country a safe and free place to live.  I saw on a church sign yesterday with the words "Freedom is never free".

This is my favorite:   This nation will remain the land of the free only so long as it is the home of the brave.  ~Elmer Davis

I am proud of my veteran hero, my Papa, Stanley Bennett.  He is my hero because of the sacrifices he made for our country serving in the navy, but he is my hero for so many more reasons!  He is such a sweet, great man and I don't think I have ever heard anyone say anything bad about him.  He is a great role model for my kids and I am so blessed that God let me be his granddaughter.  I love you, Papa!

My Nana and Papa with my mom.  He left school to serve and came back to finish.  This picture was at Rock City, but my mom was born in the Athens, Ga where there was a naval military base. 

The country may honor you today, but these sweet people honor you everyday!

This picture is my grandmother, Betty (we lost her 13 years ago), and her father my great grandfather Harlan Wages.  I always loved a picture of him that he kept on the mantel in his house of him receiving an award for packing parachutes.  He never had one that failed.   We lost him about 3 weeks after we lost my grandmother.  Love you both!

Thursday, November 10, 2011


     I don't know if it is the time change or our new schedule that I like best.  When both boys were playing football, our nights were so late because we didn't all get home until later.  Now, with basketball, I feel like I see both of my boys.  The nights aren't so crazy and we have gotten caught up on a little rest.

     I woke up at 3:00 am this morning, though, and could not go back to sleep.  Between the coughing I did for three weeks and now running around trying to catch up on everything, my back and neck are hurting just from overdoing it.  I was uncomfortable, but I just couldn't go back to sleep.  We have been going to sleep a lot earlier and I don't feel quite so exhausted.

     Infomercials can be really irritating or comical, depending on your mood.  I was watching one about the Hoveround and that is a pretty neat little machine.  I was thinking about my grandmother.  My doctor says all my problems are hereditary and I think I found the grandmother.  She has had problems and now her legs will just go numb with no notice.  It makes it hard for her to go anywhere by herself or stand for a long time.  She is really independent though, and I know being limited in any way bothers her.  My grandfather is really sweet and helpful, though.  When my MeMe, my great-grandmother, was still with us he would take her and my Nana to the mall.  Nana has her walker in case she needs it and MeMe had her wheelchair.  Papa said one day he couldn't resist and he pushed MeMe and then caught up walking beside her.  He said she had the funniest look on her face like, "Who is pushing me????"  He is so funny!

     I was looking at the Hoveround and thinking that would be helpful to Nana.  I don't know if she would do it, though.  She has her walker in case she needs it, but like I said, she is very independent and I don't know if she would go for it. 

     I am watching the informercial, though, (random thought, but remember when the only thing we had that was considered an infomercial was the one with the knives?  They would cut through a coke can, then a tomato with ease?  Now, there are informercials for everything!) and thinking this would be great for her.  It really gives back some independence.  They had me until this picture.


Anybody seen these ladies since their Grand Canyon trip?

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

I Can't Get This Song Out Of My Head

     I have a song stuck in my head and can't get rid of it.  Usually, I don't mind because I love music, but this song I absolutely hate.  It's "If I Die Young".  It has a pretty melody, but I hate the words to the song.  It is so depressing.

     I heard it yesterday while I was out doing errands.  I was behind before I had a three week coughing spell.  My grandmother would call episodes like that a spell.  She would always get "sneezing spells".  Well, to put it lightly I had a non stop three week coughing spell.  Now, I don't think I will ever get caught up and I am realizing just how close Christmas is.

     I hate that song because it just sends chills up my spine.  Growing up in a small town, we have lost too many kids at a young age.  When I was growing up it was usually car accidents.  And, it usually happened in the summer.  Everytime I hear that song it just brings back all those good, sweet people we lost way, way too early and it just makes me want to cry. 

     I have one out driving by herself and another one who will be in 8 months, so I just don't even like to hear the words to that song.  My kids have had classmates lose their lives to different things so they know the reality of dying young.  It is always so hard.  My twin nephews have a friend right now battling cancer and they lost a little cousin (he was on their mom's side those of you who know us may have known Mason) a while ago.  It is hard for kids to understand losing peers.  They lose older family members and as hard as that is, when they see someone their own age pass away, it just hits them harder.  My son wasn't even what you call friends with a classmate that passed away this school year, but it really got to him.

     This is when I am so glad they have their faith.  Although, it is harder to understand, we know God has a plan and we just have to have faith in that plan.  But it is still hard.

     I am going to go see if I can get this song out of my head, but as soon as I get back in the car I will probably hear it again.  They seem to play it all the time.

     Maybe I need to find a station playing Christmas music to get my rear in gear!  I can think of several that I wouldn't mind getting stuck in my head.

Speaking of Christmas, you may have seen this already, I saw it on facebook, but it is the sweetest picture.

This was written with it:

A Nativity Scene was erected in a church yard.
During the night, someone came a...cross this.
An abandoned dog was looking for a comfortable, protected place to sleep. He chose baby Jesus as his comfort.
No one had the heart to send him away so he was there all night.
We should all have the good sense of this dog and curl up in Jesus' lap from time to time.
This is too sweet not to share.
No one mentioned that the dog breed is a "shepherd!"
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Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Are You Awake Yet?

     My sister is one of those that when she gets really tired and sleepy at night she gets silly.  She has always been that way.  She gets so silly and instead of her getting on your nerves you have to laugh with her.  My daughter, Sydney, does that too sometimes.

     I am not a morning person at all.  I am still walking in my sleep until I have had my first cup of coffee.  This is when I have most of my random, silly thoughts.  Maybe I am still in some kind dream state.  I don't know, but don't ask me anything too serious first thing in the morning.

     My mom was like that when I was growing up, except you shouldn't ask her anything important after 9:00 pm and especially if she had already fallen asleep.  One time when I was a teenager, I was just messing with her and woke her up after she had been asleep for about an hour and asked if it was okay for me to put something in the microwave.  She said yeah, completely not paying attention that it was wrapped in foil.  Luckily, I knew better.  I was just testing her and learned really fast not to ask her anything important if she had been asleep.

