Mississippi By Storm!

They have caught on! We've got T-shirts and Mississippi wants them! Filling T-shirt orders by the droves, I am working like mad to get all of your T-Shirt orders out before the long weekend. Speaking of which I hope everyone has a great weekend planned ahead, I definitely do. Check back for "Madonna" pics next week.

Just for fun here is where I sent Mississippi Moms T-Shirts today (curtisey of Goggle Maps!).

Pet Defender of the Universe!

Today I found my reason for living, my purpose in life. The day started out like any other I woke up, got dressed, put my shoes on one foot at a time. Like always I made my glass of sweet tea for the road. We drove by the house to check on the job site on our way into work. While driving up Hwy 49 we were cut off by some guy in a pipe utility truck merging into traffic at 35 miles an hour. Jerk. Then it happened, we pulled into The Clarion Ledger parking lot and I heard it. There were small cries coming from underneath a pickup truck we parked next to. All of a sudden I swung into action, the husband abandoned me for promises of an early morning ham croissant, but no matter to me I pushed on.

After noting their parking decal number I reported the incident to HR and went back out for a search and rescue mission. Tip toeing around the end of the now silent truck I whisper, “Here little guy!” and all of a sudden wails came from the bed of the truck. I crawled on my hands and knees under the truck and there he was, on TOP of the spare tire INSIDE the underbelly of the truck bed.



After talking with his owner it appeared “Sweet pea” had commuted an hour into work this morning all the way from Morton to Jackson. After riding on the spare tire just inches from the spinning tires and rapidly moving interstate, he is now resting peacfully and salfely at home. Now in addition to my recently acquired “beauty queen” title, (thanks Super mom) I wear a new title:

Unmasked Beauty Queen Pet Defender of the Universe!

*Saving the world's location issues and their pets one day at a time.

Day 35: Roof Sticks!

LOOK! A roof line! I hope the husband plans on hanging all of the Christmas lights from here on out. THAT ROOF IS HIGH!

It seems the framing phase seems to be taking a little longer than I expected, but that is OK. All of the walls are square and joints are tight, so they will hear no complaints from me. Building a house so far has been everything I had expected it to be.

Speaking of Christmas, my children have already mentioned making their Christmas lists. Our family LOVES the holiday season. Starting with football season all the way through New Years. One of our favorite family quotes of ALL time was a result of the holiday season. When asked what Santa was going to do in his house that given year, at age 3 little man replied,

"He's gunna gets *STUPID* with da toyz, TOYS erawhere!"


Oh, in my total ADD Fashion and speaking of football. . .

GO BULLDOGS!!!

Naked, Tomato Smashing, Cheese Chasing, Redneck Fest!

Since we are coming up on a long deserved Labor Day Weekend I figured I would share with you a few unorthodox holidays which, reported by Time Magazine, are celebrated around the world.

Hope you enjoy.

Inazawa, Japan: Hadaka Matsuri, The Naked Festival


Hidden somewhere in the midst of all these men in loincloths is one fully naked man. Touching him is believed to bring good luck and happiness.

(CB note: How would you like to be THAT GUY??)



Bunyol, Spain: Tomatina


In late August, thousands of people pelt each other with over 250 lbs. of tomatoes in a span of 60 minutes in an event modestly described as the world's largest tomato fight.

(CB note: "pelt"? Um, No Ma'am. I don't THINK so!)




Brockworth, England: Cheese Rolling Festival


In a dangerous tradition dating back to Roman times, competitors from all over the world run up a hill and then chase a 7 kg round cheese back down. The first who gets to it, keeps it.

(CB note: This guy does NOT look as though he has mastered the running part. The big prize at the end? Stinky Cheese?!)




And of course the best for last..the good ol' U-S of A.



Dublin, Georgia: The Summer Redneck Games


L-bow, the official mascot of the Summer Redneck Games, poses next to the mud pit with the festival's ceremonial torch. Started in 1996 as a spoof of the summer Olympics held in Atlanta, the Games feature bobbing for pigs feet, hub cap hurling and the Redneck mud pit belly-flop contest.

(CB note: CB is laughing so hard, she is speechless.)

