WTF and other stuff

OK, I had a funny little text convo Benny and I had that I was going to post about. Then, I read an e-mail I got and it all changed. Let me do some explaining.

I got an e-mail saying I was rude and judgemental for calling Carrin a yankee. First of all, I didn't call her one, I said she sounded like one. Second, SHE IS ONE! WTF!

According to Merriam-Webster Dictionary, the definition of yankee is (I looked it up):
1 a. a native or inhabitant of New England
b. a native or inhabitant of the northern United States

99% of you realized I wasn't being rude but there is always that 1% that suck.

I didn't mean to offend any yankees by calling them yankees. That is what I have heard and said ALL my life. I have friends that are from up north and they have never cared. Hell, one of them is my sis-in-law and she has never cared. I have heard them call themselves that. To me, it's like saying I am a Texan. Yes, I am a born and raised, honky tonk lovin', fried chicken eatin', beer drinkin' Texan that says 'yall'. And, proud of it.

So if you thought I was being rude and judgemental well, all I can say is, LIGHTEN UP!
I'm so tired of all this political correctness bs.

And if ya get bored, go take this little fun test here. I'd love to know your results.

Have a good day YALL!

Ohhh, and just cause I think it's funny and to lighten the mood, I'm still posting the text convo Benny and I had.

Me: Have I told you lately how much I love you? It's more than this! My arms are spread wide open by the way.

Benny: The one thing we do best is say that we love each other AND WE MEAN IT! I LOVE YOU WITH ALL MY HEART, BODY AND SOUL!!!

Me: I wouldn't say that is the BEST thing we do but we do it better and more than anyone I know.

Benny: You must be thinking with your arms and legs spread wide open them. LOVE YA!

Me: Love you too Baby!

Benny: And soon too!


He's so good to me. I couldn't live without him.

Writing assignment and me being a dumbass and a giveaway

Yep, Mama Kat time. I chose prompt number 5.) What made your childhood bearable? Write about it.

Um, I had a wonderful childhood so I guess my parents made it bearable. Without them it would have sucked. My brothers also played a big part in it. They were always really cool to me.

OK, I'm done.

Now I gotta tell you about being a dumbass yesterday. I couldn't wait until tomorrow to tell yall.

I had my first real life contact with a blogger. Yep, sure did. Not just e-mail and texting but real talking! She is someone that if I never posted again, I know we would still be friends. Hope to do face to face one day but there is still snow at her house so we gotta wait until summer. I don't do cold.

Anyway, I have imagined what it would be like to talk to someone from this here bloggyland and what my first words might be. What I said first was NOT what I had imagined me saying. Call it being excited, call it being nervous, but I call it being a dumbass!

I'll tell you all about it tomorrow.


HA! Just kidding!

I saw her name on my phone and took a deep breath. Show time!

Me: Hello
Carrin: Is this April?
Me: Yep
Carrin: It's good to talk to you finally (I'm guessing she said this because I only heard one thing, her accent)
Me: GOD you sound like a Yankee!
Me: (In my head) SHIT!

Then the laughter started from both of us as I'm saying sorry.

I'm still laughing from me saying that. It's just that, I live in Texas. I have a thick Texan accent. I NEVER talk to anyone that lives farther north than the Red River. And her accent (yes Carrin, you do have one) sounded just like an old friend of mine from up north that we use to rag on.

After that we had a good talk. And by that I mean, I jabbered on and on while she listened.

Now she knows why I have a blog.

Loved our conversation girl and I'm sure the next one will be better. Maybe I can keep my foot out of my mouth!

Now for more important matters. Over at Yaya Stuff she is doing a giveaway. I think it is for the best cause. She is raising money to help her and Josh adopt a child that they deserve so much. So, head on over and enter.

Wordless Wednesday

What's up with everyone wanting us to ram our truck through the gate yesterday? It's a Ford, not a Dodge Ram!

OK, back to Wordless Wednesday!

You knew it would have words so just get over it.

This is Toots first crush. She fell for him the minute she met him. I just pray that she meets a guy as good as him one day because right now, he's a little old for her.

I made her day and yesterday and let her call him. I only heard one side of the convo but what I heard was pretty funny.

Toot: Do you miss me?

Him: I'm assuming he said yes.

Toot: OK, you need to come see me today! I have gymnastics.

I guess she wanted to show off for him.

