tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-79764955663417407952024-02-19T01:26:10.217-06:00My Snarky CornerA Southern Snarky Mother's perspective of things that happen in her world...C.C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13249720146338959842noreply@blogger.comBlogger73125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976495566341740795.post-66588649670933490172011-05-16T11:26:00.004-05:002011-05-31T10:05:23.040-05:0097lbs of Self DiscoveryAs I sit here today and reflect over the last 8 months I had no idea who I would find by loosing 97lbs....I will say that I still see that fat girl when I look in the mirror but if I catch a reflection of myself in a window or see my shadow I am totally blown away with who I see. I was so miserable, so depressed, so angry with who I was...who I had become. I spent most of the last 10 years faking it the best I could...putting on a happy face, making people laugh...trying to hide my misery. I saw this picture of myself from a girls weekend away with my Taunties and Couzans in July and I cried harder than I've ever cried in my life...because I had no idea who I was looking at...Where did I go? The person I was looking at looks like she ate me or was wearing my skin all stretched out like that guy from Silence of the Lambs....What the hell had I done to myself!<br />
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...but at that point I knew that I had to make a change, that I couldn't live like that anymore...I didn't want to be FAT & FORTY! When I started this journey all I wanted to do was shed the weight...I thought that was going to make me happy. I started with exercise videos at home....wanting to spare the general public the site of a very large woman exercising and trying to get her fit on. I completely changed my eating habits, stopped drinking my beloved wine, cut out sugar and processed foods and I quickly saw results. I lost almost 20pds in less than a month. By December I was down 65pds and my sweet friends J and Legs encouraged me to sign up for Boot Camp Maintenance with Allie @ Project Fit....so on December 6th I started Boot Camp Maintenance and on March 18th it was over...I never missed a day. I lost 22 pds during Boot Camp Maintenance....it's what I discovered about myself that is more important than the weight loss-although I don't believe I would have had this self discovery without the weight loss....I discovered that I could accomplish whatever I set out to do...I discovered that I am goal oriented....I have discovered that I truly enjoy being pushed beyond what I thought I could do....I have to say that I have never been very good at depending on others for help...because I have been let down so often....but with an 87pd weight loss...I kicked the shit out of a few walls that I put up- With the help of J, Legs, Poppy, The Bunny, Hardcore Chic and Mr. Hardcore Chic Magnet, Mr. Shiny, Waterboy, Diane and of course Allie!!! Allie has created a place that people feel connected to one another...support one another and cheer each other on....I have NEVER experienced this at a GYM..EVER!!!!<br />
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On May 20th I started Couch25K with KitKat, Landry, Oldest, Youngest, Kelbell and Landry2! We inspired a group of others to start the program too....who knew!<br />
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May 13th I finished my first Boot Camp with Allie, Jo-T<strike>what nightmares are made of</strike>, Super Dave and Mr. Shiny....I improved in every area of our assessments!! I ran a mile in 10 minutes without having a heart attack or crying...although I totally have exercise turrets...sorry for all that witnessed that over the last 6 wks! I lost 10pds during this Boot Camp but again it's not the losses that I am excited about...it's that I was pushed harder than I have ever been pushed and I did it....I completed it and I gave it 100%!!!<br />
I will forever be dedicated to Allie for helping me discover this person I didn't think even existed....without Allie I am not sure I would have. I am more grateful to her than she will ever know!<br />
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McHusband, Oldest and Youngest are so supportive and we have grown stronger as a family....I am no longer sitting on the sideline watching my people live and love life...I am living life with them, although they can't keep up with me now!!! It really is true...when Mamma's happy...everybody is happy and Mamma is so freaking happy!<br />
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I have discovered that I can't be bothered with being angry and sad when people disappoint me...I have to just move on....I can't dwell on what has happened....I just have to pick myself up...dust myself off and go for a spin or a run...or call one of my Foxhole Friends! <br />
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Thank you Foxhole Friends for running through this journey of Self Discovery with me....I am far from complete.... and I can't wait to see what's next!<br />
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Had two friend that I recruited to boot camp break up with me today.....I have a feeling they will want me back in 6wks!<br />
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Dear Recruits,<br />
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Congratulations! You made it through Day One of Allie's Boot Camp. It was certainly uplifting to see so many people out there this morning. We can handle the high number of recruits. The question is, can you handle us???<br />
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From past experience, we know that the numbers tend to fade as the muscles begin to ache, the fatigue sets in, and the egos become bruised. We encourage you to stick with it. Change your mindset when times get tough! Refuse to be discouraged! We can handle the high numbers! The question is, can you handle us!? The answer should be "Yes! Bring it on!"<br />
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Recruits, today was your easiest day. The down time you experienced during the assessment will not happen from here on out. Now that we have a record of your fitness levels, the game is on! If you truly want to improve your life, then make a commitment today to finish this journey you have started. Our program has what it takes to make you a better person in some capacity--physically, mentally, emotionally, or spiritually. <br />
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"The longer I live, the more I realize the impact of attitude on life.<br />
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Attitude to me is more important than facts. It is more important than the past, than education, than money, than circumstances, than failures, than success, than what other people say or do. It is more important than appearance, giftedness, or skill. It will make or break a company, a church, a home.<br />
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The remarkable thing is we have a choice every day regarding the attitude we will embrace for that day. We cannot change the fact that people will act in a certain way. We cannot change the inevitable.<br />
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The only thing we can do is play on the one string we have, and that is our attitude...I am convinced that life is 10% what happens to me, and 90% how I react to it. And so it is with you. We are in charge of our Attitudes."<br />
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"Tough Times Don't Last! Only Tough People!"<br />
