blog, blog, blog.....I hear I am sucking hind "tah tah" and need to get with it and UPDATE!!!!

ok, ok, I'll see what kind of magic I can create tonight

It's the wet hair look today! Wash, product, scrunch and go!

April 7, 1948 - April 2, 1992

In talking to co-workers, friends, or classmates, the question sometimes comes up, who do you look like? This is sometimes right around the time people tell me that my daughter and I look alot alike. I used to not see it, until I put a picture of each of us side by side and if you can picture us both with either blonde hair or brunette hair, well, there's your answer folks, Chelsey and I look very much alike. But before there was Chelsey or myself, there was my mom. And just like the comment that my daughter and I look very much alike, I think you will see the same striking resemblance in the following picture of me and my mom.This was my first grade school picture and I assume my mom to be around the same age. I always remember her telling me that she had long hair like mine until one day she went it for a trim and the beauty shop lady turned my mom's back to the mirror and the above hair cut is what she ended up with. To this day, I have never let a hair dresser turn my back to the mirror!!
Ok, so I found these pictures this morning and have updated the original blog posting. I think I may be about 6 mos older in this pictures on the left in the light pink, but change the hair color and the resemblance is quite similar.

My mom would have celebrated her 61st birthday on April 7; however, her life ended just 5 days before her 44th birthday in 1992. For those of you who know me, knows that my relationship with her was estranged for alot of the short 23 yrs I was alive when she died. As a little girl I worshipped her but that slowly faded and the feelings turned to disbelief and anguish. I grew up hating her for what she had done and who she was, but those were teeage years when we don't always know how to understand the pain of another. I don't think I ever understood it, but I learned to not harbor that harsh feelings and to learn not to expect so much of her and slowly I let her back into my life.

I sometimes feel it was too little too late, because she went to sing with the choir of angels 17 years ago. Alot of things I never got to say and do where my mom was concerned. It's hard to know if that opportunity would have ever presented itself but as long as she was here there was hope. But what I do know, is that there are some very well tailored angles in heaven, as my mom was a master seamstress, as displayed in the below picture with our matching polyester mint green leisure suits. (Ok, give me a break, it was the 70's, and believe it or not, we were really styling.)

Rest in peace.

2 Songs for the Day

The Climb

by Miley Cyrus

I Will Be

by Leona Lewis

Since I have such a long communte, the radio is always on, unless I am on the phone and lately, I haven't been feeling the love, nobody answers when I call. (maybe I should take a hin t.)Anyway, had the opportunity to hear these 2 songs today, the Climb this morning, which I also heard Miley perform live last night on the ACM awards. If that girls keeps her head on straight she's going places. Secondly, on the way home, I heard I Will Be by Leona Lewis. This is like her 3rd great song in a row.

My nephew Rhett's 1st birthday

My nephew Rhett will celebrate is first birthday on Tuesday, April 7, and his parents hosted a supper in his honor on Saturday, April 4. The big cake was a puppy, but this little cake was just Rhett's size and he enjoyed getting in to it.

Rhett unwapping one of his gifts.

Daddy Justin showing off Rhett's new camo boots!!!

So much for getting home and seeing the kids

I pick up Chase from track and he's off to spend the night with a friend.

Chelsey gets home and she's off on a bike ride with friends. The she asks if she can go to the movies.

Somebody please tell me this is normal and I just need to learn to cope.

Pay at the Pump???

Ok, so I made it home from my OK trip. It was late though last night, 11 pm. I left Tulsa at around 4 and got home at 11 pm. And once again, the GPS rocks. I was excited to be home although the arrival wasn't quite what I had expected.

My one major complaint of the trip...... what the H E double L is the purpose of the "pay at the pump" feature if you "have to see cashier inside" for the receipt. I was so flipping mad. If it had been a personal trip I would have said forget it, don't need the receipt. But business and the need to be reimbursed is a different story.