     I like to watch Good Morning America.  I really like the people on there and like the way they bring the news to all of us.  I am conflicted about the news ticker running at the bottom of the screen, though.  I like that it gives updated information all the time, but it can make me a little motion sick if I watch it for very long.  It was a good idea, but I think they mess with us too to see if we are awake.

   Like this morning, they had news about so many important things and this was part of their ticker:

***Wall Street bonuses expected to drop 20 to 30 percent this year***Late mortgage payments up for the first quarter since 2009***Toyota's quarterly profit drops 18 percent***South Korea lifts block on donating medicine to North Korea***Large asteroid to pass within 202,000 miles of earth tonight at 6:28 pm et.***

?????  Did you see them slip that in?  So nonchalantly, but they don't expect it just tonight, but at 6:28 pm et to be exact.  You people at GMA didn't think we would notice that did you?

The ticker continues:  ***Former President Jimmy Carter helps build 100 homes for victims of Haiti earthquake***Heavy use of methamphetamines linked to schizophrenia***

What did you say?  

See, they are hoping I am still thinking about that asteroid and didn't see the drug use and mental damage  correlation.  Did they really need a study to find the connection?  Of course it turns people into someone else and they act in a way they wouldn't if they weren't sick. It completely changes your body chemistry.  That's what it does.

And, our Georgia boy, Jimmy Carter's good deeds almost got washed out in all that!

And in my morning silliness (poor Stratton gets caught with most of it because Sydney and Shane leave earlier and I drive him to school) I am laughing about imagining 2 geeky and wierd scientists asking if they have any more money so they can see if heavy butter intake affects the heart.

Monday, November 7, 2011

R-E-S-P-E-C-T (I'll tell you what it means to me)

     Aretha Franklin said it best.      R-E-S-P-E-C-T

      Respect is a really important word to me.  I didn't just have a hormonal day the other day, I really am tired of being run all over.  It comes down to simple respect.

     I believe respect is something you earn, but I also believe that you owe a person respect unless they give you a reason otherwise.  When I meet someone for the first time or even when it comes to a stranger, I really think I should respect them until they give me a reason not to.  It is just human courtesy and I think it makes you a better person to live that way.

     HOWEVER, we are living in a different world.  I had my little hissy fit on here the other day because it seems like people are just rude and selfish a lot of the times.  I still think that.  I think people are not happy for several reasons and they want others to be just as unhappy.  I also think it has to do with a lot of different cultures living together.  It makes total sense to me that a lot of things happen out of miscommunication.  If we don't understand the ways of others then we can take things the wrong way.  That happens a lot.

     A good example is, I don't even know how I got into this conversation a while back, but I was talking with someone who has a relative in Japan.  I have never been out of the country, but there are several places I would absolutely love to visit.  It makes you smarter, more open-minded, and culturally educated to go to other countries.  In this conversation I found out things like blowing your nose in public is considered rude.  Let me just say that that should be a universal rule, ESPECIALLY in a restaurant.  How hard is it to get up and go to the bathroom while everyone else is eating.  And, eating in public is considered bad manners.  If you are on public transportation and decide to get out your take out and eat it, you are considered rude.  I don't know if I would think to educate myself about manners before visiting somewhere.  I would be worried about the travel, correct passport to get back home, money, and the language. 

     I firmly believe I don't have the  right to mistreat someone for no reason.  I don't walk around thinking all my beliefs are completely right and everyone else is wrong.  You can become a lonely person really quick if you think that way.

     What I am trying to get at is there are a lot of differences around us and that is what makes life interesting, but I have a bit of a limit.  I love my reality TV.  I watch a lot of shows just because I am interested in what others believe.  I have talked about Sister Wives before and I still watch it.  I started out watching it because it was oddly fascinating, or should I say curious, to me.  I have to admit, I actually like the people on there.  I don't believe in their situation and how they live, but I do like all of them. 

    All the above being said, I have to put my foot down and I just will not watch the new show All- American Muslim: Welcome to Dearborn.  I may sound like an ignorant fool to some, maybe even a moron, but, to me, the title of the show is an oxymoron.

     When my kids can pray in school, sing "Jesus Loves Me" on the playground, and God is put back into everything our government has taken Him away from, then, just maybe then, should we allow such a show.  Until then, I feel very much disrespected by a country who has taken away my religious rights and given them to others. It has nothing to do with tolerance when you allow one group more religious freedom than the other.  I feel I am being discriminated against.  This "respect" is one-sided and it isn't fair or right.

What does respect mean to you? 

Sunday, November 6, 2011

I Have The Best Idea!

     Oh my gosh, I needed that extra hour!  I think it not only gave me a little extra needed rest but may have made me temporarily smarter today.  (So long as I don't have to go through any drive thrus today!)

     I have the best idea!

     Why don't we get an extra hour EVERY Saturday night?  Before you think I am a complete idiot, to offset the extra hour, we just jump ahead an hour during the day on Monday.

     You are at work or school and when the clock reads 11:00 am it immediately moves ahead one hour to 12:00.  Bam!  There  you go!  We have cancelled out the extra hour on Saturday night, and what do you know?   It's lunchtime! 

     Problem solved!

     I bet if anybody used this as part of their campaign for President, they would definitely win!

Who wouldn't love an extra hour on the weekend and one less on Monday morning right before lunch?

*****I have added a page to this blog title Child Support.  If you have read my blog for very long or know me personally, you know I am in a really bad situation when it comes to child support.  I love writing this blog and don't like to waste posts on my anger and frustration with this matter.  I have added the page because I would like a place for support and much needed resources to be shared.  It is there if you need it, want to know you aren't alone, or have information you would like to share. 

Saturday, November 5, 2011

"I'm Not Gonna Take It Anymore!"

Ok.         This is a spiritual blog, and I am a very spiritual person.  But, I am human and get mad and frustrated and don't really know where to put that anger.  I am not only convinced I have hit pre menopause, but I am a single mom.......of  (as of this time next month) 3 teenagers.......and I can't keep up.  I honestly feel like I am drowning most of the time out in the open sea with no hope whatsoever of a life jacket.  (Actually, if I wasn't so scared of the ocean, and sharks, and whales, and jellyfish, and all that, a little time out by myself with no one to bother me might be nice.)