Not In Need Of A "John Wayne Dude"

I wrote this one year ago today. It shows just how far we have come in one year. I love the Mississippi Gulf Coast and I am glad to see progress finally happening one mile at a time. . . .

I recently revisited to MS Gulf Coast for the first time since Hurricane Katrina. I, like everyone else who has visited the region, have to say the devastation is beyond words. I was so disappointed when I drove down 90. The old houses had been reduced to empty lots containing stairwells leading to nowhere. Every restaurant and shopping center have only signs left as their place holders. Shells of brightly colored souvenir shops left standing with visible merchandise still hanging off of the top floors. I guess I had expected the rebuilding to be further along than what it was. I had expected this because the media had been reporting all of the recovering which had taking place. I had mistakenly equated that to rebuilding. There is sporadic rebuilding by way of the casinos, about 3 hotels, and a few condos. The housing is not there yet; FEMA trailers are parked on every street. Most of the impeding storm debris has been removed, however there is still allot taking place. Signs reading “Stay out of Water, Storm Debris” are posted every twenty feet on the beaches. The MS Gulf Coast has a long way to go in the way of rebuilding. I assume it will come with time.

I asked my cousin Heather how in the world she could pull out of her driveway everyday and not cry. She said “Because compared to eight months ago, we are doing well. We don’t have to sleep in a tent with a pistol in our hand.” Sleeping with a gun to protect your groceries was the norm for people who lived in the region a year ago. I guess since it was put that way, we have come along way. Mississippians are resilient people. We were able to pick ourselves up without sitting on our loins waiting for a "John Wayne Dude" to do it for us. I guess it’s understood in MS everyone owns a gun, and if you try to take my stuff, expect to get shot. I think everywhere should be like MS! hahaha

Although I will not go into the politics of why rebuilding is taking so long, I will say this; I believe the one thing that could have averted one issue that faces the majority of the people who lived on the coast, insurance reform. It is sad the government will have to step-in and regulate insurance for flood prone areas. Unpaid insurance claims are why our coast still has a ways to go since Katrina hit a year ago today. Post Katrina, Insurance companies made out like a New Orleans Loota in a post Katrina Riot!, according to USA Today “Despite hurricane-related losses in several states, the property-casualty insurance industry posted a record $43 billion in profits in 2005. . . .” Well Mr. State Farm, maybe you can tell me, Do sponges sleep at night?

My buddy, Marshall Ramsey’s Aug 29th Cartoon, I have to say this sums it up!!

Yes, It Should Hurt.

I agree, if stupid had a few more symptoms people just might seek treatment. I could hear the infomercial now:

"Do you feel as though the world looks at you through sideways mad eyes?? Do you suffer from any of the following symptoms?

1. Dizziness
2. Dry Heave Vomiting
3. Explosive Diarrhea
4. Head Aches
5. Insomnia
6. Muscle Aches
7. Blurred Vision

If so take control of your life NOW! You could be suffering from stupidity!


Quick call this number now and free yourself from the confines of stupidity today. Dial 1-800-555-5555 to get an education today! BUT WAIT! If you call now we will throw in a free book on educated answers to use in every situations such as...

Thank you, Please, Excuse me, and Oh, that was my fault, and let me make it right..

Have you ever been in this situation?

"EERRRRR SCREEETCH *BOOM*!"
(Lady backs over your car in parking lot)

Lady exits van to access damage, says nothing, looks at you, looks at car, returns to driver's seat and quickly pulls off.

Standing there in disbelief you say "If ONLY stupid hurt!"

This all could have been avoided had someone not had a rampant case of the stupids!

*(Yes, this was an actual scenario and she did knock the paint off my car! Furthermore had she been even remotely less stupid, she would have driven off a little faster and I would not have gotten her tag number!)

Wonderful Crazy Dayz

Picture this,

A day where, waking up reveals the morning sunlight filtered by white roses left on the nightstand by someone you love with great affection. Lying in bed an extra 15 minutes you smell the aroma of coffee billowing from the kitchen. A hot steamy shower beckons as you finish your creamy latte. Getting ready, the hair styles ever so perfectly and the skin looks flawless as you depart for the perfect job. Your outfit is the cutest thing since Scarlet made her own dress from some ballroom curtains and gives you the confidence to look the world in the eye to say “Good Morning!” The prime parking spot under the shaded tree is open when you arrive right on time in your shiny new car.