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"Comfort Zone! Failure Zone!"C.C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13249720146338959842noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976495566341740795.post-53668169098631779092011-03-30T12:07:00.000-05:002011-03-30T12:07:30.729-05:00THE BEACH IS BACK<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQFLum-Dplaah9FCOXPICGvKpudg5uqLvXEcI98rFJEuy5R2tXY31qBNrV0w6qGLjrO5LdJmr97cMJ_iniPO8JSnIheI77ElzBp8-hH8H5Zme1sWuE7vALF-p-Z7KhuQ_-yQsE4NUKJJrc/s1600/beach+is+back.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQFLum-Dplaah9FCOXPICGvKpudg5uqLvXEcI98rFJEuy5R2tXY31qBNrV0w6qGLjrO5LdJmr97cMJ_iniPO8JSnIheI77ElzBp8-hH8H5Zme1sWuE7vALF-p-Z7KhuQ_-yQsE4NUKJJrc/s1600/beach+is+back.jpg" /></a></div>March 18th I completed a 14 week commitment to BootCamp Maintenance at Project Fit with Allie....I set a goal for myself to loose 17 pounds....I met and beat my goal by 3.5 pounds!!!! On April 4th we start our BEACH IS BACK BOOTCAMP....I am leaps and bounds stronger than I was December 6th when I started...but Holy Bootcamp am I scared....lucky for me this will be at 5:15am and it will be dark. <br />
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Last week: I stared the Couch to 5K program with Oldest, two of her friends and their mothers....we are 1/2 way through our 2nd week and I can't imagine being able to run a 5K at the end of the 9th week. I have set a goal for myself to run a 1/2 marathon with my friend Poppy Cock....not really sure what I was thinking....but it's crazy how goal oriented I have become. There has been so much going on with getting my fitness on that I have neglected my little Snarky Corner. I promise to do better!C.C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13249720146338959842noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976495566341740795.post-89362892433997996432011-03-30T11:52:00.000-05:002011-03-30T11:52:52.470-05:00Bottom FeedersThis will be short and sweet...I will try to not be too much of an asshat! As I swim in the murky waters of Facebook...I have already been nibbled on by a few bottom feeders and I have to say, I am quite proud of myself for not crushing them to death. Yay me!!!! Keeping up with my People has been fun...seeing their pictures, hearing little stories...just saying hey is all pretty cool.<br />
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Oldest is really wanting a Facebook page....what to do, what to do.....she is such a great kid and makes really good choices.....it's not her that I worry about...it is the Young Bottom Feeders that I worry about...the ones that are hungry to bite at her. This is my dilemma right now.C.C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13249720146338959842noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976495566341740795.post-51427050069511784432011-02-09T09:47:00.000-06:002011-02-09T09:47:40.669-06:00Oh...the pressure was too much!Well...I drank the kool aid....I am swimming in the murky water that is FACEBOOK. I caved to the peer pressure from all the cool kids....I am not quite sure I understand what all the hype is about, yet. My very smart, super savvy Sister created my FACEBOOK page and made sure I was super secure and almost invisible...unless I deem you a suitable "friend". So, is it a good thing for me to have this much power? Probably not...but I do so muhaahhhaaaaaa! But then there is the rejection factor...what if I send someone a friend request and they don't except me....like for example: I have sent my once favorite aunt VKB a friend request....like 6 times...and still she has not accepted my request. WTF? Someone with such a large <strike>ego</strike> heart like myself finds this sort of rejection very displeasing...just sayin' ya'll!C.C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13249720146338959842noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976495566341740795.post-53388640211586580612011-01-27T12:32:00.001-06:002011-01-27T12:35:16.500-06:00I drank the Kool-Aid<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaPIPvzjbg6KKo2tHJBnr0Xm7DzcPIHDqgKdrucrtSb9bxy-YixGOgjscpeeuFhGOqfNdk3mufTjSRgle1qt7OUegwrj0oJY3Yp6EHLLE0w_IwZnTVMmfrbz7rEEmMJKW6DyEEU9A_psTW/s1600/imagesCAE51KD1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" s5="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaPIPvzjbg6KKo2tHJBnr0Xm7DzcPIHDqgKdrucrtSb9bxy-YixGOgjscpeeuFhGOqfNdk3mufTjSRgle1qt7OUegwrj0oJY3Yp6EHLLE0w_IwZnTVMmfrbz7rEEmMJKW6DyEEU9A_psTW/s1600/imagesCAE51KD1.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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1. Loose 50 pds <br />
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2. Finish Winter Boot Camp Maintance<br />
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3. Start and Finish Boot Camp....both Spring and Summer...(what can I say, I am addicted to Alli's abuse.)<br />
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4. Wear a bathing suit in April while we are on Vacation in Hawaii...without having to worry about someone yelling "Beached Whale...Beached Whale...someone call PETA!"<br />
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5. Ride a rollercoaster with Oldest....without the fear of me or Oldest falling out and dying tragically because of my fat arse!<br />
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6. Water Ski....I was the shit...once apon a time!<br />
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7. Take a trip with McHusband...just the two of us....haven't done that since BC(before children).<br />
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8. Sail as a crew member on Mr. Blue Eyes boat for the Harvest Moon Regatta with my Mom and Mrs. Blue Eyes.<br />
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9. Go Hunting with McHusband and shoot a deer before Oldest does....because I'm a biotch like that!<br />
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10. Journal everyday.....food, thoughts...everything!<br />
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11. Be Happy with the Girl in the Mirror...and Dance like there is no tomorrow!C.C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13249720146338959842noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976495566341740795.post-13264861463718263322011-01-05T16:58:00.002-06:002011-01-07T14:45:09.641-06:00New Year....New Me!So the other day McHusband asked me what I was giving up for my New Years Resolution.....and I just looked at him....with twitchy stabby eyes and was all "Really....I've given up Sugar, Eating in general, most drinking....I'm doing this Boot Camp two days a week, doing Cardio Boot Camp, working out with a Lesbian two days a week....what more could I do?" Maybe I could be a little less Snarky, drop the "F" word from my vocab...but really-I gave up SUGAR.....I am keeping the "F" word! <br />
