Can It Be REAL??

I can just hear it now..."Mother, that is sooo lame! For goodness sake!! I'm a SENIOR!!"...but "ole Mother" just couldn't resist this post, because...I am PROUD! I am EXCITED! I am just down-right giddy! For years now, I MEAN YYEEAARRSS now, we have always struggled in Math! Any kind of Math, from basic to Algebra, to Algebra II, to Geometry and now we are in the dreaded PreCal...when I saw that particular class on Whit's "SENIOR" schedule, I wanted to scoop up my baby and run for the hills...but...I see now that I might have over reacted...

That's right folks...a 91 on her first PreCal test! and...

that's right folks...a 96 on her first paper in PreCal!

I am so very, very proud of Whit! She is doing a great job this "SENIOR" year!

I got her first Progress Report on Friday and she had a:

96 in PreCal...

95 in Anatomy...

94 in Spanish II!

What a great way to begin her "SENIOR" year!! I am blessed that she has such great teachers! Mr. Banks is a fantastic Math teacher (she says she is his "favorite"); she loves Mrs. Karen Moore, her Anatomy teacher and she thinks Mrs. Faulk, her Spanish teacher, is a hoot!!

Once again, I'm proud of you Whit!! Keep up the good work!!!

Do you smell it in the air??

Do you smell it?? Do you get that funny feeling on your skin when your outside?? No, I'm not talking about some phenomenon...I'm talking about FOOTBALL!!

I love football and I love football weather! I love the way air smells in the Fall...I love the way the slight wind tickles my skin...I love the way the drums from the band vibrate through my entire body....but most of all...I love......

that's right...#6, my Honeybun, my Porkchop...the love of My Baby's life.

Whit and Dustin (aka Honeybun, Buns of Honey, Porkchop, Buff Daddy...the list goes on and on...) have been dating for almost 2 years. At first, things were a little strained between the two of them...they fought, broke-up, got back together...but then about a year ago...all things smoothed out and...

...happily ever after!

I am truly blessed to have such a kind, loving and special person in my daughter's life! I feel like he is part of my family...and I wouldn't have it any other way!!

Back to the original reason I started this post...this is Honeybun's Senior year...his last year to be #6 on the Berry Wildcats Football team...I want to wish him luck, blankets of protection and most of all..."have fun...because these are the absolute best times of your life!"

I'm wishing you the best year Honeybun!! You know how much I love you and Whit!! Make every memory you can!! Have a great football year!!!

August 28, 2009

Berry Wildcats vs. Marion County Red Raiders at Berry

Berry 60 - Marion Co. 6

Why do sisters have to be soooo mean????

I try very hard to earn a living, in order to support my daughter. With that being said, why do sisters have to be soooo mean??

A few weeks ago...I was "slaving" away at work. Whit had gone to Tuscaloosa with Dudu to get her (as she says) "hair did" at DV8 (my sister Robin's salon.) I am always a little leery of Whit's trips to Aunt Rara's without me, simply because they tend to get a little carried away with the scissors when I'm not there to supervise (see photos below)....

This picture was taken when Whit had long, gorgeous curls....

After a trip to Aunt Rara's, when Mom wasn't in attendance, this is what happened to those long, beautiful curls...

Now don't get me wrong...I LOVE her hair short, but only after I recovered from the heart attack when I first saw it. Anyway, she was at Rob's and she called and said that Ash was going to email me a picture so I could see what her "new hairdo" looked like. Please see photo below....

CAN YOU SAY "FLIPPING OUT"? To put it mildly and in a nice Christian way, that is exactly what I was doing!! After telling Whit, "If that is what your hair looks like, you need to find somewhere to live! And it won't be with Robin because I AM GOING TO KILL HER!!!!"....they were down there having a ball with this one...while I was "slaving" away. They still laugh about it. Me, nor my poor ole' heart, thinks that it was or is funny. After me fuming, ranting and raving, this was emailed to me....the real "hairdo"....

p.s. The whole, "tongue-sticking-out"?? That's what she would have looked like had I gotten my hands around her pretty little neck!!

All joking aside, Rob does a great job! But her day is coming...when she least expects it...hehehe

Senior Year has came too quickly!

It has taken me a little over a week to even get my bearings together enough to write this post...as many of you know, last week started the deterioration of the rest of my life. My baby, MY LITTLE, TINY BABY, started her Senior year. It was all smiles and giggles for her...but for her poor, pitiful Mom...it was a totally different story.

Many years ago, we set out on this journey called "school". You see, Whit stayed with Nanny (aka, my Mother), Aunt Nanny (aka, Aunt Nell) or Dudu (aka, my sister, Susan) before she started kindergarten. I did turn loose, a little, to let her go to day care for 2 days a week, when she was 4. Berry Elementary School was an entirely different story...they had kids that were in the 6th grade there!! BIG KIDS...and my baby was well....just that, a baby.

That first day of kindergarten, I walked her in, got her situated and turned to her....with tears in her eyes, she says, "Can't you just stay a little while longer Momma?" What I thought (at the time) was the hardest thing for me to do...I said, "No baby. Momma's gotta go to work." I took a red pen out of my purse and drew a heart on her hand. I told her, "Today when you get lonely, sad or scared...you just look at this heart and KNOW that Momma is thinking about you, loving you and missing you. Before you know it, you'll be home and you can tell me about all the fun you had today."