The contractor calls on your break and states you need to go to the interior design warehouse to choose your doors and windows as soon as possible, because your new house is at that point with no doors to install. Just before getting off the phone he mentions raising your ceiling in the kitchen to ten foot will be no problem.

At lunch you reach into your pocket to reveal a twenty dollar bill you didn’t know you had and since its office lunch day you don’t have to spend it. Since you are still slammin in your good hair and “hey nah” clothes you feel ever so good about yourself and productivity is up! You get noticed by the boss and offered a spot on a very important structural office committee. Upon getting your new position you go after work to happy hour to celebrate with friends.

When getting home, being greeted by the most handsome husband and perfect family you could ever hope for puts a smile on your face. The homework is all complete and dinner is from your favorite takem’ outem’ place which was picked up on your way home. Once the children are all snug as a bug in a rug, you slide into your favorite comfy pajama pants and ratty t-shirt. Lying in bed you watch a TIVO’ed episode of “Clean House” so you can feel better about your cute outfit which is still hanging off the foot of the bed. Gently you fall into a deep sleep nestled up next to your perfect mate.

Has this ever happened to you?

Me neither.

Well each of the mentioned have happened to me, but not all on the same day. As a matter of checks and balances I imagine the good moments have to be spread out to keep order in the universe. If the stars all aligned and a day like this happened it would likely cause a weird phenomenon we like to call pure bliss.

Since we can’t have too much of that floating around, I’ll take my moments one day at a time.

Satan's Buggies

"I don’t know who invented those race car buggies where the child rides out in front of the cart, but they obviously have NO children."

This was something I said back in July. Well it just so happens I caught one of the "said buggies" alone stalking cars in the Kroger parking lot. Just WHO in their right mind designed this????



You like my fancy artwork?? Jennifer in online graphics is going to die! I am sure she could have done better stick folks. There just is not much you can do to make a cell phone picture look good.

Blue Plate, Comin Up!

So apparently I am NOT the only one who ponders weird things no one else takes the time to think about. Today we were coming back from lunch discussing an eating establishment who served a “blue-plate special” at lunch. Uh hunh, someone asked it, just as I thought it.

Why is it called a “blue-plate special”?
It was also commented that they are never served on blue plates, which was what begged the question in the first place. So I put on my research pants and what I found was interesting, not only was I not alone in pondering such a thing, Mr. Ted Nesbitt with the Bibliographic Instruction/Reference Elbin Library at the West Liberty State College in West Liberty, West Virginia wondered the exact same thing.

What does this mean? For me, reassurance I am not as cracked up as I thought myself to be, other than that…Nothing really. Anyway Mrs.Shari Haber happened to know the answer to his (& my) question. So without further ado I give you the answer to the question we all secretly wonder. . . .

Why IS it called a “blue-plate special”?

"American Speech" (vol. 32, Oct. 1957,pp. 234-5)
Links the origin of the "blue-plate special" to blue-willow-patterned plates that were used to serve inexpensive meals in New York restaurants (and elsewhere) from the mid-1920s to the 1940s. The meat or fish, and the vegetables, were all served on one large plate, divided into compartments.

Shari Haber
MCLS Reference Center

Seek The Open Door

Several women I know are going through serious difficulties life has unfortunately dealt them. Two are very close personal friends of mine. A few are new friends I have yet to meet, but have had frequent conversations in the BLOG world. As a friend, being there is about all you can do. Sorry for the not so "upbeat" BLOG, but I feel like for the women I mentioned, I needed to share this.


Six years ago I went through a major turning point in my life. My life had taken an uncontrollable turn I had not anticipated. The world as I had known it had literally crashed around me. Scores of support from all of my friends and family came from unexpected places. Support and all, nothing seemed to help the situation.

