Sunday

Saw this on Pinterest yesterday and made me think about how much I enjoy my Sunday's!

Sunday is always a relaxed, easy-going day in our house. Always has been, always will be. For the most part we don't have anything going on.  Once in a while Coach will have a BamaLax practice or KJ might have a vball tournament but Sunday's are very chill in our house.  Coach always makes a big Sunday breakfast or gets bagels, we have a nice family dinner and just prepare for the upcoming week . . . review our family calendar, get some laundry done, etc. 

I also like to do some "maintenance" on Sunday's.  I deep condition my hair, tweeze my eyebrows, exfoliate and put a masque on my face, etc.  Although I love to try to new products, my skin-care routine is pretty basic:  cleanse, tone, moisturize.  I don't wear heavy make-up, I'm not a sun-worshipper (my moisturizer has an SPF to it and I always, always, always wear a hat when I'm outside), I drink tons of water and I stay away from greasy/fried foods.  And, I don't try any wild or crazy treatments (i.e., bird poop or placenta facials).  I think the most radical thing I've ever done to my face is the series of microdermabrasion treatments I had after KJ was born.  My hyper-pigmentation was at it's absolute worst and showed no signs of improving.  Even though everyone told me it would fade, I was horribly self-conscience about it.  I had it when I was pregnant with T and it seemed even worse when I was pregnant w/ KJ.  Cosmo bought me 5 or 6 microdermabrasion facials and after each treatment the aesthetician also used a lightening cream on my face and that did wonders.  Other than my bout w/ melasma, I have pretty decent skin.  I guess I inherited it from my folks == at 65 and 66 respectively, my mom & dad don't have any wrinkles and don't look their age.  My dad says it's our good Polish skin. 

The Knock

My great aunt, my Cioci Wanda, lived in Hawaii for decades, wore a mu-mu and was eccentric as hell.  And I adored her.  She was full of old wives tales (one time I had poison ivy on my legs and she told me to pee on myself in the shower to clear it up quickly).  Anytime she learned of some one's passing she would say, "I knew it!  I heard the knock of death."  Apparently, the "Knock of Death" is when you hear someone (something??) knocking on your door 3 times in the middle of the night.

Fast forward to last Thursday night.  I wasn't sleeping well and SWORE that I heard someone knocking on our door at 4:15 AM.   Yup.  They knocked three times.  No more.  No less.  I didn't get up and answer the door because #1, I really didn't want to find out who the hell was knocking on my door at 4:15 in the morning and #2, if they really wanted to get my attention, they would have knocked more than three times and maybe knocked a little harder. 

So, on my way to work, convinced that I've heard the "knock," I called my parents to see if everyone was OK.  I found out my SIL and the kids had been in a very, very bad car accident on Thursday afternoon and were trapped in the truck until the fire department could bust through the windshield to get them all out.  Miraculously, everyone is fine and walked away w/out a scratch.  The truck was t-boned and spun around and rolled.  Somehow, Little Miss C came out of her booster seat and was hanging from the seat belt.  Mr. B was a hero and quickly unbuckled himself and held his little sister's feet in the air until my SIL could get to them in the backseat.  When I spoke to my bro, I told him the knock must not have been for them.  Yeah.  We share a warped sense of humor. 

No Bloggy Long Time

Didn't realize how long it's been since I've blogged last.  Been a busy couple of days as always.  Yesterday was very, very warm -- in the low 80's.  I had the a/c on last night because it was so hot in the house.  Today is freezing and I've got socks and a sweatshirt on.  And I luv, luv, luv it!  Got all the windows open and luv the fresh Fall air!

Got the Ole Miss vs. Arkansas game on while I blog.  Looks bright and sunny in AR.  Cosmo will probably build a fire tonight and put the TV on the deck so we can snuggle while we watch the Alabama vs. MS game.  I know my MS friends are SO incredibly excited about their season, but some one's got to lose tonight and I"m pretty sure it's not going to be Alabama.  Just sayin'. 

