This weeks MM question over at the RHOK was: Think about back when you met your spouse. Since then what is the one thing that has changed about you that you never expected to happen?
So, I can't think of anything really significant. After all, I am a very stubborn & unyielding independent type A person. All I can think of is that I am no longer OCD about cleaning and what not. Because after about 10 years I got really tired of picking up after people. It is really annoying to clean the bathroom twice a day. So now, it gets done when it get done. What can I say? If you like stuff splattered on the mirror, you can have it that way. Or, if you enjoy changing clothes 2-3 times a day, then putting them in the dirty clothes after wearing them for 2 hours- then I'll ignore pile getting bigger. What do you mean stuff does not go just where ever you want to leave it? That's what everyone thinks around here. And who is this Not Me, and where does he hide?? Meh. Whatev...
(image by Edward Koren)
Do you think that means I became more laid back?
I'm really just more cranky with a mess. In reality TV terms: I went from Obsessed to Say Yes to the Mess. If I end up on Psych Ward, you'll know why.
(edited from Tara's FB note) Dear Southern family readers & friends,
Today, there is a tremendous need for prayer &/or healing thoughts. Some friends of our family, Tonya and Kenny Foreman's daughter Shelby, 11, was diagnosed with Leukemia yesterday. Shelby had some tests ran after being ill for a short time, and was referred to a blood specialist in Tulsa Thursday. Friday, additional blood tests were performed and the diagnosis was confirmed. The doctor has outlined a plan for Shelby, starting with the installation of a port, a bone marrow sample, and a spinal tap. She will be remaining in St. Francis Children's Hospital in Tulsa through next Friday, July 1. Shelby will begin chemotherapy right away on Monday, and will continue chemo on Mondays and Thursdays for the next month. The quicker the Leukemia is hit with chemo, the better. The treatments will be in Tulsa. Tonya has asked that we pray specifically that the Leukemia is not in the spinal fluid when they test it on Monday. This will determine the progressive status of the Leukemia, and the hope is that none is present in the spinal fluid. Tonya's family is a family of strong faith and they will overcome this crisis. Shelby has been told what the plan is, and she is naturally scared, but her family will be there every step of the way. Rhett and Kensly are staying with Nanny and papa Tom, so please know they are well cared for. Below is a link if you want to learn about the illness.
We had the big state pageant this past weekend, and the little miss did not win what she hoped. But she did win 2nd runner up talent, 3rd runner up model, and four 1st places in camo wear, jungle jive (shown), party dress, and talent. She was awesome! So proud of her. Visit more WW at 5M4M!
So, I am way behind. I'm writing Mondays post on Wednesday. And I am suppose to have a post ready for Thursday at the RHOK. I don't. The sick I got last week took what little progress I had made in my life in general, and stomped it. Stomped it dead. And, the girls big pageant this weekend? About to do me in good. Oh, yes- sorry. I was posting for a reason....now, about that.
(**Greek lingo involved**) My spouse and I met at a pre-party we were not at together. I was a sorority girl, he wasn't a fraternity guy. He lived in a house off campus that was good for pre-parties. (You know, the party before the party. Also there are post-parties. Yes, really.) Now, pay attention. My "big" was his friend's sister. My big set him up with some other girl in our house for a date party. I was suppose to take her brother to said party for fun- but the brother ended up with another girl in the house for more than fun. I went to party with someone else. But, I knew I wanted to talk to him (future spouse) more. So, I called him later after the party(ies). We talked for a long time. I can't count on one hand how many days we've gone without talking since then.
Our first date was at Braum's. Very romantic. That was December 6, 1994. He told me he wanted to marry me in February of 1995. We were actually engaged with a ring in August and married May 25, 1996, two weeks after I graduated from college. It was an eventful month.
(P.S. Don't tell Mrs. Albright's mother, but I graduated in 4 years.)
The other day, I got a very exciting message from Chilihead via One2One network that they wanted to treat me and my family to a Tulsa Shock game! You know, Tulsa's new WNBA franchise? Well, who wouldn't jump on board for that? You'll have to see the rest of my story here...
It's MM again over at the RHOK. And this is very late because BLOGGER is giving me troubles wanting to post!
This is a weird one. Mainly because who you think you were, versus what people will remember later of what you were, is really different. That's just something I've learned over the past few years.
I guess I was well rounded. I don't know really. I had good grades, but was not merit scholar. I was a cheerleader for awhile. I was on the yearbook and newspaper staff. I took AP Spanish. I had a large variety of friends in many different cliques. So, I guess I was average. And I played it safe. Oh, and I was tall like Mrs. Priss. Been this way since 7th grade.
I enjoy the fact that certain people who I've spoken over the last 10 and 15 years sought me out because they wanted to find me. I've been described as very smart (really?), very nice, and the one they really wanted to re-connect with--I didn't think I was all that exciting, folks. I just did my best to get by with the least amount of drama. I had a great time at my 10 year, and am looking forward to 20 in a few years.
Who do you think you were? Link up over at the rhok.com!
So, yesterday I signed on to be a loser with my friend Kelly. I paid good money folks, to call myself a loser. As in the biggest loser, at what my kids call "the big teeth" place: Jimmy Lee's in Bixby.
I may or may not be writing this whilst suffering pains deep from places that did not wish to be bothered.
You know the other day over at the RHOK when Mrs. Albright through a challenge down? Apparently this was just what we needed to brainwash our competitive natures into thinking summer torture was a great plan.
But, I'm admitting lt's kind of necessary anyway, so I guess I can't put it off forever. I mean it has been about 2 years now since I last went under the knife or had a major medical trauma. You see that run of pregnancy, birth, bulged disc, carpal tunnel surgery, bulged disc, pregnancy, birth, near death hemorrhage, heart failure, blood tranfusions, ruptured disc, carpal tunnel surgery, back surgery, torn rotator cuff surgery, double lumpectomy, & finger surgery kind of put a dent in my physical fitness. I feel like crap now, so why not add to the misery. Certainly there's a point when I stop just being a loser and become a "loser" that feels better. Right? Please say yes because it just hurts right now. Badly.
For the next six weeks we are doing the challenge. The winner gets like 5k worth of personal training. Wish me luck. I'll need it. if you don't hear from me for awhile, send Ben-Gay and chocolate.