He lives about 9 hours away so that didn't happen but she is still happy that he misses and loves her.

For more WW go check out A Daily Dose Of Toni and 5 Minutes for Mom.

On a side note, I found a blog (actually, she found me) that you should go check out. She's really funny and new to this whole bloggy thing. So go check out Rant-Rave-Roll!

Blog material

I have had some funny stuff go on lately. I can't believe I forgot to tell you about this.

The other weekend (meaning not this past one) we were looking at campers because Benny is going out of town for 10 weeks for work. Sucks! I know! Anyway, we pulled into his friends place to check out his friends sons camper. Still with me? OK, good.

Anyway, Benny's friend doesn't live there. He will one day, but not yet. Just a shop and a bunch of land with a fence ALL the way around it with a gate at the front.

OK, now Benny has an F150. BUT, it is also a crew cab with 4 wheel drive. Not a small truck by any means.

We pulled up to the camper (right by the front gate) and went in said camper to check it out. Kids were asleep so we left them all of 15 ft away from us. I liked it, got back in the truck, and we turned around to leave.

Problem!

The gate was shut! Benny told me to get out and open it hoping it was just "dummy locked". (For those of you that are lost, that means it just LOOKS locked but really isn't) How the guy didn't see us is what was weird to us.

It wasn't dummy locked. It was really locked!

So there we are, locked in this guys property, and we don't have his number. Told ya we were smart!

After about 5 minutes. Ah ha! Number on the camper! Call him, he rescues us, we live happily ever after! After a good laugh and a couple of beers!

Our Little Toot is a Little Shit!

Toot has started this new thing and it has been driving me crazy!!!!!

When we are in the car she asks "Are we there yet?"

Who hasn't lived through this if you have a kid? Exactly!

So I told her to stop asking me the other day because it drives me crazy. It worked!

Until today. :(

She asked me out of the blue, "Mama, can I say here?"

My response, "Of course sweety, that's not a bad word."

Her response, "Are we HERE yet?"

Little Shit!

Karma

So if you do something only because you think it will bring you good karma/luck/whatever is it really the right reason to do it? Or does it not matter as long as you still do the good thing. I get annoyed when I do good things for others and someone tries to spoil my good deed by saying "Karma's on your side now". Ummm, that's not why I did it.


Sometimes Benny gives me weird looks when I tell him to do things. Not because he thinks I'm doing them to get bonus points but because it sometimes just doesn't make sense to him.


Example:

One day we were driving home and we went through a TINY town and their volunteer fire fighters were at the red light (only one in this town) with their boots in their hands. OK, we all know what that means. They would like donations.


I asked Benny if he had any change and he said no. So, I dug in my purse and grabbed all the money I could find. It was probably about a dollar fifty. He waved the guy over and put the money in the boot. The guy said "Thank you, this will help build our new fire station. Every little bit helps." And he is right.


I don't know any one in this town and I have no connections to this town. It didn't benefit me any to give them my dollar fifty. But, it did help them and their town. That is why I did it. Not for good "karma".


I think people can learn from these truly good deeds.


Example:

We went out to eat at a fun restaurant. Oh, I'll go ahead and tell ya, it was Hooters. Our waitress was awesome and never let us down. She chatted with the kids and I think Smiley had a crush on her. Man that kid can flirt! We did a little quick math in our heads and decided we could afford for me to get one of their tank tops. I'm actually wearing it right now. Misti, our waitress, got the shirt and said she would put it on out bill. OK, cool. With food, shirt, and a good tip, we figured around $100. Seems high but we rarely do this and I loved the shirt.

I was gathering the kids to take them outside when the bill came. It was for $64 even. OK, Benny's good but not THAT good with his wife and kids sitting there. I told him "that's not right" and then grabbed the kids and we went outside. Not to fuck Hooters but because Smiley was not a happy camper and I needed to get him out of there.

15 minutes later, Benny comes outside and said it was $100 even. I asked what took so long and this was his explanation.

She didn't charge us for the shirt so he told her and she went and fixed it after thanking him so much. Then, when he was in line to pay, he noticed that she didn't charge us for our drinks. By the way, BEST MARGARITA I HAVE EVER DRANK! So he called her back over to have her fix it. She once again thanked him for saving her ass.

The total came out to like $85 and he just gave them a hundred dollar bill and said "make sure the tip goes to Misti." I hope it all did.