Last week T surprised us with a weekend visit.  Actually, I had known for weeks that she was planning to come home, I just didn't tell Cosmo or KJ.  Cosmo had been traveling and had tried to make plans to have dinner w/ T on Thursday in Oxford.  She had lax practice and a date party that night so their visit was going to be short.  He ended up sitting in Memphis traffic and got to campus really late.  She had to leave the restaurant to get ready for her evening and he was mad as hell because he thought she had blown him off.  Meanwhile, I knew all along that she was planning to drive home w/ N on Friday.  So, she walked in the door Friday afternoon and scared the heck out of KJ.  I told Cosmo to meet me and KJ at a Mexican place for dinner on his way home from Memphis and after we were seated, T walked in the door and walked right to the table.  It could have worked out better.  Cosmo was in mid-sentence and saw her walk in.  His expression was priceless! 

We had a wonderful family breakfast Saturday morning and they went to the pumpkin patch Saturday afternoon.  We've been going to the same pumpkin patch since KJ's first birthday.  T went out with friends Friday and Saturday and N picked her up Sunday afternoon.  T said she slept the entire way home.  It was a quick visit but it was nice to have her home for a bit.  She's still loving her classes, loves her lax team and loves her sorority stuff.  This week they went to the Boys & Girls Club and decorated pumpkins with the kids.  She likes the date parties and swaps but is SO glad she's got all 8 AM classes.  She said those 8 AM classes force her to go home earlier than everyone else and not party to all hours of the night.  I, of course, have encouraged her to take 8 AM classes all 4 years @ Ole Miss.  tee hee

One of Cosmo's lax buddy's works for ESPNU and mentioned that he'll be in Oxford on Wednesday filming so Cosmo gave him T's # if he need anything.  T ended up being part of a segment for ESPNU that should air this week.  She had a blast and got to work with Devin from CMT's "Sweet Home Alabama" and "Southern Nights" reality shows.  Devin is a Phi Mu currently attending Alabama (I think she's originally from TN) and chose Adam over Tribble (from Mountain Brook) that first season.  She's absolutely beautiful and T said she was very nice.

Thursday I had fun at work as we were filming a video for a industry conference.  Each hotel is supposed to submit a music video based on "Call me Maybe."  It was an gorgeous day and we filmed all over the resort.  I don't enjoy being in front of the camera at all and did a lot of behind the scenes kind of stuff, however, there is some footage of me riding a bike in high heels.  Hope it doesn't end up going viral. 

It's OK !!!

  . . . to have been a total slacker as far as "It's OK Thursdays." ...to still not have all of my Halloween decorations up. ...to be obsessed with Law & Order SVU and Criminal Intent lately. ...to be super duper excited to see my girl in an Ole Miss lax uniform! ...that my feet hurt.  I like high heels.  What can I say? ...that Emily and Jef with One F broke up.  Still a shocker nonetheless.  No one saw that coming.   ...that Uma Thurman named her baby Rosalind Arusha Arkadina Altalune Florence Thurman-Busson (better known to family and friends as Luna) ...that my invite to Jess & Justin's wedding got lost in the mail.  I'm busy this weekend anyway. 
...that I take off my jewelry and my bra the minute I walk in the door.  ...that I cleaned out the fridge last night and it looks like Old Mother Hubbard's.       

Halloween Decor

Luv, luv, luv this post from Beaux reves!  Her dining room looks amazing!!!  http://beauxrevesamore.blogspot.com/2012/10/haunted-dining-room.html

I've started my Halloween Decorating but really just haven't gotten far.  The last week in September T came home and everyone went to the Ole Miss vs. Alabama game.  I got some cleaning done but no decorating.  The first weekend in October KJ was finishing up volleyball so I didn't any decorating that weekend either.  This last weekend was the annual Cos Family Celebratory Triad so the only decorating I got done was birthday party decorating. 
 