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So I ask you all...what song do you want played at your funeral? Do you want sad and sappy...or do you want a bottle of Patron and Kid Rock? These are the things that I am thinking about in 2011....I need to know these things about my people...<strike>incase I want to steal your song too</strike>!<br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>Last week J and I did something really smart....we went to Core Fusion on Thursday night(forgetting that we had Boot Camp on Friday morning) and <strike>Mr. Not so Shiny</strike> John was the Instructor....p.s. J and I were the only ones that showed up(other than Allie and Ms. D)....so you ask yourself if they went easy on us....I mean it would only be fare since we were ohhhhh so dedicated to not being FAT and FORTY that maybe he would be nice...NOT! Also...John aka Mr. Not so Shiny is Ahhhhdorable...he has those really sweet eyes and when he smiles his whole face smiles....as oldest would say...."He has a Face made for a smile!" Well that sweet face is deceptive....and when I left there...he was so not my friend!</em></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>Friday morning at 5:15 AM we have Boot Camp..and who else but Mr. Not So Shiny is there to greet us....seriously why am I paying for this? Oh yeah....<strong>I have lost 5.4 lbs in the past 3 wks and another dress size</strong> so I guess it's worth all the abuse I endured! I set a goal for this whole Boot Camp thang...that I would drop 17 pds in 14 weeks....I am 11.4 lbs away from that goal and I just know with the help of Alli and Mr. Not so Shiny...I am totally going to kick my goals ASS!</em></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>I have to say as much as I complain and tell J that I hate her and we are breaking up....but I'm so keeping the earrings...I secretly love this whole exercise thing....the feeling I have when I leave....or when I get home...and through out the day...well, it's almost better than Patron........speaking of my lover Patron.....we are on a break! I did have a glass of wine last night(only to finish the bottle..so it didn't go bad....I'm going green and trying not to be wasteful) but to tell you the truth....I think I am sort of on the Wagon........I used to love to have drinks...lots and lots of drinks...but now...not so much. Weird....could it be all these changes that I am putting myself through.......that I have lost that loving feeling for my lover Patron? Don't get me wrong....I'm not going to meetings or anything like that.....but right now I am so focused on not being FAT and FORTY....that I can't be bothered with the drinks......McHusband is tickled shitless...cause now I'm his driver....so he can drink like a fish swims and know that he will be safe and sound with Sober Suzy as his driver!</em></span> <br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><em>I can't tell you enough how much I like Alli.... I really want to not like her, John and the rest of her staff when they are making me do things I didn't think my body could do...or when I can't sit on the toliet or when I can't bend down because I am so sore.....but to be honest there is no other place I would rather become a healthier person at...they aren't judgy people....at least not to my face....they may laugh their asses off when I leave....but at least they wait till I am gone..... and that's just nice, Ya'll!</em></span>C.C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13249720146338959842noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976495566341740795.post-78971781802791544962010-12-22T13:31:00.003-06:002010-12-22T13:32:15.525-06:00H F H.....ho f*cking ho!!!!I totally have the Christmas blues and I can't seem to shake this funk that I am in......I will start by saying that <strike>Captain Douche Bag </strike>Mchusband has been working some FU-CRAZY jacked up hours and I am starting to feel like a Single Parent...which I totally didn't sign up for! Also....people are just down right rude during this Holiday Season...What gives? Why does the Season turn so many in to total ASSHATS?<br />
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Sunday the girls went to Lafayette with VKB...so I planned on doing Christmas Shopping and wrapping all the gifts....which I have yet to buy!<br />
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Monday I was at Ross and a lady ran over my foot with her shopping cart....then 3 minutes later another lady ran over the SAME foot with her shopping cart...and before one of you smartasses says something about me laying in the middle of the isle....I wasn't!!!!!! The second lady looked at me..and I was all "Really, you just ran over my foot with your shopping cart....why are you looking at me....did you want to apologize?".....and I swear to you she said "NO"....and walked off. I did a WhoooSawww...took my items to the front, checked out and went home...waving my white flag! <br />
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It's down to the final hour for me to get my shopping done....so I head to Target yesterday...where I spend about 2hrs doing ALL of my shopping! Oh, how I heart Target! Oldest wanted a pair of Toms <strike>last year she said these were dreadful shoes when I mentioned she should get some</strike> .....this was on the TOP of her list...and absolute have to have item.....and because I live where I live there is only one place that sells TOMS and it is a trek! I get a phone call from VKB....youngest is running a fever, crying and wanting her mommy...yes me! Again, WHOOOOOSAWWWWW...deep breathing....I can do this....I can do it all....I'm not going to snap, I'm not going to snap....VKB meets me in Crowely...get the girls and turn around to head back home.......get youngest settled in my bed and start wrapping Christmas......I finally finish about 1:15...and even got to see <strike>Captain Douche Bag</strike> McHusband.....Oh, yeah...while wrapping gifts...I cooked, did 3 loads of laundry, washed the sheets on Oldest's bed and made the bed for company that will be here TODAY!!!!! The icing on the cake.....my Soniccare toothbrush FUCKING broke...so I had to brush my teeth like a freaking cavewoman....God is testing me and I am an EPIC FAILURE!!!!!! Upside is this morning at 5am I got up..opened one of my stocking stuffers and beat the shit out of the air with Billy Blanks...you know it's bad when I resort to working out!!!!! WTF?C.C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13249720146338959842noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976495566341740795.post-19915507394622832972010-12-22T12:56:00.000-06:002010-12-22T12:56:15.353-06:00Buttah is in the hooooouuuussssee!!!Some of y'all know me, and some of y'all don't. So let me give ya a little run down! My name is Buttah. Snarky Corner and I have been friends for 11 years now. Her Oldest was only 11 months old when we met, so I have had the priviledge of watching her Lovelies grow up! Snarky is my BESTIE!!! She has been there for me through thick and thin! How did we meet you ask? We were working out at Curves here in town, and we always went in at the same time. First time I laid eyes on her I thought, "She looks like a total bitch." And funny thing, she thought the same exact thing about me!! Well, one day we happened to fall into a conversation and learned that we had a ton in common. So we started walking at the Civic Center after our workouts and we have been friends ever since! Snarky is such an important part of my life, she was also my birthing coach since Beer Man, my husband, was of no help since he passed out when I told him my water broke and had a major panic attack until C-man, our sweet little boy was out. Snarky was there for me, 4th degree episiotomy and all!! She truly knows me inside and out, pun intended!! Don't get me wrong, it hasn't always been peaches and cream...we have had our ups and downs, but we are each other's sticky booger....ain't no shaking either one of us off! I couldn't imagine my life without her!<br />
