We have heroes and we have daddy’s and if we’re lucky…they’re one in the same.

June 12, 2014

You have military heroes. You have world leader heroes.  You have sports heroes. You have celebrity heroes. You have all kinds. I have my Daddy. He lived in a house with mom and us 3 girls.   That’s a lot of estrogen. For years, he had a “panty drawer”.  Why?  Because little girls wear panties and when the clothes were washed, […]

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A good Daddy will always do what he has to do…even if it means doing it alone.

June 9, 2014
Keith Cayla Softball

He said the minute he held her, he knew his reason for being: To be her daddy. They married young.  He was in law enforcement and she was a young professional. For years in their marriage, she struggled with an unbeatable addiction to prescription medication.  It was the skeleton in their closet.  He did his best to […]

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Just discovered my teenager doesn’t understand me. Well, there’s a news flash.

June 4, 2014
Messy Room

Allow me to quote my 16-year-old teenager as I was driving her home from the college accounting class she’s taking and continuously gripes about but yet won’t shut her trap about the frat boy that’s in there and how even though she’s the youngest it’s not as hard as she thought it’d be but still though….her […]

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I always win. Even when she’s a jerk and mouthy and makes me want to punch her in the gut. I always win.

May 29, 2014
Me and Cayla

My girl had her 16th birthday back in mid-May. She’s a teenager, so as you can imagine, we experience a bit of drama-queen crap every now and then. More ‘now’ than ‘then’. This was one of those ‘now’ and also one of those ‘then’ times.  A double-dose of the drivel. In a very authoritative voice […]

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Mom, I might be sounding all thankful and crap but I still want your gumbo pot.

May 8, 2014
Mom Georgetown

Momma…I’m tired. And I only have one. One that “I” didn’t even birth. One that I got when she was 14.  Now she’s a week from being 16, and I’m worn to the bone. And I’m not juggling 3 kids, keeping food on the table, keeping a working husband happy. All while I’m going back […]

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I’m a jackass. And that’s ok because God thinks He’s funny and agrees. So now I don’t have to start smoking or share a cell in the pokey.

May 6, 2014
Keith Text

“I’ll just tell him I need an oil change later.  No need in him calling back this early for that.” “Do not forget to tell him to start the dishwasher before he leaves the house.  Do not forget.” “Maybe when he went to get his blood taken, they decided to go ahead and do his […]

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Getting old is now the new staying young…even if just in my book. Which is the only book that really matters in my world, right?

May 1, 2014

I have fought life for, well…my whole life. I moisturize. I eat healthier than most anyone I know. (At least 90% of the time.) (I mean, there IS that occasional mac and cheese, moon pie and well, there’s wine.  Ok, Ok.  There’s wine.  Get off my back.) I do the stupid treadmill.  Up to an […]

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Nobody said anything about old bras and hairy legs. No, no you didn’t.

April 25, 2014
Dont Ask

I do believe I’ve uttered the words, “I don’t ask for much…” no less than 17 times this week. It’s not like I’m asking for an around the world cruise. Or my own personal island. (Which I would love because then I could boss and people would listen because it was MY personal island and […]

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My husband goosed me, but I assure you it wasn’t the goose I was wanting.

April 16, 2014

Because there is no way in hell I can make this up…I’m gonna keep it short. At 9:06 am this morning, I called my husband while he was on the job. My husband. The PoPo The Fuzz The 5-0. Yeah.  Sorry.  Anyway. I called and he answered.  He  always, always answers. (Not because I could […]

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If I’m the only one high-fiving me I’m fine with that because I did this for me.

April 10, 2014

Last night I got a little irritated with the family. Or maybe aggravated. (Is there a difference between those two?) Then I realized I was really irritated and/or aggravated with me and they were just an easy blame. Let me do a little back-tracking.  I’ll keep it short. I’ll start with the subject of my […]

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