It seems like everywhere I turn around there is just selfishness.  Nobody says polite things anymore, nobody is considerate anymore.  And fuhgeddabout anybody smiling.  I said forget about it that way because I am in GA, but we seem to have a clash of Southern roots vs. Northern roots right here on my home turf and I hear words like that or other  accents that I used to only hear on TV.  I remember when my sister was about 10 and we had a family, that everybody here was friends with, that came here from somewhere way up north.  The daughter was my sister's age and they were on the same basketball team one year.  The mother completely confused my mother.  She kept asking, "When will get our shots?"  My mom kept saying, "What, what kind of shots, they don't need shots."  This whose on first conversation went on for about five minutes until somebody realized the language barrier.  The lady was asking about SHORTS and in her completely unfamiliar accent, my mom thought she meant SHOTS like vaccinations.  That was at least 25 years ago, but I guess we are slow to learn because I still get thrown off by northern accents and slangs.  If they said it in extra syllables like us instead of eliminating some, then we would understand just fine!

Before you get your "SHOTS" in a wad, I am not blaming any group for Southern hospitality turning into hostility, but we do have so many different cultures and way of life living together all over the country and I think sometimes not understanding those differences cause a lot of miscommunication.  We tend to take things the wrong way if we don't understand someone's response or action.  That is a big problem in itself, but you add the problems of daily stress and a struggling economy and there can only be problems.

I have always been taught that the good Christian thing to do is be forgiving, turn the other cheek, and pray for the person who has just mistreated you.  I still think that is the right thing to do, I just think it is becoming IMPOSSIBLE and sometimes you end up just getting ran all over.  It is hard to turn the other cheek when both cheeks are constantly getting slapped.  What do you do?  I envy people who just say what they want to and don't care how it comes out.  I wouldn't want to be rude, but I think it is a self-defense mechanism.  If people know you are going to give back what you give them, then you save a lot of time and negativity by avoiding a lot being thrown your way.

I am one of those who gets home and gets really mad about something that just happened and spends the rest of the night thinking of what I could have said.  I hate that, because before I go to sleep I would have really let them have it and I would have been able to go to sleep a lot sooner and without being all wound up.  I don't think it is wrong to take up for yourself.  Maybe we are doing those people a favor and showing them that if you act hateful, you may just get hateful back.

I was in the grocery store the other day and got to the check out line and an older woman walks up behind me after I have put about 10 items on the roller thingy and she looks at me with her 5 items like "Can you let me go ahead?" She was way in my personal grocery lane space.  There should be a sign "keep your buggy at least 3 ft. from the buggy in front of you.  It never fails I have to go back around my buggy to get my purse or just push it forward and the person behind me is right on top of my buggy and don't want to move. And, then, I am all pushed up against the wall of things you buy that you don't need while standing in line trying to get my buggy out of THEIR way. I am looking at this lady looking at me and  I am thinking to myself, Lady, you held me up in almost every single aisle.  You obviously had no where to be, you aggravated me, sometimes I think on purpose with your buggy in the middle of the aisle testing my Southern hospitality and kind heartedness and NOW you are in a hurry????????? I looked up at her and said, "Why don't you go through the empty express line.  I have too many items, but you can go through."  Then, I thought to myself:  I know you are 100 years old, but I am satisfied I, too, am going to DIE at the grocery store so you can move on over to the other aisle, OLD LADY.

You know what..........I didn't feel bad about that thought at all.  And if the b**ch gets in my way next time, I will not even think about where I have to be.  I will spend however long she is in there getting in her way, stalling with my buggy in the middle of the aisle until SHE asks ME to move, wait on her, and get behind her in line and completely invade her lane space.  I am not going to take anymore.  'Cause just like me, this s**t is gettin' old!

Friday, November 4, 2011

Happy Friday (My Weekly Blonde Moment)

     Well, I always like to start the weekend off on a light note.  Friday seems to take forever to get here sometimes and this has been one of those weeks.  So, why not make Fridays as light and easy as possible.  Maybe as light as my blonde, air-headedness can be.  I honestly have a blonde moment every single dadgum day, but some are a lot more embarrassing than others.  I prefer the ones that happen with only me around in the comfort of my own home.  But, that's just way too easy.  I always seem to find a way to make a complete idiot out of myself.

     Yesterday was no exception.  I don't seem to do well with drive thrus.  I went to the pharmacy to pick up a refill and that should have been easy enough.  One of my regular medicines, go get it, pay for it, and be on my way.  That's just not how I roll.

     I get right up to the window and she opens the drawer thingy, whatever it is called, and sends me my information to sign.  To start with, I can't get the small clipboard out of the plastic basket.  It somehow seems to be stuck.  After a few seconds, I get it out, no huge problem so far, and then I realize there is no pen.  The pharmacist kindly sends me a pen through the drawer and I try to get it with my really short arms.  She says, "Oh, no, is it too far back?"

     I start to answer her as I lean out the window to try to get it when I don't know HOW IN THE WORLD my foot left the brake and hit the accelerator with some crazy huge force, but my car sounds like I have just stopped for the pit crew and am taking off again.  I am not joking, it made this awful screeching, motor roaring sound, as my car went forward..... of course with my hand still in the drawer thing.


     Trying to act cool is just not going to work right now.  I try to put it in reverse and I am so flustered that it is not near as easy as it should be.  I don't even know what the pharmacist is doing because I cannot force myself to look at her.  Finally, I start saying, "This has been one of those," and she interrupts, "days".  I said, "No, actually weeks, about three of them.  I have been sick and my nerves are just absolutely shot."  You know, there is just no way to recover from something like that.  All I could do was hope I signed the right thing and give it back to her so I could get out of there.