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So now that you know a little more about me then some care to, on to my thought for the day.....<strong><em>Be positive!!</em></strong> I know that we all have hard times in our lives, whether they be emotional, financial, medical, whatever, that we get down and out. That we can be Negative Nancies. But you know what? Not only are we down, but we can also bring others around us down. And I know that some of these situations can be pretty bad, and it might be hard to find something positive to come from this negative situation, but dammit y'all, the only way to get out of that funk is to be positive!! If everyone that was told they had cancer just rolled over and gave up, then we wouldn't have the joy of celebrating great things like Breast Cancer Survivor walks, or any other cancer survivors for that matter, cause there would be none!! We would all be depressed and the world would be nothing more than an ugly shade of gray!! Gray is a nice color, but come on now....who wants to look at that 24/7?? If I lost my job today, I wouldn't be dependent on the damn government for unemployment wages, I would go be a greeter at the Wal-Mart until I found something that suited me better, "Welcome to fucking Wal-Mart! Get your shit and get out!" See, I would totally be good at it!! But do you get my drift? Take something bad and make it better!! You know, the whole lemons and lemonade saying!! And add a little sugar and vodka to that....and it's a party y'all!! I have a friend that has a saying at the end of every email he sends....Think positive and life will become positive!<br />
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So yesterday, Snarky texts me about someone in her life that is totally bringing her down with all of their Negative Nancy-ness. And I know this person, so I could totally understand where her concern was coming from. My response was this, " <strong><em><span style="color: #351c75;">you know, if negative people spent as much time being positive as they do being negative, they would attract way more positiveness and would discover bliss!"</span></em></strong> I know, pure genius right?? But it's the truth!! One can only take so much negativity for so long before it starts to affect them and their relationship with the negative person!! You can feel their nasty aura coming a mile away! So much, that it makes us twitchy just to hear their voice!! My whole point to all this....stop being so damn negative, or we are gonna start shipping y'all to a deserted island and y'all can all be miserable asshats together!! I'm just kidding of course, but those of us that try to find something good in our day, something to smile about, some good in our heart to spread to someone else.....want all of you negative folks to think twice about what you say, and do. Because your shitty mood....affects everyone around you, and the way they in turn think about you, and treat you. Besides, you could always have it worse than you do. <br />
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Be thankful and appreciative for what you do have and the people that love you! Be positive! Life can only get better! There is always tomorrow to look forward to. I'm about to break out in song y'all....."The sun'll come out...tomorrow!!" I do that sometimes...sorry! Snarky has learned to hear my beyouteeful singing voice all the way down Ryan Street!! I will stop rambling now....your regularly scheduled programming will resume in 3....2....C.C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13249720146338959842noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976495566341740795.post-57399287887555203112010-12-16T11:38:00.000-06:002010-12-16T11:38:25.857-06:00Pay it forward....do you believe?I am a big believer in Paying it forwrd....are you? <br />
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An Elf by the name of Josh Rogers just came in my office....donating the Christmas Meal and a little something extra for the Breaux-Perkin's family. <br />
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From the home and hearts of Jennifer Breaux and André Perkins,<br />
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Christmas time is here at last. It will the be the second Christmas for us this year, as we had a true Christmas-in-April. Two days before Easter, we were blessed with the greatest gift- custody of Andre's four children. They are wonderful kids and bring joy to us daily. Prior to living with us, they had experienced little in their lives, so nearly everything is exciting and new to them. Raised in a very isolated and restrictive environment, they had never experienced the joy of celebrating a birthday, learning to swim, or even going to school. They came to us nearly illiterate. The children had been "home-schooled" and lacked even basic phonetic skills and had never even heard the word science. The lack of development was severe- the twelve year old was unable to read words such as 'milk' or 'rice.' It was very hard to deal with on an emotional level. I took for granted how lucky I was to be literate and educated. <br />
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They were enrolled at Prien Lake Elementary and S.J. Welsh for the final six weeks of last year. Both schools have been wonderfully accommodating to their situation, and the kids are making leaps and bounds. The younger two children, Andre and Akeilah, have both become "A.R. Reading Heroes" at Prien Lake and are very proud of this accomplishment - Akeilah wears her AR dogtag constantly. When I walk in a room to see them reading leisurely, I am overwhelmed with awe and gratitude. Akyrrah, the older girl, now plays clarinet and hopes to join choir. Jeffery, the oldest, loves sports, but was unable to play due to age restrictions, though he made both the football and basketball teams during tryouts. <br />
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We are so luck to watch them grow, learn and dream. I hope to remind everyone to never take for granted the gift that is an education. <br />
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André and I have all we could have asked for this Christmas, but I can't say the same for the kids. It has been an uphill battle to keep them however. Doctor bills, tutoring, the constant need for new school uniforms (they grow so fast!) and the lawyer fees (still accruing) have put a strain on our finances. The kids understand and are not expecting much, but it would be wonderful if we could give them each something, even if it's small. They're really good, sweet-natured children.<br />
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Left to right: Akyrrah (13), Akeilah (9), Andre (11), Jeffery (15)<br />
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Jeffery (15): the athlete. loves the Saints, football, basketball, plays piano and the drums<br />
Akyrrah (13): our girly-girl. Plays clarinet, sings, loves doing hair and accessories (boots, purses, hair clips, etc.)<br />
Andre (11): our little soldier. Loves GI Joe, adventuring through the woods, and play swords. In Boy Scouts<br />
Akeilah (9): the artist. Loves to paint, sculpt, just create things in general and is now an avid reader! <br />
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Hand-me-downs are great, especially school uniforms! <br />
Boys wear L (12-14) & M (8-10) size shirts; 16 & 12 size pants. <br />
Girls wear M (10) & S (6-7) size shirts; 12 & 8 size pants. <br />
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I hope your Christmas is as blessed as ours.<br />
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Cheers,<br />
