Wanna do my laundry?

I want to scream!!! It has rained and rained and rained and rained all month long. I have never seen this much rain before. I'm so sick of it! Friday morning I woke up and Mom called to say she was deathly sick throwing up so Sean would have to take me to the doctor for my Upper GI. Sean totally vetoed the Kris Allen concert so after throwing a fit, he still won and we went home. I was still a little high from the medicine so my persuasion techniques were a little off. I did get to go wander around Bed Bath and Beyond looking for bath mats for about 15 minutes. I think I lost track of time because Sean had to come looking for me. I bought a candle that i totally didn't need. The people that worked there probably thought I was some kind of druggy.


When we got home we got the horses and took off for Crockett TX, with a quick stop in Carthage TX to pick up his brother. For those of you were like me and have no idea where Crockett is, It's about an hour west of Lufkin. It was sunny and hot down there in TX. It's been a year since I lived in Houston and man I forgot how much like Hell it was in TX. It was probably 95 degrees and sticky. It kind of made me miss the rain, but not really.

The rodeo Friday night was a big disappointment. Frosty, Sean's horse, has been standing in water for the last three weeks in the pasture and decided he didn't feel like running Friday night and both Jason (Sean's brother) and Sean never caught their steers. Frosty got his way and got to stay home in the pasture for the Saturday Night Rodeo and Sean rode another horse. He placed third in Lafe, AR (near Paragould) I didn't attend that Rodeo, which further proves I'm bad luck because Sean wins money when I don't go and wins nothing when I do go.

It was very muddy in Lafe and Sean brought home his clothes in a Plastic Bag, soaking wet, covered in red mud. I guess he isn't capable of doing his own laundry. I doused his shirt in spray and wash and decided to just hang his jeans over the porch rails and let the rain clean them off. I'm soooo not in the mood today to mess with mud right now, I deal with it on the floor enough, especially since Arkansas turned into a rain forest..so I'm just leave his shirt soaking in the sink, the jeans on the porch and his boots in the rain and go take a nap.

Happy Mothers Day

Happy Mothers Day to all Mothers out there! I am very fortunate to have the most wonderful Mothers in my life. I was blessed with great role models and great teachers: My Mother Kim, My Gramma Norma, my Mawmaw Helen, and my Greatgrandma Gladys, and more recently my Mother-in-law Leann. A simple gift and card just doesn't seem to say enough to my Mom and Grandmothers.

My mother has devoted her life to me and my two sisters and for that I am forever greatfull, one day I hope I get to return the favor. My mom is my best friend and I talk to her daily, sometimes more than that. Hopefully she doesn't care I call her so much, because sometimes I think I really get on her nerves..ha!

Some of the things I remember as a little girl about the things my Mother did for me were simple things, that really meant a lot. She would read to my sister and I the same books over and over every night and then rub our backs and sing lullaby's until we fell asleep. My favorite thing my mom would do when I was little was surprise me at school and pick me up to go eat during lunch. I always felt so special when that happened. Mom would also pack my lunch every morning and put little notes in my lunch box, cut in the shape of hearts that said, "I love you" or "have a great day." Anything we wanted, anywhere we wanted to go, Mom did her best to get it for us, as long as it was within reason. During church when we were too old for nursery but to young to understand big church, mom would let us lay in her lap and she's take her necklaces and tickle our faces with them to keep us happy. It felt so good! I thank the Lord every day for putting me into a wonderful family full of amazing women.

I know I am a wonderful mother to my Chocolate children but I can only pray that one day, when I have human children of my own, they will feel for me, as I feel for my Mother.

And for some reason I feel I should end this post with an Amen. Amen.