We made it through that first day of kindergarten...and have made it through every year since then. There have been bumps, detours and sometimes, some great big obstacles...but with the Grace of God....we have prevailed.

As we start this Senior year...it wasn't Whit that had tears in her eyes asking me to stay a little longer...but Mom...with tears in my eyes...asking God for just a little more time with my Baby.

Have a great Senior year Whit! Make memories that will last you a lifetime!! I love you!! Forever and always my baby you'll be!!

"Mother!!! It's wayyyy toooo early for you to be taking my picture!!!!"

Could these smiles be the new haircut and color (thanks Aunt RaRa)?? The new clothes?? The fact that this is her last, first day of school?? The fact that she is a SENIOR, the top of the high school food chain?? I think not.......(see below)

I think....not really sure....but it's probably her new car....nothing like rolling up to good ole' BHS, in style!!

Happy Birthday Daddy!!

Today is a very special day...Daddy is 69 years young today! Happy Birthday Daddy!!

Looking back over my life, I can't imagine NOT having my Daddy in my corner...don't get me wrong, we had some "rough" spots, but we always seem to pull together...after all, that's what Daddy's do!

If you ask Susan and Robin, they will tell you that I am Daddy's baby...and I will proudly say, "I sure am!" They are just jealous. :)

I have been truly blessed to have the Daddy that I have. He is kind, loving and a good Christian man. So many children these days don't know what it's like to have that kind of Daddy...I'm just thankful he is also a positive figure in my daughters life.

I love you Daddy and hope this is the best birthday ever!!!

Will the cake catch on fire???

I have been very worried today...we are celebrating Dudu's "48th" birthday tonight and I'm afraid all the candles will cause a fire hazard...only joking Dudu!

You will never realize how much you are respected, cherished, honored and above all else....loved! You wear many hats in our family....Daughter, Sister, Wife, Mom, Nanna, Dudu...but most importantly...."friend". I hope you have a great birthday!! Whitney and I love you more than words can say!! We are truly blessed to have you in our lives!




For an old heifer, she don't look half bad, does she?? lol

OMG!!!! AND THE SURPRISES JUST KEEP ON COMING....

Last night, I had came home from a lloonngg Monday at work...just wanted to relax, have dinner with my family and mentally prepare for the rest of this week (as most of you know, my baby, MY BABY, will be a Senior next week....that's a whole other post, my emotions can't handle it all right now....) anyway, back to my story. I arrived home, went and visited with Momma and Daddy for a few minutes, really just went to get a few laughs because they took my Grandmother to the doctor yesterday and that's a story in it's self...so after I left their house, I went out to Pamela's (aka EmmaeRae's Mommy). Pamela, Susan, Whit and EmmaeRae were getting Yaw-Yaw (EmmaeRae's new kitten) situated in her new home. Pamela "looked" like she had been crying...and you know me, I jumped right in...

Me: What's wrong with you???

Pamela: I just don't feel good, I've got a headache.

Me: Are you pregnant? (jokingly)

Pamela: HA!

I head home to cook some potatoes (because Pamela is grilling some chicken). As I am cutting up the potatoes, I am thinking..."What in the world has Colby (aka EmmaeRae's Daddy) done to her...I know he rides around all day in his "big" truck and has lots of time to think, but he needs to realize she is at home raising a 2 1/2 year old that NEVER sits still." Boy, I was fuming...I was gonna call and give him alittle "heads up" on NOT making your wife cry. Because as his Aunt, that's my job...to keep him in line...whether he wants to hear it or not!!

Ok, so after they got Yaw-Yaw situated and Pamela finished grilling the chicken, they came over to eat. Me, Pamela, EmmaRae, Susan, Whit and Honeybun (aka Dustin, Whit's boyfriend) were sitting there eating a wonderful dinner...I look over and Pamela is waving her arm like something crazy...

Me: What are you doing?

Pamela: (innocently..) Nothing...

(Little did I know, she was making hand motions at Whit so they could "text" each other and leave me and Susan clueless to what was going on.)

Ok, back to dinner, because the food is so delicious and she can act crazy if she wants to...I'm hungry!

After we finish eating, Colby calls Susan and she walks outside...(and for those of you who don't know, I DON'T LIKE SECRETS THAT I'M NOT INCLUDED IN ON) I'm standing in the kitchen nibbling on a piece of chicken....and out of the blue....

Pamela: "I'm pregnant..."

Ok, I start crying...Whit, Pamela and Honeybunn are just looking at me like I'm crazy and....LAUGHING!! Apparently, I'm not the only one who visits other family members, just for that daily dose of laughter!!

Susan was outside on the phone with Colby, who was sharing the good news with his Mom and apparently Whit and Honeybun already knew the news, so that just left, poor, clueless me...

Congratulations Colby, Pamela and EmmaeRae!! Can't wait for the new Baby Odom to get here! Rae-Rae (aka EmmaeRae), you know Sissy (aka ME) will always love you the MOSTEST!!!