     I tell my kids about it and they can't do anything but laugh hysterically.  They are so sweet.  I would like to go back and ask if they happen to have it on video because I am sure I would win America's Funniest Home Videos, but I am not in a real hurry to return to the store.  And, when I do, I think I will park and go in next time.  I still feel like a complete idiot and I am sure the pharmacist is still laughing.  She probably couldn't wait for me to pull off so she could laugh as hard as she wanted to.

Happy Friday everyone and watch out for those dangerous drive thrus!  (I think after this I will remember to put my car in park at every drive thru.)

Thursday, November 3, 2011

What's Their Excuse?

     I still can't believe the story about the pregnant woman and husband who were arrested for forgetting to pay for sandwiches.  Although, that is a little easier to believe than what happened to their poor 2 year old.  It was punishment for the parents for them to take her from them, but not near as much so for the innocent child.  It had to be traumatic especially since the mom said she had never spent a night away from them.

     Maybe there is a catch to this story and the couple really did steal the sandwiches.  Even if they did, it didn't justify what happened to their child.  What bothers me the most about this story is that if it was indeed an accident, it could happen to anyone.

     Recently, I was at the grocery store and I had a case of water and a pack of meat on the bottom part of my buggy.  I always tell them when I go through the line if I have water because I am not really supposed to lift them to begin with so I leave them there instead of having to move them even more.  That day, I had a lot on my mind and Shane was with me so I thought he got the meat off of the bottom. I get outside, start loading my car and see it still on the bottom.  I know neither of us got it and it wasn't paid for.  I just absolutely panicked and ran back in the store with it as soon as I could.  I know from an old Andy Griffith episode they never get you inside the store.  They wait until you are outside so you can't say I was going to pay for it.  I couldn't get back in the store fast enough.

     I am always afraid of holding something thinking I will buy it, decide not to, and forget I have it in my hand and walk out.  That can happen to me any day, especially with my daily blonde moments.  You add pregnancy hormones on top of it and that is just an accident waiting to happen.

     That is what bothers me the most about this story is that she is pregnant and every woman who has ever been pregnant knows you do the dumbest things when your hormones are all over the place.  When I was pregnant with Sydney, I did some really stupid things.  I drove off with my purse on top of the car, let the bathtub overflow, and forgot and put liquid dish soap in the dishwasher instead of the right detergent.  That was fun.  I have never seen so many bubbles.  I always loved being pregnant because it is the one time you can eat whatever you want guilt free and nobody looks at you funny and you can do really stupid things and nobody can really get mad at you.  Although, I was pushing it with the dishwasher. 

     The lady said she got faint and dizzy and needed to eat.  I had gestational diabetes with all three of my pregnancies.  I don't know whether this lady has that or not, but even just pregnancy itself can cause shifts in your blood sugar at times. A lot of people have commented that she should have paid for the sandwiches before eating them, and that may be a good point, but if she wasn't feeling well she probably didn't care about grocery store ettiquette.  (Oh, and there is grocery store etiquette, that is a WHOLE other blog, but just like they deserve a close parking spot, I think pregnant women should be an exception to any of the rules.)

     The store is now trying to apologize for their actions, but I think they are completely in the wrong for what they did to that 2 year old.  We have no idea how she perceived what happened to her and how traumatic it had to have been.  Children should be taken away from parents if there is any kind of abuse, and in my opinion, the one guilty of abuse here is the store.  If the parents had done something crazy, then yes, take the child, but eating a sandwich???????  I don't care how stupid something you do when pregnant is it can't be more stupid than what the people at the store did.  And, they don't have hormones to use as their excuse!

Penguin giving birth by Reynolds, Dan

Pregnant couple: I'm so glad I'm a woman/I'm so glad I'm a man. by Streeter, Betsy

Wednesday, November 2, 2011

God Given Talents

     I love music.  It can do so many different things for the soul.  Some songs I like the sound more than the words and sometimes the words to a song speak to me personally or are just a great message.  I can't imagine anyone not enjoying some kind of music.

     I think I may have a certain appreciation for it because I can't sing or play any kind of instrument.  Those things can be learned, but most of the time they are God given talents. 

     I have a lot of songs I really like to hear on the radio right now, but I am just fascinated with Adele's voice.  She sang "Rolling in the Deep" and now has "Someone Like You" playing all the time.  She, to me, has an amazingly strong voice.  It is really unique and just stands out.  She is having some trouble with her throat and it has been said in the news that she has to have surgery.  There have also been rumors that she has throat cancer, but many sources say that isn't true.  She supposedly has some problems and is expected to make a full recovery from surgery.  She did cancel all her shows through the rest of the year.

     It is confusing and frustrating when you have been given a talent and don't understand why you hit a bump in the road.  We all know one day we will be told why we have had to face certain things, but all you can do until then is have faith.  That is really the most important thing at all times.

I love these Bible verses:

Romans 12:4-8

4) Just as each of us has one body with many members, and these members do not all have the same function, 5)so in Christ we who are many form one body, and each member belongs to all the others.  6) We have different gifts, according to the grace given us.  If a man's gift is prophesying, let him use it in proportion to his faith.  7) If it is serving, let him serve; if it is teaching, let him teach;  8) if it is encouraging, let him encourage; if it is contributing to the needs of others, let him give generously; if it is leadership, let him govern diligently; if it is showing mercy, let him do it cheerfully.

     It is easy when we have a God given talent.  Those things come to us naturally.  The hard part is sometimes finding what your special gift is. God has a very special plan for all of us.  Even when we have multiple gifts sometimes He has a way of leading us toward that one specific thing He wants us to do.  That is hard to understand sometimes.  Even if you may be good at several things you have to trust God to take you in the direction that is meant just for you.  I try to explain that to my kids when things don't always go as they would like, but it can be hard to take in at times. 

     My daughter's favorite quote is "Everything happens for a reason".  I love that too.  Even though I love hearing Adele sing, I think it is hard for us to remember that those God given talents are given to us solely for the purpose of serving God.  That is our whole reason for being on this earth.  It can be hard to remember sometimes because everyone stays so busy, but I have to remind myself that all the things I stress over don't really matter if they don't serve the purpose of serving God.

