Wednesday, May 30, 2012
Monday, May 28, 2012
Saturday, May 26, 2012
My siblings and certain other family members have a very distinct laugh when overly amused. Not the hee hee, ha ha, courtesy laugh. But the raw deep down belly chortle.
In 2007 this entertaining outburst (which most often surfaced when my dad tells a bad joke) needed a name. The type of outburst when lol just isn't enough.
*TO looked to much like you were addressing someone
*LO seemed like the opposite of high
*JO sounded just like his name
*RO had potential (and ultimately stuck because it alternatively has been named a Random Outburst. For full definition go to urbandictionary.com)
*AO just didn't roll of the tongue
And the MJM inherited it. A projection so loud that it anyone within 50 feet can hear it (and either smile or be annoyed at the noise coming from my beautiful daughters mouth). Truth be told it is much more similiar to an Alice laugh then any other family member.
Last night at 1130 pm an unknown black girl knocked on our hotel room thinking the awestruck more than a giggle was her roommate. So now it can be described in as a BCO (black chick outburst).
Darn that MO is already taken in the acronym world as makeout.
Friday, May 25, 2012
Thursday, May 24, 2012
The other day my Self magazine came (thank you Diane) and I was declaring that Miranda Lambert has the worst publicist to let this photo be published (some curves are bad curves).
The other day my publicist took 3 photos to ensure that this same problem didn't happen to her mother (thank you REM)
Side note, Miranda Lambert claims to hate flabby size 8 and tries to stay at a 6. Bit buying it.
Wednesday, May 23, 2012
What a great day. We celebrated togetherness with a couples scrub ans lomi lomi massage at a Hawaiian Spa ( the best massage I have ever had in my entire life).
Then REM did my hair for a dinner out.
We lived vicariously through the Joys at the Idol filming.
And what a great license plate find parked right next to our car at dinner. This photo is a great blog story to come....
Tuesday, May 22, 2012
Monday, May 21, 2012
Sunday, May 20, 2012
Saturday, May 19, 2012
Wednesday in my Charlotte office (airport hallway, where only 1 of the 3 plugs at the A gates exist), I was eating broccoli and grilled chicken while on a conference call, my seated neighbor was eating Cinnabon while viewing Facebook.
When she took her shoes off I decided to do wall sits.
I can finally walk again today.
Friday, May 18, 2012
My mom's father was a smoker as well as a 10 cup a day coffee drinker. The smell of smoke anywhere doesn't trigger many memories. But the coffee always takes me back to his trailer. He sitting there with his mug while the children played around him and the adults talked. While not incredibly affectionate, being close or his brief kiss on the forehead or cheek, he always had the smell of strong bold coffee.
My family is not coffee drinkers, I however am. Love the smell, the taste both in a mug as well as flavored in ice cream (Ben and Jerry's Coffee Health is definitely served in heaven).
Every morning when I take my first sip of coffee grandpa is there, he is even stronger when I am travelling since Hilton coffee is strong, bold and pungent. Its my moment each morning to reflect and thank those many family members that paved the path ahead of me, in this, my blessed life.