He told me, "I could have paid the first bill and that chick (hostess chick) would have never known."

I just smiled and gave him a kiss. He didn't make sure we paid the right amount to get some good karma. He did it because he is a good person.

I wish more people were like this.

Writing Assignment time

Yep, it's definitely Thursday and Mama Kat is ready for our homework. She threw me off last week but all is forgiven. This week I had time to think about it.

The Prompts:

1.) If you were starring on American Idol TONIGHT and HAD to sing, what song would you choose and why.
Don't sing unless I'm drunk and then it's usually Pat Green. End of story.
2.) Take a picture of yourself right this minute without primping and explain to us why it is you have not washed your hair today.
Uhhhh, no. That was simple.
3.) I just asked Pat to help me with a writing prompt so here's his: "What do you think about the NBA All Star game"...blech.
I agree. Blech.
4.) What's your number one pet peeve? Develop a punishment for anyone caught in the act.
Might have something here. Oh wait, I've done this before kinda.
5.) Write about something mean you did to a sibling growing up.
Here we go. Something I can work with.

My brothers and I always got along. To the point, we didn't get into trouble for being mean, we got into trouble for having too much fun.

Perfect example:
One night me and my youngest brother (4 years older than me) were up late goofing off. I don't know how it started but we started spraying each other with any kind of aerosol can we could find.

I remember hair spray, spray glue, and WD 40 were involved. There were more but I don't remember. We were really smart back then, can't ya tell?

Anyway, I had the spray glue and he had the WD 40 at one point and he was behind his door. He was using his door as a shield while sticking the little WD 40 straw through the crack. Pissed me off because I was a lot smaller and couldn't get the door to budge.

So, I get the bright idea to cover his door knob with the glue and to walk away to lure him out. My plan was that he would come out, I would chase him back to his room, and he would then grab the door knob. Well, like most of my plans, this one didn't play out like I thought it would.

Apparently, through all this, we were laughing really loud and woke Mom up. Not a good thing but what happened next was way worse.

See, my brother didn't fall for my trick and stayed in his room. The first place my mom went was his room you can probably guess what happened next. YEP, she grabbed the door knob and man was she pissed. BUT, not at me.

I had WD 40 all over my face so I didn't get into trouble even though I was the reason her hand was COVERED in spray glue. She yelled at my brother for almost blinding me while I giggled behind her. And yes, it took forever for her to get the glue off her hand. I recall getting dirty looks over that one.

I don't remember who started this little game but I sure let him take all the blame. That's what little sisters are for, right?


Now head on over and see what everyone else had to say.

THE BEST AWARD

My Wordless Wednesday is under this post.

Carrin is really a really cool chick. I would have said that before she gave me this award too. We have became good friends through our blogs and it carried over to real life. Not face to face real life (she lives so far away, dammit), but other than just comments back and forth. You should really check her blog out if you don't already read it. She is so funny and such a real person. You won't be disappointed.


Anyway, here is what she gave me.

Of course, there are rules. These are pretty easy so I guess I will follow them this time.

Rule #1 - Admit ONE thing you feel awful about involving being a mom. Get it off your shoulders. Once you've written it down, you are NO LONGER allowed to feel bad. It's over with, it's in the past. Remember, you're a great mom!

OK, one thing huh. Ummm, I always feel bad when I want to just get away from the kids. I love them to death but sometimes I just want to get in my car alone and drive away. At least one is with me 24/7. Actually, when we went out of town last week, that was the first time Smiley didn't sleep in the same house with me in about a year. Crazy huh! Sometimes, I just really want to be April instead of Mommy for a night.

Rule #2 - To remind yourself that you ARE a good mom, list SEVEN things you love about your kids, you love doing with your kids, or that your kids love about you. These are the things to remind yourself of EVERY DAY that you rock!

1. I love to hear them laugh. Hearing them laughing will make me laugh EVERY TIME and melt my heart. I think that is the best sound in the world!
2. I love to cuddle with them. Little Man will still cuddle with me. That kids rocks!
3. I love it when they pick me flowers. It's always just because they love me. Not because of a holiday or because someone told them too.
4. I love how forgiving they are with me and each other. They never hold a grudge.
5. I love that Toot will walk up to me and say "You are sooooo beautiful Mom" even if I just woke up and have old pj's on and bed head.
6. I love it that Smiley can come and put me in a good mood instantly by just giving me his sweet little smile. Even though it usually means he did something wrong.
7. I love being with my kids everyday and watching them. A lot of times I will just sit and watch them to the point one of them will usually look up and say "What?". You can really learn a lot from watching kids.