There comes a pivotal point in life when you have to choose to pick yourself up and move on. Hallmark of all places was where I had my epiphany. No, it wasn’t a cheesy “hope you feel better” card, although I couldn't resist reading a few Maxine specials. As I was strolling through the home interior items I noticed a very small 2x2 glass framed quote. The item was so small and nestled in between larger frames that I nearly looked right over it. Almost instinctively I picked it up and read it…

“When one door of happiness closes, another opens; but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one which has opened for us.”
Helen Keller

It was at that moment I realized I had spent so much time looking back at what had gone wrong, that I couldn’t move on. I bought the frame and placed it on my desk as a constant reminder no matter what may happen, look forward and move forward. The first month I looked at it everyday. As time went on I needed it less and less.

It took one of my closest friends enduring my same fate for me to realize I didn’t need it anymore. The quote had become habit for me; it was inscribed in my mind always. The frame is long gone, but now when things don’t go as “planned” I try to remember things always have a way of working themselves out. Your life is predetermined and everything does happen for a reason. Like it or not life will go on with or without you participating. The decision has to be made to trust your inner faith in and seek the open door.

Topless Car Wash?

Brookhaven is a swinging hip town, but I didn't expect this from even them. I was extremely shocked when I saw this story in the news today.

GOOD LORD BESSY MAY!! COVER HOMER'S EYES!!!!



I was relived to find out it was hosted in Brookhaven,Long Island, and NOT Brookhaven, MS! There were men in vehicles lined up for blocks in both directions awaiting their turn to get a naughty peek-n-wash. How would they do that you ask??

Step 1: Setup a payment station, Hang tarps for privacy . . .



Step 2: Drive through and . . . .


SEE MAN BOOBS!!!

As a woman I find it extremely hilarious and justified!!! I think I just might send the Brookhaven Fire Department a check!

Day-27: Sticks!

We are well into Day 27 on the Bridges house building project. As little man would say,

"WOW! We gots sticks!"

The framers have been working since Monday. Walking through my house for the first time with walls standing was an incredible feeling.

For my children I believe it was equally exciting. They practiced telling each other, "Get out of MY room!" through the bare studs. I just might have given them both a coronary when I suggested knocking out the wall between their rooms to make one BIG bedroom for them both to share. Very quickly the motion was denied, and not up for further discussion.

My Day At A Kids World.

Yes, it was a wonderful fun filled day at A Kids World. What else could you ask for? Cotton candy (sugar), Space jumps, Slides, Rock walls, Ice Cream (sugar again), Fashion Makeovers, Clowns, Cookies (again sugar), Bungee jumpers, Music Shows, Magicians, Soft Drinks (even more sugar and add caffeine), Fire Trucks, and of course tons and tons of.......Grocery Store feet, or as us cuntrie folk like to call'em, Grocerieee Sto Feet. All available free of charge!!!

So without ferther ado..I give you a few of MY snapshots:

Here's our booth:



Look! It's me and my fabulous fellow blogger, Sandi(aka Notes from the Suburbs):


Here's Mrs. Judy "The Great", Online Director:


Say Hello to Mrs. Annie Oeth, The greatest supporter we have!




Mrs. Frances Mack (aka: Runnin with them Boys) was there in true Moms.com style! Work it gurl!


Lisa Hadden (aka: Because I Said So)came by to hangout with us and debate what thing on premises had the highest sugar content... (I say hands down it was the children!)



And of course my family came in full force!!

Me and the "Little Man" and his Doritos mouth!




Me and "Miss Thang", I told her to study the "Yes Ma'am" shirts really closely!



My Sister In Law Brandee, and my adorable princess niece!



When they said being a clown is serious business, I had my doubts. That is until my nephews put on their clown noses!! All business!!


These were suppose to be up today, but due to technical diffaculties, that just didn't happen. Better late than never I guess. Well it was lots of fun. Next stop??

Mistletoe Marketplace.

Gooooood Marnin!!!

Hello Readers!! Happy Monday Morning! Really, it is. We had the blast Saturday meeting everyone at A Kids World. This was our very first trip out and about to converse with our audience. Thanks to you guys, it was a very sucessful venture.

Our T-shirts were hugely popular, and as a result we are still getting requests for them this morning. So if you didn't get by to purchase one, they will be offered for sale at The Clarion Ledger front desk during regular business hours. If you can wait, keep an eye out, we will be posting an online order form real soon.