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Jennifer Breaux & André PerkinsC.C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13249720146338959842noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976495566341740795.post-36251360935953092922010-12-09T16:37:00.000-06:002010-12-09T16:37:40.781-06:00Zumba is not for this White GirlMy <strike>enemy</strike> friend, Angela calls me Tuesday morning and is all "Hey..Zumba tonight at Spar, want to go" and I'm all "Hey lemme check with McHusband and I will get back to you." Oldest and I went and met Angela for Zumba. I have seen the infomercials and I have watched countless Youtube videos....and I am thinking this will be awesome...it will be so much fun...NOT! Lets just start with this: NO ONE should ZUMBA without first going to Happy Hour! I have always thought that I could dance...I could totally shake my groove thing with the best of them. I looked like I was having a SEIZURE...not to mention...I forgot the basic fundimentals of LEFT and RIGHT....seriously...ZUMBA made me completely loose my mind. Not to mention I had Oldest there laughing her ass off at me....real boost to the Self Confidence! In the end...I did sweat but not really sure it was because of the workout or the utter humiliation of it all! Zumba should be done in the privacy of your own home with all the doors and drapes shut....not in PUBLIC!!!!C.C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13249720146338959842noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976495566341740795.post-91589356190459040732010-12-09T16:33:00.001-06:002010-12-16T11:47:47.579-06:00Project Fit...Core Fusion...Boot Camp...OH MY!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7bOGDUk64Vh8xcTOUn_RWKqTScECkTjOdApTnfpGkUAcFoV8hHdlnNJwKvA6Rlp3HvaOs-cdReSzyZO2k3jLUB0WmFGB5iht8rGCzYr4A42b9nry0Fqezm8MF1Q6Zyx2oZMgM1hAIXVhT/s1600/AllieBio.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="192" n4="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7bOGDUk64Vh8xcTOUn_RWKqTScECkTjOdApTnfpGkUAcFoV8hHdlnNJwKvA6Rlp3HvaOs-cdReSzyZO2k3jLUB0WmFGB5iht8rGCzYr4A42b9nry0Fqezm8MF1Q6Zyx2oZMgM1hAIXVhT/s320/AllieBio.png" width="320" /></a></div>Tuesday I did a Core Fusion Class at Project Fit. I wasn’t even really sure I had a core…but Thursday when I tried to get out of bed…I found my core and it was sore…in fact I was quiet sure that McHusband had beat me with a baseball bat while I slept…he denies this of course,so I only have Allie and Project Fit to blame.<br />
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I let J talk me into doing this Maintenance Boot Camp for the next 14 freaking weeks! J and Legs came and picked me up at 4:45 AM...yes you heard me correct...I said 4:45 AM and we headed to Project Fit. Little Miss. Poppy Cock was there and her friend The Bunny too...and somehow I managed to wedge myself in between these two fitness junkies! Seriously half way through this I am thinking...WTF have I done...this is NOT more enjoyable than watching my DVR while drinking coffee, snuggled with my blankie in my Big ASS chair! Good new is....I didn't die and I finished....while I may not have been pretty doing it...I did it and finished. I did try and kick The Bunny off her ball...but when she said she would fall and fake an injury...I was all "OH BUT HELL NO!!!...you will suffer right along with this FAT girl!" I may have told J and Miss. Poppy Cock that I was going to break up with them about 300 times! I secretly loved the class and I am really enjoying this new found energy that I have....it is amazing what happens when you loose a 4th Grader! I had to set a goal for Boot Camp....so here it is. My Goal for the next 14 weeks is to loose 17lbs. I am working my arse off and I just know I can do it! As Allie says "It's all about the Climb" Of course this is coming from Ms. Project Fit herself...and if she weren't so damn nice...I would hate her guts...but as it stands she is too sweet to hate! Check out her website at <a href="http://projectfit.net/">http://projectfit.net/</a>C.C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13249720146338959842noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976495566341740795.post-24731092960501660792010-12-09T13:44:00.000-06:002010-12-09T13:44:16.448-06:00Halloween recap....I totally forgot to share with everyone about <strike>Whore O Ween</strike> Halloween. October 31st is my friend Cooney's birthday...which to me is just hysterical because Cooney is scared of everything scary...be it a spyder, ghost, zombies...whatever, she is a big chicken butt! With that being said...I love her guts! Hot Matt(her man)planned a nice dinner with friends to Lake Charles' finest Mazens....and we had a lovely meal and afterwards Cooney and friends were going out....and she asked McHusband and I to join them. Let me start this by saying...it's been like 13years since I've been to a bar. We went to Bourbanz <strike>a shithole dive of a bar</strike> a very exclusive bar in Lake Charles.....and much to my surprise; almost every woman in that bar was dressed like a WHORE...and I do mean WHORE! Honestly I thought we were at a nudey bar ya'll! Lucky for me Cooney and Julia were there and they are equally as snarky as me...so it was great fun. At one point this girl walked in, in a prison dress...very realistc right..cause they wear dresses in prison, she started doing a lap dance on some poor homely girl that was wearing a sash and tiara that said it was her Birthday......I do have to say that Prison Girl had a smokin hot body and we were ALL enjoying the show she was putting on....I was DD and drinking water(trying to set the stage for you)...When Prison Girl turned around I dropped my water....because she had a face that would scare a grown man in PRISON! If fact I thought she had a mask on...but no it was her face....it did get even better with Prison Girl...she went to the bathroom and returned to the dance floor totally getting her groove on again...with toliet paper on her stripper boot! PRICELESS!!!!!! <br />
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I missed the memo on Halloween turning into WHORE O WEEN....and I am a little pissed that no one warned me before we went out! I loved Halloween when it was scary...or even funny...but this WHORE O WEEN....is just fantastic....next time I will be prepared with my camera because it must be recorded for us all to enjoy.C.C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13249720146338959842noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976495566341740795.post-52331262729285782882010-11-23T10:01:00.001-06:002010-11-23T12:29:12.987-06:00A Heavy Heart<i>There has been too much death in my children's lives....too many tragic endings to life. <br />
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Yesterday we learned that their classmate's father killed their mother and then killed himself. Word's cannot express my heavy heart for these children that are now left without parents to hold them, tuck them in at night, read them a bedtime story, stroke their head when they are sick, hold their hand when they are scared, cheer them on when they succeed......How will they ever recover from this? These girls are beautiful, smart, funny, and so full of life.......now their hearts are heavy and sad for the loss of both of their parents. <br />
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Please put this family in your prayers</i>.C.C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13249720146338959842noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976495566341740795.post-20868151980338470452010-11-11T10:36:00.005-06:002010-11-11T11:43:11.562-06:00Taking the F out of Fat Wicked Bitch....one pound at a time!Life has been an all new level of Crazy the past few months......with the shedding of weight has come a heightened level of energy that I didn't realize I was lacking. I don't believe that I have spent a whole weekend couching or watching hours of DVR recordings in months. I have lost 56pds...which is the equivalent to a 2nd grader or Paris Hilton and Nicole Ritchie(put together).....that is just Fu-Crazy. <br />
