Should I Be Worried???

O.k. here's my concern...2 situations for you to assess-

Situation 1: My son walks up to me on a perfectly normal morning and says in his best Joey Tribbiani voice, "Lookin' good, Mom." And yes, there was a curved lip and slight chin lift to go with his question. Of course I start laughing and asking where he heard that? He just gave me a little smirk and walked off. Then I called my sister to see if her firstborn son, Asher, has ever done this. And to ask if I should be worried. "Nah", she says, "he's just a funny kid." So I'm told.

Situation 2: I am waiting for Trace to come home from school. I'm running around the house but I have the TV tuned to CMT's Redneck Weddings. (This show fascinates me. Seriously, have you ever seen people get married in a mud bog??? Watch this show and you will!) Anyway - this is a show about weddings right? Perfectly harmless right? Yeah, right. T walks in and he's draggin' from not getting enough sleep at rest time. So I ask him, "Hey, buddy, do you want to watch a movie?" Normally at this time I would hear a "yeah, let me pick one out." However, this time I heard, "NOOO. I want to watch THIS!" I turned to see what he thought was so interesting on the TV...HOOTER GIRLS!!! Who has Hooter girls at their wedding??? Rednecks! So tell me should I be worried??? Or, should all of you with girls around his age be worried???? And - this is just proof that you don't go to Hooters just for the wings!

Bulldog Babes

Here's to Hubby - my tried and true Georgia Bulldog fan.

Lovin' my Lipgloss

I now have a new reason to support my lip gloss habit. You see I am the woman who goes through those little baskets at Target to see what new shades of shine are now on sale. I can hardly pass them up. I LOVE lip gloss (and shoes but that is for another day, another time.)

Just this week I was running out my door trying to get the kids in their seats as fast as possible so that I could hit Hobby Lobby before meeting Hubby to vote. I started out my driveway but then stopped because the week before I left my house unlocked while out for hours. I just couldn't remember if I locked the door or not. I went to unlock my seat belt and noticed that I couldn't press down the release button. I finally got it loose but when I got back in the car - I actually did remember to lock the door - I had second thoughts about buckling up. The law won out and I decided to chance it. I called Hubby on the way and told him my dilemma. He laughed and said that it would be real funny trying to crawl out of my seat belt. Absolutely no sympathy or support! As we pulled into Hobby Lobby my mind started going in circles trying to figure out what I will do if my seat belt release won't work. The moment of truth came. I parked my car, turned of the ignition and reached for the release. My fear became my reality. My seat belt held me captive. I am proud to say that in this situation I didn't even think to curse but I did laugh. How many of us get trapped by our own cars? Have I offended my car? I have not been the best owner nor the most appreciative but I did not deserve this! I would not allow my car to hold me captive. I channeled my inner MacGyver and formed my plan. My tool of choice - my Shimmering Apricot tube of lip gloss. I jammed that sucker down into the release button until it gave way. Ha! I win. So for all of you who need a justification to buy another tube of shimmering, silky lip gloss - you just got it.

Rock Star

Every Mon and Wed Trace has school and now every Mon and Wed we pick up T's friend Alex. Alex is HILARIOUS!! The child cracks me up everytime I see him. This monday was no different. Once Alex was all saddled up in the seat he began to sing. Hmmmm...let me rephrase that. He was not just singing the child was belting it out. Now let me just say that last year I had the priviledge of teaching 8 children - 6 were girls. I had many High School Musical and Hannah Montana performances by my girls. Well, I didn't expect to have Hannah Montana's "Best of Both Worlds" song performed by these two 4-year-old boys. Needless to say that provided me a good little chuckle. Once the song was over Alex told T that his favorite rock star was Hannah Montana. Then he asked Trace, "Trace, who is your favorite rock star?" Trace pondered this a moment and then replied..."My mommy!" I love my kid! And yes, we do rock out in my car!

Aggressive Eater???

You decide!

Eight is Great

Eight years already??? Crazy.
Here is some fun info for you...
How we met: I was dating his assistant
How much longer I dated his assistant after we met: 1 week
First thing that attracted me to B: the way he prayed
When did we decide to get married: our first unofficial date - Dec 19th
When did B actually propose: April 13th
What was my response: You can't do that now! ( I hadn't met his parents yet)
When did I finally meet his parents: May 18th
How did I know B was "the one": God told me! no joke! it was loud and clear.
Day we got married: Oct 7 - obviously! (Happy Anni to Crystal and Blaine!)
Other important happenings on that day: St. Louis Cardinals beat the Atlanta Braves in the playoffs and for those of you that don't know I was raised a Cardinal fan and married into a Braves fam. Also, Georgia beat the Tennessee Vols 21-10.
Wedding Bloopers: The flowers we ordered were too big to fit on the stands. People were afraid to tell me. I could have cared less. I was about to marry Brad - who cares about the flowers! My sweet niece - who was one of the 6 kids in the wedding - loved having a basket of rose petals. She kept counting them and you know 3-year-olds can't whisper. Also, I have never officially taken any vows. Just Brad!!! Don't you know this comes up in some arguments. My sweet Grandpa was one of the pastors officiating. Unfortunately he had Alzheimer's and after he did the vows with B he pronounced us man and wife. We were only halfway through the wedding! The other pastor handled the situation beautifully but I still have not taken my vows. I'm thinking that someday we will have to redo our vows.

Anyway this is just some memories I thought I would share.

I love you, B!!!! Happy Anniversary.

Beach Beauties

Hole in One

I just need to do some braggin' about my 4-year-old. This kid can golf! O.k. maybe it's not golf but he can sure Put-Put. I think that in our 4 night run of Put-Put games he had about 5 hole-in-ones! We also discovered that he is a switch golfer. He can hit either right or left with the same accuracy. Its crazy. Also he beat me 2 of the 4 nights. I only played 2 of the 4 nights. Although, I did have a handicap...

Shea-Shea and I were partners. While she was awake I could golf with both hands but when she fell asleep I was the one-handed Put-Putter.

Freaky Fro Friday

Do babies have bad hair days?

Yes, they do!