I will be posting candid shots later on today in my BLOG, so keep checking back for updates!!

Thanks again for the very warm welcome,

Sincerely,

Christy
:)

(*update) We have sizes from S-XXL and the cost per shirt is $15.00.

I Triple Dog Dare Ya!

Today will be an insanely busy day for me. Since my “bill paying” job title is Advertising Financial Analyst, I will be completing reports all morning. Immediately following will be running errands getting ready for tomorrow, picking up T-Shirts, getting my daughter fitted for her cheerleader uniform, go pay my taxes, and then later go setup for A Kids World…. Yes one big run on sentence for my run on life! The weird thing is as I am doing all of this there is a second thought pattern going on inside my head.

Mainly it’s, “What in the world could be in that deep freeze?” I know it sounds stupid, but in my travels I passed this house. One day I noticed they had set out a deep freeze in their front yard. When I passed by again a week later itwas duck taped it shut. Hmmm??? What could it be?? You think I am kidding?




See for yourself, (and yes all “stalker like” that is the dash of my car). I can hear the kids in that neighborhood,

“I’ll betcha a doller you won’t go open it!”
“Oh yeah? I triple dog dare ya!”

FREE?!?!

Who doesn't love free?? Well, if you have have seen the ads you know we will be at "A Kids World"! Lelani is giving away FREE tickets while they last. So if you are not already, register in our forum and send her a message with your details. She'll leave tickets at the door for you. Oh there is more free....

We will be giving away a free MississippiMoms.com T-Shirts every hour. Come by our booth and register to win. Just for registering you will get a free MississippiMoms.com magnet! If you don't want to chance not getting a T-Shirt, they will be available for purchase on site for $15.00. More importantly come see us!!!

See T-Shirt Designs Here:

















*This has been a Non-Paid advertisement, brought to you courtesy of boredom.

Lovin Me Some Elvi

Yep Elvi, That would be plural for Elvis, which to me Elvi sounds way better than Elvises or Elivss’. Now that I have that out of the way, I do. Love me some Elvis that is.

What I saw on Good Morning America this morning completely freaked me out. Graceland is hosting the first ever Elvis impersonator contest. They have flown the Top 10 best Elvis impersonators to Memphis to compete for the title of bestest “2nd” Elvi ever. There were one or two were dead ringers, but then there were a few that were just plain ol’ cheesy! Is it a right of passage to be a cheesy Elvis impersonator? There is nothing wrong with impersonating Elvis if you REALLY look like him, but if you don’t, please refrain from doing do and spare us the enormous “EW”!!! What type of “ew” you ask?

Here are my own personal Top 10, Elvi who should NOT quit their day job.


#1
Okay, Even Elvis didn't pump his own gas or make 5 cent copies, so quit playin...




#2
I am pretty sure Elvis never made a midnight K-Mart "buggy" ride, and if he did I am sure his cart would have been gold plated.




#3
Where does that cord go?? Would you expect to see Elvis roaming the streets with a corded mike??? Really, he's got wireless and WIFI by now!


#4
Is this Elvis McFarland? I didn't know he and Jack were brothers! You learn something new everyday! From now on it's "JUST ELVIS"


#5
Lucky Leprechaun Elvis? Doesn't he look magically delicious!


#6
FLASH DANCE!! Ya give me fever! I really think Elvis's clothes fit a little better than that. If I were in a room full of Elvi, I would have inspected the spare tire to be sure it was stowed properly!


#7
Dude! What's up with the quaff?? Is that an Elvi comb over?


#8
Catch him now!! It's Elvis's School Tour! Due to budget restraints we are cutting back on props and decor. For now crepe paper will have to do!




#9
Two words....Altitude Deficiency.




#10
Bonga Chicka Wah Wah...Trust me, I did spare you..noticed I cropped at the waist!!



Elvis who died 30 years ago today is still being idolized by men and women everywhere. Elvis was a truly great entertainer who definitely made a lot of Mississippi Moms swoon. I know I am one of them, so that being said I figured I would leave you with an image more representative of why we love him...

They Start Them Out Young.