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My mom came in this past weekend....it was the first time she has seen me in a few months.....needless to say she was blown away! She made me feel so great....seeing how my Outlaws didn't say a word when I saw them the week before! Mom, the girls and I went to Lafayette to see VKB...I have had more fun the past two weekends helping her get her house back in order after her remodel....I don't know if I have ever laughed as hard as I have with her....she puts the Fu in Fu-Crazy! Maybe it's the ability she has at laughing at herself..almost as much as I laugh at myself that draws us together in such a way....whatever it is....it's been good for my soul! Thanks VKB...I love your guts! <br />
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Jackie Warner and I have a love hate relationship....while that Lesbian is kicking my ass in the mornings I am cursing her out....and I hate her ever loving guts, but when I step on the scale or look at a picture of myself....I have never wanted to kiss another woman on the mouth so bad! As I have said before her book "This is why your fat" has become my saving grace.....I have had so many Ahhhhaaaaa moments while reading it...if you haven't already gotten it...what the hell are you waiting for? Target has it for $17.50...go, go now and get it!!!!! <br />
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My friend J is doing a Boot Camp right now and she is <strong>Kicking Major Ass</strong>.... and as I have said before she inspires me...and I plan on doing the boot camp in the spring....hopefully by then I won't embarrass myself too much. J and I will be Hot & Hungry in no time....goodbye Fat & Forty!!!!! <br />
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So for now....I am living life....not watching life pass me by. I have energy to do things with my girls and McHusband. This weekend McHusband is off to slay deer....Oh how I love Deer Season..what it means for me is I can watch endless Chick Flicks and have lots of girl time without hurting McHusband's feelings, if he had any that is! I asked that Fucker last night if he was going to miss me this weekend? His answer..simply NO and I was all...you could have lied to me and said you will miss me like air! He was all...and you will miss me too, right? He got me.....My StepMonster and my sister are coming in for a girls weekend....and I can't freaking wait!!!!!C.C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13249720146338959842noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976495566341740795.post-296358488772148442010-10-19T11:51:00.000-05:002010-10-22T10:43:42.282-05:00San Antonio is my Eutopia....or maybe it's just Texas !<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKWoZ9Wi98gXv-Ro3lvmua7YmJGhRd7riAci2gHwNVjyl_VXorIgum0hOp5kSPJi-GSfTZu52ErqEG_vEwJlItvN2p_bSCnPRDVJ1KEVuSwDha0Rx_FAgm9VYPpDKjogRCrkTAhzZOhaH3/s1600/s_f5451675550d49c7b8eb32b337fbe20a.png"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 90px; height: 152px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKWoZ9Wi98gXv-Ro3lvmua7YmJGhRd7riAci2gHwNVjyl_VXorIgum0hOp5kSPJi-GSfTZu52ErqEG_vEwJlItvN2p_bSCnPRDVJ1KEVuSwDha0Rx_FAgm9VYPpDKjogRCrkTAhzZOhaH3/s200/s_f5451675550d49c7b8eb32b337fbe20a.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530896555995096258" /></a><br />There is just something magically delicious about San Antonio and all that the city has to offer. J and Fleur De'Fabulous and I took a road trip this weekend..without children or husbands and it was absolutely FANTASTIC! I had a conference.....and lets be honest....the chance to take a trip with Girlfriends makes me warm and fuzzy inside! We got in late Friday evening and went to Me Tierra to eat a late dinner....if you have never been there...you need to put that on your list of places to eat...it's Divine! Saturday morning we woke up early and hit the pavement for some exercise. We walked the entire Riverwalk and then walked through downtown San Antonio back to our Hotel....the Riverwalk is just breathtaking at 7:30 in the morning...it's quiet and peaceful.<br /><br />I got ready for my conference and took off to The Menger Hotel(across from the Alamo)...we broke out for a long lunch and took off to yet another wonderful Mexican Restaurant...and it was Fabulous too! At the end of the day my Conference was over...that evening we went to the Market and walked around...doing a little window shopping and listened to a band....we met up with the ladies from the conference at Me Tierra's and had a drink and visited.....then we headed back to the Riverwalk.....we did so much walking this weekend...it was awesome! We got a table at the Iron Cactus...which is my all time FAVORITE restaurant.....and yes it is Mexican too! I found a new friend in San Antonio....his name is Tequilame' ....check it out http://www.tequilame.com <br />I enjoyed the SkinnyGirl Margarita (Thanks Bethany Frankel)....it was the most fabulous Tequila ever....thinking of writing Mr. Patron a Dear John letter...that's how yummy the Tequilame' is....it is also made in San Antonio! So not only does San Antonio have the most Fabulous people but the best Tequila EVER! No one in San Antonio will admit it to me...but I believe there must be a secret code/boot camp you have to go to in order to live/work in that city.....I have yet to find one RUDE, NASTY person in that city....of course I am quite sure that is because they are all living in my town. San Antonio is my Disney world...it is magical, calming, inviting and just awesome Ya'll! My shitty attitude improves every time I visit...I might actually be a really nice person deep, deep down if I wasn't surrounded by such shitty people all the time!C.C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13249720146338959842noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976495566341740795.post-65245276807889472622010-10-15T08:56:00.000-05:002010-10-15T10:34:13.762-05:00FU-Writers Block.....and Hot & Hungry!Well...it's been brought to my attention that I have not posted in almost a month...and certain people are tired of seeing Life's been Fu-Crazy....but honestly it has! I am going through some changes right now....and trying to figure out just how much I want to share on my blog is really challenging my ability to write about anything else. So in order to cure my writers block....I've got to share the good the bad and the ugly!<br /><br />I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror a few months ago(I try to avoid mirrors, except for the small one I use to apply my makeup) and I didn't recognize the girl that was looking back at me....I cover my insecurity with my humor; poking fun at myself first...before someone else does. I have always been Snarky and Funny but I have become the Snarky, Funny Fat Girl. I love being Snarky....I love being funny....I love making people laugh, even if they are laughing at me....I just don't want to be fat anymore. Like my friend J and I say all the time...we would rather be<br /><em><strong>Hot & Hungry than Fat & Forty</strong></em>.