     I heard one of Adele's songs earlier and it just got me to thinking about the precious gifts God gives to us and how important it is to appreciate them and use them to serve Him.  Maybe those bumps in the road are just God pausing our lives for a minute to remind us of how to use those special gifts.

What is your God given talent and how do you use it to serve Him?

Here is the video for "Someone Like You".



Tuesday, November 1, 2011

Kim Kardashian Is this a new generation of marriage/relationships?

     Kim Kardashian spent more time planning her wedding than the marriage lasted.  A lot of people are wondering if the whole thing was real or just for her reality show.  I think it was real to begin with.  I watch the show and have a strange fascination with the whole family.  I should be embarrassed to say that, but, hey, I don't get out much, only concentrate on my kids, so I guess there are worse things I could do.

     Have you heard the jokes already about things lasting longer than Kim's marriage?

                   According to Twitter, here are a few other things:
  • From @Seth_Rogen: "Kim Kardashian's 'singing career.'"
  • From @lizzwinstead: "The flavor in a stick of Fruit Stripe Gum."
  • From @PBSGwen: "Herman Cain at #1 in the polls."
  • From @TobeyMonster: "[Lady] Gaga's real name."
  • From @ChristyAnderson: "However long it took to find Nemo."
  • From @AshJed: "Dora the Explorer's pause, when she is waiting for you to answer her question."
  • From @A_MgDee: "The hashtag #ThingsLongerThanKimsMarriage."
  • And of course, from @SoVeryAwkward: "That awkward moment when the list of #ThingsLongerThanKimsMarriage is longer than Kim's marriage."

Kim Kardashian Files for Divorce from Kris Humphries

     I know marriages in Hollywood don't normally last long, but I am wondering if there is a whole new generation of short lived relationships in the making.  Things are so different than they were years ago when people got married.  Divorce was considered taboo and nobody wanted to be a single mom.  If you got pregnant before marriage, you disgraced your family and was shipped off somewhere.  Today, women don't even go the old fashioned way about even getting pregnant.  You can just skip being with a guy physically all together.

     Maybe things are just too easy and since divorced people are the majority, leaving long lasting marriages in the minority, nobody puts a lot of effort into making a relationship last.

     I don't personally like being a divorced, single mom.  That wasn't in my plan.  Although, being married to a giant ass wasn't part of the plan either so I will take my situation over being miserable.  I do admire couples that respect one another enough to stay together.  I think that is the key, respecting each other.  Love that starts out as lust fades, and sometimes it is really hard to love someone you are with all the time.  But, if you have respect for that person you can pretty much weather anything.  I think that is what is missing is genuine respect for the person you have promised in front of God to stay with until death do you part.

     I can see a whole new generation of either divorces or single people in the future. Forget about people being together a long time.  That is a big deal and something to be proud of, but we may see more single people than even married at all before long.  My two older kids are in high school and things are so different than when I was in high school.  That was over 20 years ago, but not 100!  Not enough time has passed to change the way teens date, or should I say not date, compared to years ago.  It is so hard for me to comprehend relationships between teens.  I won't say all, but most teen boys will not ask a girl out, pick her up at her home (walking to the door is great but just picking her up is a plus today), and take her somewhere and bring her home.  I am just totally confused at how strange this is. Kids just "meet up" or whatever.  I don't get how they don't seem to care if they date at all.  Boys used to be aggressive and beg you to go out with them, now they just avoid and ignore the idea.  All the ew ways of communication doesn't help either because now a boy and girl don't even have to actually talk to each other.  Ignoring is way too easy too.  I don't know if because so many kids are from broken homes that they just don't see the purpose of a real relationship or what it is, but it makes no sense to me. 

     As frustrated as I get with the boys my daughter's age, and I get really frustrated for her and her friends, I also have a 15 year old boy and can kind of see where they are coming from.  Kids are so overwhelmed with school, sports, if they have to work, and any extra curricular activities that I don't think they want to be bothered or take the time to have to commit to anyone. When they do get a break they don't want to be hassled with impressing someone.  They would much rather hang out with their guy friends. I know with my daughter, she would like to go on a date, have someone to go to things with, but as far as being with someone 24/7 she isn't interested in that.  She likes to do her own thing and have time to herself. But, I think there are some cases where some girls (and guys) are so clingy and needy that it ruins it for those that just want something less serious.  It is like this new generation is scared to be tied down or have to commit in any way to anything.  I know they are just in high school, but I have watched and it doesn't seem to get a whole lot better as they enter their early 20's.

     Manners are a lot different too.  My kids will make plans and then they change constantly.  It drives me crazy.  Used to, when you were invited somewhere and said you would be there you went.  If someone called you, you returned the call. You wouldn't choose to just ignore someone. If it was the day of something and you decided at the last minute you didn't really want to go, tough!  You went anyway.  If you didn't, people got their feelings hurt or were offended and it made you look bad.  That isn't the case today.  When my kids change plans I worry to death about the changes, but in their words, "It's no big deal."  It doesn't bother them to change plans at the last minute or have someone else change on them. 

     I have gone way off of this subject, but it just seems that any kind of commitment or "stick to it 'ness" is really lacking nowadays.  We are going to be in a world with these future adults who won't stick with a job, partner, or anything else.  I don't see how you change it, but it sure does make me miss the way things used to be, and in my opinion, the way they should be.

     Good luck to Kim K and Kris Humphries.  (I will say that would have probably been a deal breaker for me to date a guy with the same name and spelling as my mom.  Kim's mom is Kris Jenner.)  This is big news now, but I am sure we will be talking about their new relationships and break ups and new relationships and break ups, and so on by Thanksgiving.

Monday, October 31, 2011

Happy Halloween!!!!!

     Well, Halloween is here and I am still not ready.  I have completely let myself down, but I am still not feeling too well, so I am going to just let it go.  Although, to make up for it, I may start decorating next August when the kids go back to school!

     The kids had plans with their friends and since we are only on one street, we don't get many trick or treaters.  This is the first time since I have been a mom I haven't handed out candy.  I am still coughing my head off so I am not sure who would want candy from me anyway.  I put a sign on the end of my driveway to let the very few we have that I am not handing out candy.  We don't get many, but we have a really long and steep driveway so I want to spare the handful who will walk up the driveway just to see.