I've really been into glitter the past couple of years (Pinterest influence perhaps??).  Right now I have a purple glitter skull sitting on a large black candle holder and some pumpkins totally decked out in black and orange sequins and glitter.  I also have KJ's Halloween cat painting on one end of the mantel and a long, horizontal black and silver Halloween wooden sign in the middle. 

I'm also a sucker for the whole Pottery Barn / vintage / traditional Halloween look.  I like simple, clean lines and like a monochromatic color scheme with pops of color. 

I luv, luv, luv a great decorated buffet! 

Really, really into skulls this year.  I think when the kids were younger I decorated in more of a "Happy" Halloween style -- cute pumpkins, patchwork scarecrows, sweet, not scary or threatening.  Now I think my decor has evolved into more of  "Classy Scary."  I don't like blood or gore but do like to set an elegant, appropriate table or buffet. 

 

 

Is this what they mean when someone says, "I'll have your head on a platter??"

Celebratory Recap

Whew!  Survived the Annual Cos Family Celebratory Triad -- 20th Anniversary, Cosmo's 45th b-day and KJ's 13th b-day.  One celebration right after another.  I don't mean to sound like I'm whining but it's tough.  I don't want to slight anyone or make them feel like their special day is less important but poor Cosmo always seems to get the shaft. 

Thursday night we made one of our favorite dinners, shrimp scampi, and had a nice night at home.  Cosmo had been traveling earlier in the week so he was very happy to just chill at home for our anniversary.  He sent me a gorgeous bouquet of deep, hot pink roses and my mom & dad also sent us a beautiful bouquet of cut flowers.

Friday was Cosmo's big day but KJ had a b-day party to go to that night.  We had him open up his presents the minute he walked in the door and I think I did good this year.  He is SO incredibly difficult to buy for.  Most wives can buy their husband clothes or gifts relative to their special interests or hobbies (hunting, fishing, sports stuff).  Well, Cosmo wears logo golf shirts for work and he owns his own lacrosse store.  Kind of makes it hard to buy him gifts.  We bought him two folding stadium seats for Vaught-Hemingway and KJ picked out a fleece jacket for him. 

We had KJ open her gifts a day early because we knew her actual b-day was going to be a bit crazy.  Cosmo bought her an Ole Miss jersey to wear on Saturdays and a bunch of shirts from the Polo Outlet (she's always stealing T's).  He loves to buy the girls gifts and I'm happy to let him!  He also bought her an iHome thingy and as a special treat from him, he bought her a sweet, sweet Sidney Crosby jersey.  She lost her mind!!!

So, after we dropped her off at the party we went to dinner, just the two of us.  That hasn't happened in a long, long time.  Very nice to catch up with each other and have some adult conversation.  After dinner we picked KJ up from the party and called it a night.  Aahhh....the middle school years.  I remember those days vividly with Taylor.  All we did was drop off and pick-up at some clubhouse or house party.  The parents would be all lined up outside and it looked like the after-school car pool line.  A couple of years later its KJ's turn and nothing has changed. 

Saturday AM Cosmo participated in the Trashcan Lax Tournament.  Smaller teams, no goalie, you just had to get the ball in the trashcan.  It was for all ages and it sounds like everyone had a good time.  It's important to change things up so the kids don't get bored doing the same ol' thing.

While Cosmo was playing, KJ & I had a morning of beauty.  I had about 6 inches cut off and had my hair colored and KJ got a hair cut too.  I offered her a mani and/or pedi or her eyebrows waxed but she declined.  After our hair appointments we went to Hobby Lobby to buy some decorations for her b-day party.  We had lunch out and also stopped at GiGi's Cupcakes. 

She had 10 or so girls spend the night.  Cosmo made a fire and they had hot dogs and s'mores and slept in the tent.  The were very giggly and very loud and around 2 AM and I had to tell them to go to knock it off and go to sleep.  My neighbors are probably not very happy with me.  Every dog in the neighborhood was barking. 