<br />J got a jump start on me and she has inspired me.... to find the Hot & Hungry girl inside of me.....I love her! She is FU-MAZING! <br /><br />I explained to Fish Bait today that something clicked a few months ago...before I made the CHANGES; I started looking at food different....sought the help of a nutritionist and started reading everything I could about the effects of food on my body. One of the things I discovered is; I was like a meth head...but my drug of choice is food.....thankfully it didn't make my teeth fall out or give me those really fucked up sores all over my face...or make me go sell my body for my next fix. Food is my crack, it is my addiction, my crutch, my fix....Except it isn't fixing anything...it's just made things worse and I lost myself.... <br /><br />So I have made major changes....and so far I have lost 47lbs and 4 dress sizes....I am no longer having to buy clothing with a "W" behind it(Which I believe secretly stands for <em><strong>WIDE not Women</strong></em>)!!!!! My feet aren't hurting, I am sleeping, I have energy and I am starting to like the girl I see in the mirror. Last night it was Queen's Birthday and we went to her Castle to celebrate with her. As I looked around the table at the beautiful women I have in my life....I almost cried......For some reason God has blessed me....and I give thanks to him... I did ask him on my way home from Queen's house what have I done to deserve these women? I personally don't know what they see in me, why they are my friends, why they love me....I know why I love each one of them...they are loyal, loving, kind, generous, supportive and Fu-Funny! <br /><br />My bible is "This is why your Fat" by Jackie Warner. She is one BAD ASS LESBIAN....and I love her guts!!!!! I will go into more details about Jackie's book later...C.C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13249720146338959842noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976495566341740795.post-31625560669346089882010-09-17T15:21:00.000-05:002010-10-15T10:34:44.180-05:00Life has been Fu-Crazy!I haven’t had a chance to even think about posting…..life has been Fu-Crazy! The girls started school, which means freaking homework, school supplies, school uniforms, reading…..and all that School brings on. I have to say that I didn’t miss the girls going to school…we had a hellagood summer and I am totally pissed that it is over! I love late nights with the girls, no bedtime, no stress of homework or AR reading….both of my girls HATE to read and that drives me FU-Crazy…cause I love reading more that I love McHusband…not really but sort of. <br /><br />Youngest tried out and made the Bulber Youth Orchestra….she is playing the Violin and absolutely loves it. Oldest is still not really sure what she wants to do, because she is limited to what day is “Convenient” for her…you see Mondays are no good because she is exhausted from the weekend, Tuesday she has a lot of homework, Wednesday she has CCD at Church….so that really only leaves Thursday. Fridays are out because of Jr. Cotillion. Interesting enough….she can’t find something that will work around her schedule.<br /><br /><br />McHusband has been working like a dog and trying to get ready for Hunting Season and the girls can't wait to go hunting with Daddy! Do you know what that means for me?????? WEEKENDS TO MYSELF....ALL ALONE WITH A GREAT BOOK...OR WITH GREAT FRIENDS! Oh, how I love Hunting Season!!!!! <br /><br />Well, the girls and are off to Texas for the weekend. Leaving McHusband home alone with the Dogsm YIKES!C.C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13249720146338959842noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976495566341740795.post-68597229191416565232010-08-24T07:57:00.000-05:002010-08-24T11:47:00.799-05:00It's my Birthday! Yes Biotches it's still my Birthday!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipVDgTJkYA-YKorsTMM7sP1mB13KNk1WvFRmrtwqlkbjtiYzMqFlJwBA8yBKZG6cqVkjTrEQoe1O_AGigOzw7zdqvgZ85mYnHDF83A1JDXSxA5RykzwxAKKoJiRJ83GzJ0VBBLDipxGnKc/s1600/beyoutiful.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 113px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipVDgTJkYA-YKorsTMM7sP1mB13KNk1WvFRmrtwqlkbjtiYzMqFlJwBA8yBKZG6cqVkjTrEQoe1O_AGigOzw7zdqvgZ85mYnHDF83A1JDXSxA5RykzwxAKKoJiRJ83GzJ0VBBLDipxGnKc/s200/beyoutiful.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508996723016446226" /></a><br /><br /><br />First week of school for Oldest and Youngest....what a week! After our camping trip and getting the girls ready for school....I needed a weekend at the house. Nicolocity had gotten us tickets(surprise) to see Natalie Merchant in H-Town for my Birthday....but my house was a WREAK and I had close to 12 loads of laundry to do... I had to decline, I know she was disappointed... hope she doesn't stay pissed at me for long. Oldest had a list of school supplies she still needed, as if the $100.00 I had already spent wasn't enough! <br /><br />Friday, I was getting text's from all of my friends wanting to go to dinner for my Birthday....I wasn't in the mood to go out....just hang at the house would be nice. Friday afternoon I sent out a text to my people. I thought maybe a few would come but much to my surprise....everyone accepted our last minute invitation. Friday night Oldest spent the night with The Rose and Youngest spent the night with Lil Country Girl....I picked up the house and sorted laundry. VKB came in from Lafayette for a funeral and stayed with us. <br /><br />Saturday, I cleaned house like a crazy person...my people started to arrive around 6ish..McHusband grilled hamburgers, hotdogs, sausage....there was not a shortage of food. In the end, we had 24 adults and 13 kids....not bad for a last minute shout-out. <br /><br />As I stood in my kitchen and looked at all the faces of my friends....I couldn't help but think....I love that I am getting older, these women that I have in my life are unbelievable. Fishbait, J, Buttah, Lil J, Kitty Kat, Caro, Angelina, Cooney, VKB, Mrs. Stilletto's...they are such bad ass women and I am so glad to have them in my life.....and their husbands aren't total douche canoes...well at least for the most part!<br /><br /><br />McHusband and the girls got me a Keurig Coffee maker for my birthday...so excited about that.<br /><br />I got this card from my friend J<em><strong>..."True friendship comes quietly, without planning."</strong></em><br /><br />Oh, how true that is....I never in a million years thought I would be so lucky to have such FABULOUS BITCHES in my life....but I do! <br /><br />So for all you haters out there...SUCK IT!<br /><br />I am going to rock the shit out of my Forties!!!!!C.C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13249720146338959842noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976495566341740795.post-15563117148777598532010-08-22T16:22:00.000-05:002010-08-24T10:18:37.979-05:00Tales from the Drunk Side......<em><strong>Cake that my bad ass friend made for me!</strong></em><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9Vy-lm0u5MpA1m1vGFhkBjFUCuEbWdaVM2doERswegBtANUItWeHoPP0i19xZelZ5owppxjqvzV2WqMLwqOPKzgVzRy8Ir1UdRncP9xAlrz2U1VkGkF5ZNq2wYSPItMbDVo4ICJiZDDCx/s1600/cake.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9Vy-lm0u5MpA1m1vGFhkBjFUCuEbWdaVM2doERswegBtANUItWeHoPP0i19xZelZ5owppxjqvzV2WqMLwqOPKzgVzRy8Ir1UdRncP9xAlrz2U1VkGkF5ZNq2wYSPItMbDVo4ICJiZDDCx/s200/cake.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508970490996677170" /></a><br />Our camping trip to Cajun Palms was a hellagood time! McHusband and I invited our friends Mr. Skyy and Angelina Swolelee to bunk with us. I knew it was going to be a fu-fantastic time by the car ride alone! We were the last ones in our group to arrive at the campground. Not only did I have the bread and rolls for dinner...I, apparently also had the "BOX-O-FUN" too. It's been awhile since we have all been camping together... I forgot how much I missed my people.