     My kids laughed at my sign.  We have a lot of spanish speaking people in our community and I wanted to clear up any confusion.

We found this costume one day when we were out playing around and looking at the Halloween store.

I told him the props were inappropriate and should be put away, but I have to be honest, they made the costume.  I just didn't like knowing that was my 15 year old son with those in his hands!

I made this necklace for Sydney.

My three babies.  Carrying on the tradition for their mama!  I know they think they are too old to dress up, but I like to think I have instilled a love for Halloween in them.  They have made me proud!

Friday, October 28, 2011

My Sister's Birthday

     I want to wish my sister, Amanda, a very Happy Birthday!  She is my little sister and I don't have enough room on this blog to tell her how much I love her.  We have always been so close and she is always there for me.  We had such a good time growing up together, but I think we are having more fun now that we are older. 

     We are so blessed to be able to live next door to each other.  Not only do I get to see her all the time, but we are a huge part of each other's kids' lives.  I love her kids like they are mine and I know she is just as close to my kids.  It is always funny to see her in my kids and me in hers.  Although, she kind of got the short end of that stick because when her kids are acting like me she usually calls me and tells me to come get them for a while! 

     We are almost 3 years apart so we were usually into the same things growing up.  High school was fun because we shared a lot of friends and memories.  Luckily, we never shared boyfriends though!  She has practically been with her husband her whole life so fighting over boys wasn't an issue.  He has always been like my brother. 

     I appreciate so many things about my sister, but to say she is a good mom is such an understatement.  I know that is the best compliment I can give her because that is what means the most to her.  I have so many stories that would completely embarrass her, but since it is her birthday, I will give her a break.  She has always been so much fun and doesn't give a lick about what she does or says.  She would do or say whatever she wanted to growing up and it was usually hysterical.

     She's the one that will just do something crazy like start dancing if the room gets too quiet.  She was always doing things in church to get me to laugh.  She was always the sneaky one that did something to get me in trouble and then she would look like an angel.  She still does the funniest things.  My kids love being around her because she is so carefree and fun.  Her daughter, Skylar, is like her in that way.  We go to the football games at the high school sometimes and Skylar likes to sit right next to the band.  And.....she loves to just break out in a dance when they play a song she likes.  Completely embarrasses her older brother Walt!  I know how he feels!  Amanda would do the same thing to me!

This is a picture of her with her youngest, Samuel, and her cousin Donald that Samuel is named after (Samuel Donald).  Technically he is our cousin, but he is so much more than that to us. She was so close to Donald's mother and she absolutely adored Amanda.  She was our aunt by marriage, but she couldn't have loved Amanda more if she had been her blood aunt.  She spent a lot of time with her when we were little.  Amanda would always tease me because since I was the first grandchild on both sides she always said I was the grandparents' favorite.  We would go stay with our aunt and it was clear who her favorite was!  And, Amanda loved it!  They had a really special relationship and Amanda was heartbroken when she passed away.  I think she may have been around 9 or so when she lost her and it was really hard for her.  I can still remember her being so grown up and going to the funeral home.  I was a chicken and couldn't go in, but Amanda would have never let Fanny down.  She has an extra special relationship with Donald because of the time she spent at their house and he knew how much his mom loved her.  He is also Amanda's godfather.

Happy Birthday, Amanda!  We are getting older, but that just means every year we grow closer and closer!  I love you very much!

(Skylar prepared a little rap for Amanda.  I need to see if I can get her to do it and video it for on here.  It was so funny.  One part went kind of like this,  "Happy Birthday, Mom    Your're 58.  Oh, wait, no you are 38."  It was so much like something Amanda would have done to our mom!)

Wednesday, October 26, 2011

It's Almost Halloween!

     I can't believe Halloween is a few days away and I have nothing to show for it in my house!  I always have everything decorated and scary stuff on my porch.  I have an entire room in my basement full of Halloween decorations.  I shouldn't tell this, but I have way more Halloween decorations than Christmas.

     I have always loved Halloween.  I think it is because once it comes around, Thanksgiving and Christmas follow right behind it.  A lot closer now that I am an adult than it did when I was a kid.  I don't want to even talk about Christmas shopping.  Every year I get closer and closer to the last minute.  Some people like it that way.  They think it is part of the Christmas spirit to shop near the end, but I am way too much of a nervous and anxious person to enjoy waiting and hoping I find what I need.  Also, since I practically have no immune system left it is best for me to stay away from crowded malls if I want to be with family on Christmas.

     I enjoyed decorating every room in my house for Halloween before I had all my nieces and nephews.  My kids enjoy the decorations, but they have grown up with them.  I have one nephew, Tyler, that absolutely loves all my stuff, but the rest won't come over until I take them all down.  My oldest nephew, Walt, hates all of it.  He hates one thing I used to put on my porch more than the rest.  It is a really creepy little demon looking boy with overalls.  You sit him on the porch and it has a motion detector and when you walk by its head rotates all the way around making a creaking noise and then he has this evil laugh at the end.  Walt won't come anywhere near it.  The last year I had it out he went to school and told his teacher his aunt had a "crackhead" on her porch so that was pretty much the end of that. 

     Me and Sydney are way too into the Twilight series.  Two years ago, I got several life size characters from the movie and put them in the windows.  They looked pretty good from the road.  It really looked like they were standing in the windows looking out.  BUT..... now we have all these life size characters that just look stupid the rest of the year. 

     I don't even have a pumpkin out.  Anybody that knows me well knows that is just not like me at all.  In my defense, I have been fighting bronchitis the whole month and got my rear end kicked with it this last week so between that and both boys playing football, Halloween has just not been my top priority this year.  That, and I like having my nieces and nephews over at my house.  I had my decorations in my garage last year trying to see what I wanted to use and put back in the basement.  My brother in law, Harrison, drove up the driveway in their golf cart, let Skylar out, and started going back down the driveway.  I think she almost out ran the golf cart trying to get away from my garage.  Tyler is the only one that appreciates my stuff.  He can remember from year to year what I have and where I put it.  He isn't scared of any of it.

