Hoping this can find its way all the way to the places we are from to our parents, and our friends, and maybe up to heaven if it’s not too much to ask to wish those we love and adore and miss a heck of a lot l, wish them all the most beautiful Christmas Day!
Now I’m gonna get MY bag of banana runts and curl up to watch A Christmas Story again, maybe catch the family Griswald later as well
Or imma gonna run with my Razzles and head to the beach! It’s about 80 today!
A little giggle before I go, 👇🏻
Merry Christmas Ya’al!
Here I go again, what I know…
It’s a story of a boy, this certain boy, who by all accounts was willing to take one of the biggest leaps of faith and of trust that standing beside me made it possible for me to take those leaps myself. We stood together taking on our world both eyes wide open, ready and able to make some of the biggest changes of a lifetime, a bumpy road that together wasn’t so rough because we always knew we stood as two not one, not ever alone in this. No one knows me like you know me, and no one knows you like I know you. The man who stands with me, to me sometimes lead me or sometimes follow me, the one who holds not just my heart but our children’s as well.
Remember back to when you were 13 or look right NOW what you see on social media, make a conscious decision to say “No more” and stick to it, show me how to do that, lead by example dear Mummy. After all, I am watching you, my very own Mummy all the time not someone else’s Mum,, I see more than you know Mummy.
If you get offended, well, then go somewhere else and complain, not here
I was raised a BAMA fan because my parents love to ROLL TIDE, and I’m the black sheep of my family choosing MSU for college in the midst of my family that screams “Go Blue! And Hail to the Victors” and went to school there
But now I live in South Carolina and my kids both want to scream “Go Tigers” and it’s not the Detroit ones, it’s the CLEMSON ones,
So, I got my 23 rabbits feet that bring me such luck that I now have a lunatic stalker named MURPHY and he’s got these bizarro & weirdo LAWS that created this phenomena that follows me everywhere I go, for the SAKE of Murphy’s cousin PETE…i may have met my Waterloo! Oklahoma may win it all!
Here’s what I know:
I don’t eat too many sweets so the ONE mini pumpkin pie I buy ONCE a year, I expect to be able to have as much cool-whip as I desire per each bite. If I’d like 3 spoonfuls of cool whip per bite that day than I want 3 spoonfuls per bite that day. Now I totally could care less how you eat it or how much cool whip anyone in this house desires at any given time of the year UNLESS it is time for my ONE mini pumpkin pie. You can use a spoon, your figure, your elbow if you’d like really, I would even buy three containers of said cool whip and write your name on it with a sharpie with your choice of color so it’s YOURS just so you have your own to smash your face in and maybe just eat it with your tongue if you prefer but when you eat your sisters or your brothers (I’m sure we know our own names by this point) if you eat Thing #2’s cool whip or de use to delve into the clearly marked Thing #1’s cool whip, you deal with the repercussions of the possibility of cool whip on your head or down your shirt but you know all this ahead of time. Yes, you put yourself in danger opening someone else’s cool whip, no one will be crucified but wearing cool whip is definitely a possibility. You have been warned
Now for that ONE container of cool-whip ONCE a year for my ONE mini pumpkin pie, I’d prefer that you chose to use a spoon, fork or even a knife (a utensil of some sort) in that ONE container that I will use for my ONE mini pumpkin pie ONCE a year. I would really like to enjoy that ONE mini pumpkin pie rather than think of you maybe sticking your big toe in it and then letting the dog lick your foot or the cat lick your elbow or knee. I hold no responsibility whatsoever if you do that do each other’s cool whip, I’m not interested in that war so have at it, however, I am the mom, who deals with requests 365 days a year and I always end up knowing the truth through you snitching on each other or perhaps from the surveillance cameras installed because of our animals who are binge eaters and break into our cabinets and fridge as we sleep each night. Best watch out if they get the freezer open, I suspect maybe try to hide your cool whip from each other and our animals, meanwhile if there is a pumpkin pie USE a utensil in the cool whip!!
Big award day for our middle schoolers first nine weeks. Pretty amazing that 58% of the student population in 7th and 8th grades made the honor roll. That is propels this school into one of the best in the state! Congratulations little buggers!
As Troy and I sat listening to the names being called, my peripheralb vision caught movement as if I was going to get smacked in the head. Startled, I looked to my right to first see a man’s face with his eyes open so wide as if he was terrified of something waving his hands around. As I was trying not to stare at the crazy looking dude, I see 4 women sitting by him all mouthing something and waving their hands also the same direction as the terrified man. As I turn to my left I see a young girl in the percussion section about two seats down from my daughter and the girl was also waving her hands and mouthing something as well. The silence was not helping matters as they started mouthing the words so slowly, I was right next to them and I couldn’t figure out what they were trying to tell this girl who was looking more frantic as the hands of them all were getting frantic. The man hit the man in front of him. The people all around them were all looking now. The one lady next to me says to me, her legs aren’t crossed.
Ahhh, I see says the blind man. A tell Troy to scoot a big and I cross my legs and point to my knees. VOILA! Crises averted! Teach your young ladies to cross their legs when wearing dresses or skirts both long and short!
Then I looked to my daughter, and smiled because her legs were crossed.