<br /><br />Friday night was pretty low key....everyone just hanging out and catching up. Saturday, Angelina, the girls and I went to see my new baby nephew. Angelina is a professional photographer...and offered to come with to take pictures of the new baby-how nice was that? We tried to do a little shopping but Lafayette was fu-crazy...so we headed back to the campground. McHusband, Mr. Sky, Angelina, and the girls all headed to the pool.....I needed a little quite time. <br /><br />Skullet and Drummer Boy were in charge of dinner for Saturday night...and boy can they cook....everything was AHHHMAZING! I was sitting visiting with MiniMe...when I hear "Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you"....I am looking around wondering who they are singing to-they are walking to me...and I am all....WTF? Angelina made me a birthday cake.....FROM SCRATCH....no store bought, 2 day old cake for me! I blew out the candle, tried to contain myself..but I couldn't....I couldn't believe that she went through that much trouble for me! I totally don't think I am worthy to have such FU-Awesome friends in my life. I freaked out and had to go to our trailer...where I cried like a baby...Mrs. Buttah came in to see about me...and I was all "I can't believe ya'll did that!" and she was all...."We love you" and I was all.."Why?"...and she was all "Because you are the shit!" and I was all "I fu-hate you bitches!" and she was all "No You don't...you fu-love us!" She is totally right...I fu-love the shit out of my friends! <br /><br />Once the kids were all tucked away in the campers....Patron, Limes, and Jello Shots came out....The ladies and I slammed Patron Shots...till they all tapped out one by one! The boys were a bunch of girls...they did all the Jello Shots! One of our friends oldest son was being a dick...and was a total buzz kill..and I was not going to let him come between me and Patron or as Rachel from Big Brother would say "He is not coming between me and my man!"....so I may have interjected...and he puffed up to me....but McHusband stopped him before he could say anything(SO HOT). That was really the only semi Redneck thing that happened that weekend...Oh shit...memory...Mr. X-Ray had moonshine and homemade hot tamales.....that was totally Redneck!<br /><br />I thought for sure I would hurt the next morning..I cautiously opened my eyes one at a time and very carefully got out of bed.... I almost broke out in SONG...I felt fu-mazin!!! Can't wait to do it again! There is something to be said for the powers of GREEN TEA! Intoxicate and Hydrate....say it with my people...Intoxicate and Hydrate!C.C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13249720146338959842noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976495566341740795.post-62639421897569324852010-08-12T07:37:00.002-05:002010-08-13T12:58:28.981-05:00Patron, Tito, Lemons and Limes....oh my!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNQrL1z97ifsXeo8NVxsKoXMu03CZvuSQPCwVjv-iUcHVulApnVxzX3_c4KdfEHD4xtFlS3XSIvfEhuzWxYfUnXfJbxC-mAf8EwecI4hUJmG5RtMu9UzorhLxzcNhDJp-cfuPTIpiBh3K6/s1600/e8665patron.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNQrL1z97ifsXeo8NVxsKoXMu03CZvuSQPCwVjv-iUcHVulApnVxzX3_c4KdfEHD4xtFlS3XSIvfEhuzWxYfUnXfJbxC-mAf8EwecI4hUJmG5RtMu9UzorhLxzcNhDJp-cfuPTIpiBh3K6/s200/e8665patron.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504944607825144642" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix1tjVOZatetOvOMQT8ZEnHC5JjRTE840kuq6zc9kbpCUp8Rc4eUNgmBvr5-NvEyW3ORRe0S2Qy6ncHQ1rEYYhAMcs7v41tCNyC-Gtb4z2KrK9QQAKbxmdZARI1bSolyDX3bFtZEBBDoZC/s1600/tito.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix1tjVOZatetOvOMQT8ZEnHC5JjRTE840kuq6zc9kbpCUp8Rc4eUNgmBvr5-NvEyW3ORRe0S2Qy6ncHQ1rEYYhAMcs7v41tCNyC-Gtb4z2KrK9QQAKbxmdZARI1bSolyDX3bFtZEBBDoZC/s200/tito.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504944365737337666" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />It's my Birthday month...we gonna party like it's my Birthday! I went to Sam's this morning to get provisions for our camping trip to Cajun Palms in Breaux Bridge, La.<br />When I walked passed the liquor...I heard a voices saying "Pick me, Pick me!" I thought it was Tito talking to me because he is my BFF and always treats me right! I put him in my shopping cart...but I still heard "Pick me...I said Pick me!" Patron and I have recently rekindled our love affair on the field trip to the Coastal Bar at Pecan Island. So Patron, Tito and I are headed to Cajun Palms this weekend to party with our Friends....stay tuned for the Tales of the Drunk Side....if I don't have amnesia!!!!<br /><br /><em><strong>P.S. Buttah and I made 100 jello shots for this party.....11 campers/24 adults...WHOOOHOOOO, hold on tight it's gonna be a Wicked Ride!</strong></em>C.C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13249720146338959842noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976495566341740795.post-11874340536143218032010-08-12T07:37:00.001-05:002010-08-12T15:01:02.081-05:00Bieber Fever...Suite StyleI will admit first that I do have Baby by Justin Bieber on my IPOD....I will follow that by saying...I share an ITunes account with my girls-so stop judging me!!!<br /><br />Oldest had a mad crush on Justin about a year ago and lucky for me it seems to be dissipating. My friend J and I brought the girls to the Houston Rodeo earlier this year and had to endure about 30,000 screaming girls...I thought...note to self-NEVER AGAIN!!!! <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijwuf6oiBDmG0JeaKfcksMzN1AgC5D2FqdWN36j0GMzcKQSMTg0ifymYgM8l49_6fEKG5-XAWEosUOT7N0YqVSROvfzV7PnBad2z63QKGz5JnrdOS18u8dJPjLRskRYTqTByIyiAsqY1lW/s1600/420px-Marie_Antoinette_Young3-1.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijwuf6oiBDmG0JeaKfcksMzN1AgC5D2FqdWN36j0GMzcKQSMTg0ifymYgM8l49_6fEKG5-XAWEosUOT7N0YqVSROvfzV7PnBad2z63QKGz5JnrdOS18u8dJPjLRskRYTqTByIyiAsqY1lW/s200/420px-Marie_Antoinette_Young3-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504604774483184274" /></a><br /><br />Fast forward to August 1st. My Aunt Precious is a VP at Cox Communications and she invited the girls, my Aunt VKB and her daughter(we will call her KittyGirl) to be her guests for The Justin Bieber concert at the CajunDome in Lafayette, La. Did I mention that it was in the Cox Communication Suite, Catered, VIP Parking Pass and we didn't have to wait in line, with the common people to get in.... <em><strong> "Let them eat Cake"....Ohh, sorry...I just went a little Marie Antoinette there</strong></em>!!! I have to tell you....Justin Bieber not half bad, while viewing in a suite. Oldest was not feeling well at all....and youngest was more excited that Aunt Precious brought her favorite Cuzan as the surprise guest. When we were leaving the Cajundome, Aunt Precious was pointing out to Youngest and KittyGirl the Cox Communication sign...and told them to say thank you Cox. Youngest said "Who is Cox?" and KittyGirl answered "Your Friend in the Digital Age".....everyone in the car started to laugh.....and if I have confused anyone....that is the line for their commercial....verbatim! <br /><br />I expect to see KittyGirl featured on an upcoming Cox Communication commerical soon.C.C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13249720146338959842noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976495566341740795.post-21297688619454308892010-08-02T06:56:00.000-05:002010-08-02T10:47:59.809-05:00FrienemyFrienemy - A "toxic" person who poses as a friend but subconsciously or consciously wishes you harm.<br /><br />As I approach my 40's the thought of having frienemies is sort of ridiculous....but there are a few still out there, lurking in the shadows....waiting for you to slip up, so they can pounce on you and eat your face off. I have managed to rid myself of most of these women but there are still a few that I can't seem to shake off....sort of like a sticky booger. So.....what to do?C.C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/13249720146338959842noreply@blogger.com1