     My youngest, Stratton, has football play offs this weekend, but maybe we can at least fit in a scary movie.  We have to do something or I am going to have to wait a whole year for Halloween to roll back around.  I do wish I knew how to do this light show.  I would love to have it on my house!

Thursday, October 13, 2011

Modern Family Is The Best Show On TV


     I have admitted many times I am addicted to TV.  I even sleep with mine on and the second it "goes to sleep" I wake up.  Some people have to have the room completely dark and quiet, but I hear every noise if there is total silence.  I am clumsy enough with light, so I have to keep some on in case I get up in the middle of the night or I am sure I would hurt myself.  Then, it would be dark and the kids couldn't find me!

     I love all kinds of TV.  There are some really good new shows, but I haven't gotten started with some of them because our nights are usually crazy and I got tired of recording things only for them to get bumped off for the space for my boys to record ANYTHING having to do with football.  Me and Sydney will record something, finally have time to watch it only to browse our recordings and find it missing, but, oh, there is plenty of football for us to watch!

     Modern Family has to be the best and funniest show on TV right now.  It has to make a connection with every family that watches it.  I talk about my family a lot on here, but my definition of family is the people around you that love you unconditionally and are there for you no matter what.  My family consists of a few adults and alot more kids, but family can mean many different things.  Any time you have a group of people that share the same values and make each other a priority you have a family.  This show expresses that idea in such a good way.  It is really funny and normal.  They have three households with different situations, but in the end, they are family and there for each other.  I don't know which of the three groups is more funny.  The dad, Phil, is hysterical.  Last night when he accidentally hit his son it looked just like something my brother-in-law Harrison would do.  We had a big snow this past winter and he decided to make a ramp for the kids to sled down.  Well, he underestimated how little my 4 year old nephew weighs and he was airborne for a good 2 seconds.  My sister, Amanda, can remind me of Claire at times. She started tapping on the window to let him know she was watching. I think any time you relate to a show it makes it much more enjoyable.  This show is relatable in SO many ways.

Here are a few pictures from "the ramp".

Phil  Harrison working on the ramp.

Tyler, Timothy, Shane, and Ty after their turn.

In this picture, I am pretty sure Macalister is cutting his eyes in the direction of the big window Claire Amanda was watching from.

  Last night's episode was particulary funny.  If you didn't see it, or if your recordings get bumped for football you can click here and watch the full episode.  What do you think is the best show on TV?

Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Who Brought The Brownies?

     Some news articles seem too funny to be real.  Have you seen this? This is one of them.  The article is:

Seniors Sickened by Pot Brownies at Funeral

Three Huntington Beach, Calif., senior citizens were hospitalized Saturday after they were fed pot brownies at a memorial service for their friend.
Two Huntington Beach and Newport Beach women, both 71, and an 82-year-old man ended up in the emergency room at Hoag Memorial Hospital in Newport Beach Saturday night with “nausea, dizziness and [an] inability to stand unassisted,” according to a report on the Huntington Beach Police Department’s Facebook page.
According to the report, a tray of brownies with medicinal marijuana was served during the ceremony, but no one was aware of the added ingredient.
“Our understanding is the person who passed away consumed brownies with medical marijuana in them, and apparently somebody put out a tray maybe in honor or tribute to that person, but didn’t tell everybody what was in them. And people were consuming the brownies without knowing they had the marijuana in them,” Lt. Russell Reinhart of the Huntington Beach Police told ABC News affiliate  KABC in Los Angeles.
All three people have since been treated and released.

     What is our world coming to?????  I love how the article from KABC said, "Police say the seniors complained of nausea and dizziness. They also had trouble standing."  Really??  I can't imagine why they couldn't stand on their own.

     What about the rest of the people at the funeral who ate them?  Did they have a case of the giggles as those poor 3 people were taken to the hospital? 

     That was really dangerous to serve the brownies without telling anyone.  There is no telling what kind of medications the three who got sick were on and it could have been really bad.  I am sure they were very scared.  I am a little confused why the brownies were sitting out in the first place.  Unless it was after and the plate was there with other food, why would you have a plate of brownies out at a funeral anyway?

     Can't you just see this as a movie, though?  Except instead of being taken to the hospital, the three hop in a car and go to Vegas or something.  They get into all kinds of trouble.  It is a cross between Cocoon and The Hangover.  Or maybe they wake up somewhere bizarre like a strip club or in a hot tub and have no memory of how they got there. Maybe it is like Weekend at Bernie's and they take their deceased friend with them. I shouldn't find this funny, one of them could have gotten really sick or even fell, but it had to be a little humorous..........for everyone else!

Thursday, October 6, 2011

Who Would Have Thunk It?

     This is the worst time of the year for me with my allergies.  We had a lot of fun last weekend, but the wind whipping around everything that doesn't agree with me made for a sick feeling girl the first of this week.  My allergies can make me feel worse than any infection or bug.  BUT, I do feel a little better and am so, so, so (can't say it enough) glad we have a 4 day weekend!  I am hoping we will get some rest and have some fun.

     I have said before and I will say it again, I can not believe how into football I am.  Like any mom, I enjoy watching my kids play any sports, but I am very pleasantly suprised at how much I enjoy watching football.  I used to think it was a dumb sport.  I think I thought that because I didn't get it.  I am still looking for the Football for Dummies book, but I have learned a lot.  I still believe hunting is a stupid sport, anything you participate in where you wear camo AND neon just doesn't make sense, but maybe I haven't given it a fair shot. (no pun intended!)  Maybe if I could "hunt down" what I would really like to I would enjoy that sport too, but I don't think there will ever be an Open Season for what I would like to see suffer.  I apologize for that, it must be all the antihistamines.  No, I think he deserved it.

     What has suprised me the most about the sport of football is the discipline and so many other things my boys are getting from the sport and being on the team.  They are around some really great men and are learning a lot more than just how to play the sport.  I love that.  It is a lot of hard work and I don't see my boys like I am used to, but I am so thankful they are involved in it and absolutely love it.  The season goes too fast.  I am going to miss their games when it is over and I really can't believe I just said that!  The good thing about where we are from is that they don't give you much time to miss it.  Especially the older boys.