As you know little man started kindergarten last Friday. We had the normal parent concerns about him being in an unfamiliar place for the first time. Well let me tell you, he has settled right in. We were completely shocked yesterday when we found out from his teacher he has a habit. Not only does he have a habit or routine, it’s one that is costing us money. We really don’t understand his need for this habit, as we thought we were filling the need for it at home.

Little man has to be at school no later than 7:45. So we make sure he gets up, eats breakfast, and is at school early. He’ll then have plenty of time to get settled before class starts. In doing so we have created a window of time he uses to get his fix. Upon arriving at school he reports to his classroom and then takes off down the hall to the pusher. After getting in line behind the other children (also needing their morning fix), that is when the deal is done. I don’t know how they lured him in or how he even knew it existed. The cafeteria has my son hooked on 2nd breakfast! I am still in disbelief! How did he know? I wonder how he found out they even served it? I imagine the conversation went something like this…

Random Kid: “Hey, guess what! If you go in that room they give you PANCAKES!”
Little man: “WHAT?!”
Random Kid: “Yeah, just give them your lunch number and they give you pancakes!”
Little Man: “I’m in! Let’s go!”

So it looks like I will no longer be feeding him and I'm prepared to pay the price……

Will The "Who" Responsible Please Step Forward?

There is this guy that moved into our house recently and to say the least, I am not too thrilled about his presence. He use to live in my in laws house many years ago, and somehow as old as he is, remains to stay around. Maybe you have heard of him, his name is “Not Me”. Although I have never seen this “Not Me” character, he is directly responsible for just about everything that goes awry in our household. A few examples are

Who applied the band-aid to the dog's head?
“Not Me”
Who hand washed the TV remote?
Um-Uh, “Not Me”
Who hid my left shoe under the couch?!
“Not Me”
Who put the rubber snake under my pillow?!?!
He-he-he, “Not Me!”

An all out assault to seek this guy out and destroy him is so on! If he shows up at your house, I have NO clue how he got there. It doesn’t necessarily mean I found him and/or evicted him from my dwelling. So if you are wondering who sent him your way?
All I have to say is. . .

“Not Me!”

She Loves Dork Meeses to Pieces!!

Just when I thought it couldn’t get any better, I got a threesome!!!! (Ok, heads out of the gutter!) Just for me, Morgan and her two brothers struck a pose and let me tell you……I fell out when I opened this picture!! I mean I have seen allot of dork moose, and this one takes the cake!!! What a way to start your morning off!! Thank you *1CluckyRN* for sharing!!

Day-18: Concrete Trucks!

Yep we are on day 18 of the Bridges Housing Project. Today we went on our lunch break to check out the ever changing job site. Low and behold we have concrete! Which I think is great, but poses a completely different problem. When little man finds out he missed the concrete trucks we are in major trouble. With any luck it will somehow be MY fault. The husband will inevitably go home ahead of me and tell him, “Momma called and made the concrete trucks come while you were in school, why did she do that?!” Yep. That is usually how it goes in our household. The whole blame it on momma or daddy (based on whoever can get there the quickest) just to watch his reaction.

Usually this is done when we go somewhere they like to eat without them. The husband will say, “Awe man the kids will be HOT when they find out you went to (insert restaurant here) without them” That’s when the race is on! So today, the race is about concrete trucks, and I have succumbed to the fact, Day #18 will be MY fault…

He might have won this inning, but the game’s far from over!

GOOOOD Mornin MONDAY Mommas!!

Happy Monday Morning People! Ahhh who am I kidding?? My butt is dragging this morning.

My son is always thinking of better ways to do things. I like to think he gets that from me. Last night before disrobing for his bath he looks at the laundry basket and says, "I like this laundry basket better than my hamper." Ok, when does a 5 year old care what type of laundry basket he has in his room? So we ask, “What is it about this basket you like better?” Simply he states…

“Because I can do this”, (he steps inside the basket, drops off all of his clothes, and steps out) of course! Why didn’t I think of that??? Who needs a stand up hamper when you can just get inside the basket, drop your drawers and not have to pick them back up?! What a genius! When I grow up I want to be just like him!

On a different note….

The Dork Moose is still sweeping Mississippi!! Say hello to Miss Aidan Hinton doin the moose on her way to school!