Rule #3 - Send this to other Moms of the Year that deserve forgiveness and a reminder that they, too, are the best moms they can be!!! Remember to send them a note to let them know you've selected them, and add a link to the person who nominated you!

The 3 I pick are:

Bethany at Something To Talk About

C at The Scattered Mind of a Tattooed Minivan Mom

Angie at Keep Believing

Thanks again Carrin. I am so lucky to have been able to get to know you and become friends with you.

Wordless Wednesday w/words

Ya, I should probably do WordFUL Wednesday but I love breaking the rules.

Anyway, remember how I said Benny and I love to ride back roads? Well, for you city folks, I thought I would show you what I meant by "back roads". We live in a tiny town and most of the roads are back roads.

This came to my mind because after Smiley and I dropped Toot off at gymnastics, we went ridin' back roads and jammin' to some Aerosmith and I got lost. Kinda.

Ever go down a road and think to yourself "This looks all wrong. I think I am going the wrong way." Well, that happened to me. I knew I was on the right road but it all seemed backwards. Because it was. Could you tell if you were going the wrong way down these roads? Sorry for the picture quality but I only had my phone and it was cloudy.

The back road I was going the wrong way on. The curve up ahead is where I hit my first deer.

The next back road I was on.Hey look, there is my folks house. I took this from the back road from the pic above.
This is the highway by my folks house. And yes, the speed limit is 70 mph. Here, it's either 70 or 30 mph.
Next back road to get to my destination. Yes, I do know where I am going. I'm headed to town to pick up Toot.

Same back road. They are putting in gas lines everywhere so this is common now. You can't see him but the guy in the truck is HOT!

Another back road. This is a friends house that I would LOVE to buy one day but I know it will NEVER be for sale. (It's a log home his dad built.)

Almost to town. These are rail road tracks, duh. These things always mess up and are down even when no train is coming.

Anyway, so those are some of the roads we ride around on. All the others we ride around on look pretty much the same to someone that isn't use to them but we can tell the difference. I was going to show you my road and my house but it got too dark. Maybe next time.

For more WW go check out A Daily Dose Of Toni and 5 Minutes for Mom.

The BEST big brother

Some times Little Man really cracks me up. He can be so funny at times and it's usually when he doesn't even realize he's being funny.

The other night he woke me up at 3:30am to tell me he just lost a tooth. I think I mumbled something and then went back to sleep. The next day, I looked at him and asked, "Did I dream you lost a tooth or did you really?" He said "Ya, where's my money?"

OK, first of all, he told me at 3:30am. Like I am going to go down and do the tooth fairy thing. Second, he's 10 years old and already knows the ugly truth about Santa. Thing is though, when he found out about Santa, he asked me about the tooth fairy. I should have just told him the truth but all I said was "You really thing we have the money to be putting under your pillow?" Wasn't really a lie, was it?

Anyway, on this morning, I asked him, "Do you still believe in the tooth fairy?" and his reply was so funny. He said, "I haven't for a long time. I just pretend for Toot and Smileys sake but it's only believable if you give me the money." Told ya he was smart.

I laughed and he still didn't get paid. Heck, I don't even think Toot or Smiley knew he lost a tooth since it was at 3:30 in the morning. But, it was worth a try!

Also, the other day, he really showed what a great big brother he is. On the way home from picking him up at school, Toot fell asleep in the car. I asked him if he was going to play outside (it was a beautiful day) and he said yes. I told him I was just going to leave Toot in the car so she could get her nap out since he would be outside. Remember, I live way out in the country.

Anyway, during the time he was playing, I kept sticking my head out my bedroom window to check on her and to make sure he was still outside. I had told him, when he wanted to come in, just tell me and I would get her. The last time I looked out, he was sitting in the car with her.

I went outside and asked him what he was doing (the windows were down). He said he had some homework to do so he was doing it in the car so she could finish sleeping. Isn't that so sweet! I told him he could go in but he wanted to stay because it was quiet. So he stayed and finished right as she was waking up.

He really is so sweet to them. They are really lucky to have such a sweet big brother and I am lucky to have such a sweet son.