     This sounds like me trying to explain football!  So funny!



Friday, September 30, 2011

Homecoming and Friday Night Football

     Today is Homecoming at our school.  It is always a big deal in every school around the country, but we have a lot of history and tradition with ours.  I think it makes it extra special for me, personally, because as I watch my kids enjoy all the festivities I remember all the things I did in the same high school at this time. 

     We have our parade that goes down Main Street.  This is a big tradition.  My great grandmother's house is still right near Main Street.  I remember when I was really little watching my Aunt Gina in HER senior year homecoming parade.  This is always a fun time and especially so for those around here who have so many memories tied to it.

     I have said before we are a little like Friday Night Lights around here.  We love our football and it isn't Friday night without it!  Both of my boys are playing and I am so suprised at how much I love watching it.  My older son plays on Thursday and my younger plays on Saturday, so we have 3 straight days of football. 

   It is a big part of our community, but it is kind of the glue that brings everyone together.  I love being in such a small town.  It is a lot bigger than it used to be, but that just means I have a lot more friends than I used to.  Some things have changed in the way of Homecoming from when I was in school, but it is still a really special time and it leaves every year with added memories and sometimes new traditions to fit the new generations.

     When I was in school, it was kind of a big deal for the girls riding in the parade to get a driver.  It was usually a football player and you never knew who would jump in and ride along at the last minute!  You wanted to get the best and "coolest" car so the best and "coolest" guys would want to drive you and ride along.  Some of that has changed and my daughter will have to settle for my dad or brother to drive her, but they will definitely make sure it is a memorable experience for her. 

     I have to go get some things done because it is a half day for the kids and I can't wait to see my daughter, son, niece, and 3 nephews in the parade this afternoon!  We have worked on signs, floats, and making sure we have plenty of candy to throw so I think we are all ready!  Then.............................Friday night football!

You have to watch this all the way through if you have never seen it from the movie Friday Night Lights.  It is so much more than just a game.


Wednesday, September 28, 2011

I Don't Get It

     We have a Dairy Queen right here close to the house and it is WAY too convenient.  My dad is so funny.  He has such a fun sense of humor and will go out of his way to make the kids laugh or even embarrass them if the mood hits him.

     One of their favorite stories is of him at the Dairy Queen.  He talks very country and when he placed his order at the drive thru, he ordered a water bottle.  Simple enough, right?  You know how drive thru speakers work, especially if the person on the other end is a teenage girl that would love to be anywhere else.  Her response was, "Sir, we don't have watermelon."

     My dad repeated the order, then when he got to the window and she gave him everything he asked where he watermelon was.  Her answer......"I don't get it."    And................................she wasn't even blonde!

     Their other story is of how they forgot something at the drive thru so my dad parks and walks back through the drive thru.  Of course, he had to look like he was driving an imaginary car at the time!

     There are a lot of things I don't get it.  And, a lot of them don't have anything to do with being blonde.  People make no sense some times.  We have a new billboard in the area and it has been on the news.  Nope, it isn't a new strip club or anything controversial.  It is a billboard for Outback Steakhouse advertising new grilled steaks.  Easy enough.  BUT, it has a smoke effect coming out of the sign.  According to the news, Outback called the fire department before putting it up so they would know it was not really on fire.

     But, wouldn't you know, there have been several calls from motorists about the Outback sign on fire.  What is puzzling to me is that everyday people witness crimes and do nothing.  There are a lot of reasons people are aware of others in danger and don't do anything about it.  There is even a psychosocial behavior known as the "bystander effect".  It is when the more people that are around a crime when it occurs the less likely any of them will do anything about it.  There have been studies on why this happens.  I just don't get it why so many people, while driving a car mind you, will call about a sign they believe is on fire. 

Even if that sign is an ad for grilled steak.

If you aren't as cool as me (I still don't get all of these.  My daughter showed me a text this weekend with wby and I thought the boy mispelled why.  It was short for "what about you",)  SMH means shaking my head.   Thank goodness for spellcheck for this next generation!

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Saturday, September 24, 2011

Happy Birthday, Nana!

     I want to wish my Nana a Happy Birthday!  I have talked about her so many times on here and the word that best describes her is dependable.  I have said she means so much more than that to me, but you can never underestimate the power of being dependable in someone's life.  It is hard to find those people you can truly depend on, no matter what.  She is one of those people to me, and I hope I never take it for granted.

     She cracks all of us grand and great grandkids up because she just says what she thinks.  You can't understimate how helpful and underappreciated that is at times too!  We joke and say if you want an honest opinion, go ask Nana.  But, that also falls in that dependable category.  You know she is going to be honest and tell you what is for your own good, whether it is what you want to hear or not.

     She is a sharp lady that has done a lot of different things in her life.  She has never been afraid of trying something new.  She has worked in different fields from real estate to beauty shop owner!  I remember when I was little she had a ceramic shop out of her home.  She is very smart and just goes after what she wants.  That is just one of the things I have always admired and respected about her.  She is also one of those people that can go anywhere and will run into someone she knows.  No joke.  She can be out of state and strike up a conversation with someone and before long they know someone in common or come to find out, she knows them or has sold them a house at some time.  That always cracks me up.  She is really friendly and can talk to anyone about anything.  She, almost literally, never meets a stranger.  That fun side of her is what all of our kids love about her too!

     Nana, I hope you have a GREAT birthday and I hope you know just how much you mean to your children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren!        One more thing about Nana.  She has a necklace she wears all the time that has charms for all of her children and grand and great grandchildren.  She loves to show it off and the look on her face when she is telling someone about it and who each charm is for is priceless!

This was at Sadie's Christening.  It is a five generation picture of our Meme we lost last year, Nana, my mom, my sister Amanda, and Sadie.  All five are women!  Five generations doesn't happen often anymore, and especially all the same gender.

Nana and Macalister.  She is wearing the charm necklace.