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That WAS My Jam

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Driving back and forth to pick MJ up from school gives the girls and I a lot of time to listen to the radio. As of late, as most of the radio stations have switched to Christmas music all the time. I haven’t been in the Christmas mood at all this year, so I have been avoiding those stations. That only leaves two stations that come in decently for the whole hour trip. As it tends to go, these stations play the same handful of songs over and OVER.

Since the van has an AUX cable, I decided to bring my iPod along yesterday. Normally, I listen to a specific playlist – like for the soundtrack for the current piece I’m working on. Yesterday, I decided to Shuffle All.

It was like a blast from the past almost. There were songs from high school basketball warm-ups, prom theme songs, and songs my one girlfriend and I used to sing at karaoke. Those karaoke songs made me think of all the fun times we used to have at the campground her mom used to work at. We would mini-golf in the summer and do a terrible job cross-country skiing in the winter. In fact, I’m pretty sure we (or maybe it was just me) broke at least one part of ski boots in the process.

One of things I remember best about these times is when she would call me to say a boy scout troop was at the campground and her mom needed “help.” I would find a way to get myself there and we would gossip and goof around all night and then cook and serve breakfast in the morning. Could her mother have done this herself? Of course. But what teenage girl would have passed up these opportunities? Goodness, I miss that girl.

On a lighter note – yesterday, I had an author interview I gave published. I am really excited about this step in my professional writing career. Read it here!

Until next time.

“Bitch Wrist”

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Last Thursday, for #tbt, my cousin posted this picture. Why am I stealing it this week? Because it lead to the creation of an amazing phrase. Thanks CJ!

When my cousin originally posted this photo, she had tagged herself (the one with the crazy hair) and my sister. I also recognized the hand as my sister and thought it hilarious my cousin could tell who it was just by the bronzed arm holding her face. I commented to that point and everyone in my family got a good laugh over how we all recognized my sister. Maybe it was because we have all know her for so long, or maybe because she is the only one of us who ever gets so tan.

Anyway, since I found this whole situation to be funny, I brought it up to CJ. Then he admitted to me that he too had known the hand belonged to my sister before realizing she had been tagged in the photo. When I questioned how he recognized her, he told me it was because my sister had “bitch wrist.”

I could not help myself. I immediately got my sister on the phone to inform her about her bitch wrist. She was laughing when she asked CJ to explain what he meant. His explanation – “Well, you know. A wrist with attitude.”

My sister and I both laughed hysterically about the fact that she apparently exudes so much attitude it can even be noticed in pictures of her wrist. She had better be keeping that “bitch wrist” in control.

YCN #3

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This article was supposed to be a #TBT about Easter time.

When my son was 11 months old, he scammed me out of $16.19.

We were at the mall and he was holding my hand while walking down the concourse. He was being a good and happy boy and we were having a wonderful time. All the sudden, he saw something that stole his attention. He dropped my hand and ran for it.

When I located him, my son was sitting on the lap of the mall Easter Bunny and the photographer was snapping away. I rushed over and questioned the photographer about what he was doing. He had thought my son was one of the children with the lady in line who had four of her own. The Bunny had just picked up my son, got him ready on his lap, and away they went.

You can tell from my son’s outfit, that I had absolutely no intention of getting his picture taken that day. In all honesty, I am completely embarrassed about these pictures and I almost did not hand them out to family; I did not want a whole bunch of them around my house though either as he did not smile in a single one of them.

I will always remember that Easter as the one that my son helped scam me out of money for a silly mall picture. He must have really, really liked that Bunny to just rush over and want to be picked up into its lap. Once he saw me, he was very proud of himself for what he had done and I could not be upset with that adorable little boy who just wanted to investigate and say, “hello.”

This article was accompanied by a photo of MJ sitting on the Easter Bunny’s lap with wind blown hair and in a pair of sweatpants. Not a look I would have chosen to have photographed on a normal day. 🙂 Unfortunately, I cannot seem to find the picture on my computer to add to this article and I am not sure if the hard copy still exists around the house somewhere. I hope it does.