Everyone have a great week!

A DEAD CHILD?!? Are you kidding me?

Driving down Lakeland Dr. at 4:00 today, I heard on the radio the heat index at the airport was 109 degrees. When I finally got where I was going, my car had barely cooled off since leaving South Congress St.downtown. The heat was so sweltering it was difficult to breath. I am sure I don’t have to tell you how hot it has been, but apparently “someone” didn’t get the memo.

The fact the Mt.Olive Football player, Lonnie Magee is no longer with us as the result of a heat stroke, baffles me. As a mother and a former youth sports coach, I am out raged. Apparently I am not the only one; Chancery Court Judge Mitchell Lundy issued an order that stated all schools under a heat advisory could not practice outdoors between the hours of 9:00 am-7:00pm as long as the temperature stayed above 100 degrees. Now the coaches are stating the call should be up to them. They are “trained” professionals and know what to look for.

Well apparently “someone” didn’t know what to look for and Judge Lundy felt the need to step in. I applaud him for that. The fact is someone’s child is dead. Period. End of story. That is NOT an oops you can make up for, or move on after. Coaches need to realize it’s not about winning or even practicing.

What's wrong with night practices? Is it the cost of turning on the lights? I bet every mother on the with a child on the team would chip in for field lights in the wake of this tragedy. As a card toting member of the NYSA, I am appalled that the coaches fought and won to over turn Lundy’s order. From every mother in Mississippi here’s a message to the coaches….

The ban should be statewide. There is NO reason to practice in 100+ degree heat. If you accidently kill off players, there will be no one to there to support you or play your games.

Just an FYI.


* My heartfelt sympathy to the Magee family. All of my thoughts and prayers are with you.

The Moose Is Loose!

It's the new craze sweeping the nation! Moms and children alike are doing it every where!

THE DORK MOOSE!!





Thank you Black Betty for the reader submitted "Dork Moose". I am glad to know I am not the only "MOMoose" that loves to act a fool! If you have a picture of your resident "Dork Moose" feel free to send it in and share! Everyone knows I like a good laugh!

I say, "If you can't laugh at yourself, Laugh at me!"

Setting The Record Straight.

Today was the day. My little man has started kindergarten. He is extremely lucky in the fact; his grandmother is the school secretary. So not only did my little guy start his first day of school today, he started it with an entourage! We have gotten reports from the school that there are several people peeking in the door to see how he is doing. He has even had a visit today from the school principal. When she approached him asking, “How is your day going so far?” He proudly answered, “My Grandmamma is the principal of this school, so you don’t have to check on me. I’ll be just fine!”

Giggling she said, “Okay sir!” Not having the heart to correct him, she reported back to “principal/secretary Grandmamma”.

They Just Can't Handle Me.

I consider myself to be a young whipper snapper. Partly because I am told just about weekly that I am “just a baby”. There is NOT a time I have gone to the casino and NOT gotten chased down by the doorman for my ID. So yes, I may look young, but I am losing “it”.

You know what I mean. The whole knowing what’s cool and hip these days. It has started; my daughter has already begun to tell me “Oh Aaron Carter is soooo yesterday!” Okay, so I am 5 minutes behind on the times, apparently even 5 minutes is too long in this day and age.

Here are my Top 5 signs you know you have lost “it”

1. When you go to Wal-Mart to buy a music CD for your daughter. When you arrive at the music section you look at the husband in total disbelief, because for the first time you have NO idea what the kids are listening to these days.
2. When taking your child shopping for clothes you say the phrase NO Ma’am entirely too much. Not to mention you find articles of clothing which you are not sure how to even put on. “Is this the top or the bottom??”
3. When you take your child to the movies and dinner and you notice he’s acting all James Bond covert hiding behind plants. It’s then you realize, he can’t be seen with “the Rents” by friends hanging out at the establishment.
4. When all you have to do to get your child to come home by curfew is threaten to show up at the designated “hang out” spot wearing shorts, knee socks & flip flips…



And lastly,
5. When you freak out and turn up the volume on the car radio while screaming, “That is MY JAM” all while Doin da’ Butt. Immediately following your daughter looks at you like you have completely lost your mind