Sunday I woke up with a migraine from hell and could barely move off the couch.  I took my Imitrex, took a nap but nothing really helped.  Went to bed miserable but woke up this morning feeling good.  It rained during the night and the barometric pressure wrecks havoc with my head. 

Flashback to Flashdance

KJ has Greek/Toga day on Friday (bonus!  She can use the same fabric and accessories T-bone wore for her senior year Homecoming Toga Day).  Next week she has Super Hero day, Crazy Sock Day, Pirate Day and an 80's day (and one other day I can't remember . . . pajama day??). 

Back when I was in middle school, we didn't have "80's day."  It was just any other regular day of the week!  hahahaha!  But seriously!  I wish I still had all the stupid stuff I used to wear . . . I had tons and tons of day glo (luv, luv, luv'd the Wham! "Wake Me Up" video"), fingerless lace gloves (yup, even wore a white pair to my senior prom!), black rubber bracelets, acid wash jeans (and/or a jean jacket), cut-up sweatshirts, legwarmers, big-ass shoulder pads and big-ass hair!  Yup, those were the good ol' days!

Word to Your Mother

First of all, let me just say I had no idea this song was this freaking long.
Second of all, this is just the latest in a long, long list of Kendall-isms. 

The other day Ice Ice Baby came on the radio and Cosmo and KJ were singing along. 
When the song got to this verse, things went downhill fast: 

Will it ever stop?
Yo, I don't know
Turn off the lights and I'll glow
To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal
Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle

KJ swears the correct words are:  "To the extreme I rock a mic like a BANJO." 
Cosmo told her that makes absolutely ZERO sense.
She retorted with, "Oh.  Yeah.  Right.  Like VANDAL makes any sense." 
She kind of has a point. 

Please enjoy the lyrics in their entirity: 
Ice ice baby

Ice ice baby

All right stop

Collaborate and listen

Ice is back with my brand new invention

Something grabs a hold of me tightly

Then I flow that a harpoon daily and nightly

Will it ever stop?

Yo, I don't know

Turn off the lights and I'll glow

To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal

Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle

Dance Bum rush the speaker that booms

I'm killin' your brain like a poisonous mushroom

Deadly, when I play a dope melody Anything less that the best is a felony

Love it or leave it

You better gain way

You better hit bull's eye

The kid don't play

If there was a problem

Yo, I'll solve it

Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it

Ice ice baby

Vanilla Ice ice baby

Vanilla Ice ice baby

Vanilla Ice ice baby

Vanilla

Now that the party is jumping

With the bass kicked in, the Vegas are pumpin'

Quick to the point, to the point no faking I'm cooking MC's like a pound of bacon

Burning them if they're not quick and nimble I go crazy when I hear a cymbal

And a hi hat with a souped up tempo

I'm on a roll and it's time to go solo

Rollin in my 5.0

With my ragtop down so my hair can blow

The girlies on standby

Waving just to say hi

Did you stop?

No, I just drove by

Kept on pursuing to the next stop

I busted a left and I'm heading to the next block

That block was dead

Yo so I continued to a1a Beachfront Ave

Girls were hot wearing less than bikinis

Rock man lovers driving Lamborghini

Jealous 'cause I'm out getting mine

Shay with a gauge and Vanilla with a nine

Ready for the chumps on the wall

The chumps are acting ill because they're so full of eight balls

Gunshots ranged out like a bell I grabbed my nine

All I heard were shells

Fallin' on the concrete real fast

Jumped in my car, slammed on the gas

Bumper to bumper the avenue's packed

I'm tryin' to get away before the jackers jack

Police on the scene

You know what I mean

They passed me up, confronted all the dope fiends

If there was a problem Yo, I'll solve it

Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it

Ice ice baby

Vanilla Ice ice baby

Vanilla Ice ice baby

Vanilla Ice ice baby

Vanilla

Take heed, 'cause I'm a lyrical poet

Miami's on the scene just in case you didn't know it

My town, that created all the bass sound

Enough to shake and kick holes in the ground

'Cause my style's like a chemical spill

Feasible rhymes that you can vision and feel

Conducted and formed

This is a hell of a concept

We make it hype and you want to step with this

Shay plays on the fade, slice it like a ninja

Cut like a razor blade so fast

Other DJ's say, "damn" If my rhyme was a drug I'd sell it by the gram

Keep my composure when it's time to get loose

Magnetized by the mic while I kick my juice

If there was a problem

Yo, I'll solve it!

Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it

Ice ice baby

Vanilla Ice ice baby

Vanilla Ice ice baby

Vanilla Ice ice baby

Vanilla

Yo man, let's get out of here

Word to your mother

Ice ice baby

Too cold

Ice ice baby

Too cold too cold

Ice ice baby

Too cold

End of the Season

So 7th grade vball is officially over.  Kind of sad, kind of glad!  Sad because KJ had a good time, glad because I feel like I may have my life back.  This was the first year she's been on an official school team and those daily practices just about killed me.  She adjusted fine, it was me who couldn't handle it!  Daily practices, juggling schoolwork, games twice a week and some weekend tournaments -- the season's short but intense nonetheless.

I missed KJ's 4:30 PM game on Friday afternoon but Cosmo was able to make it and said she played great!  They were tied up at 19, coach put her in and she closed out the game (hence her nickname, "The Closer").  I am always amazed when I watch KJ serve in those pressure-type situations.  She is the more emotional of my two girls but when she serves, she is cool as a cucumber.  Cosmo & I just look at each other like, "where is this coming from??"  He calls her his little biscuit launcher.  I really have no idea what the hell that means. 

She played at 8 AM on Saturday, lost those games and I think we were home by 9:30 AM.  Again, sad the season is over but it was very nice having the entire day to get some stuff done!  KJ ended up going to dinner and a movie with friends and today she made Halloween cupcakes. 

Yesterday's Ole Miss game vs. Texas A&M wasn't so great for T (or for football fans!).  T said it was pouring and freezing cold so they went to the Grove for a little bit but ended up watching the game from one of the houses.  She had her first Sorority date night last week.  The theme was Dynamic Duo's and she & N went as Cops & Robbers.  Today she & her roomie were spending the day in Memphis and picking up a friend from the airport late tonight.  Tomorrow Cosmo's nephew Travis is driving through Oxford on his way to the Memphis airport and they have plans to have lunch together. 

Need to brag on Cosmo for a minute.  He received his official notification from US Lacrosse . . . he's been invited to be a guest speaker at the 2013 National Convention!  SO incredibly proud of him!   Last year there were over 7,000 people in attendance; hope 2013 tops that!

TGIF & Bracing Myself

So happy it's Friday!  It's been a long week for some reason and I have been very, very tired (like, in bed by 10 PM every night).  KJ had vball Monday and Wednesday and tonight and tomorrow are Metro finals.  Vball has been great, the season is fairly quick, all the games are indoors so you don't have to worry about weather, bugs, packing a chair or a seat cushion, etc. 

Next week is crazy week in our house:  our 20th wedding anniversary, Cosmo's 45th b-day and KJ's 13th b-day.  3 days of fun and festivities in a row.  Saturday is the Trashcan Lax tournament which should be fun for the kids and Sunday KJ and I plan to walk in the Buddy Walk in honor of our little friend.  Right after that, she has try-outs for competitive/travel vball.  It never ends.

Rumor has it they've been doing random drug testing at the middle school this week.  Breaks my heart to hear that.  Seriously.  These kids are 12 and 13 years old.  Because of her October b-day KJ's actually one of the older kids, most of these 7th graders won't turn 13 until the winter or spring.  At 12 and 13 years old I didn't know anyone who did drugs.  In high school, yes, I knew kids who smoked weed but they weren't athletes and that was as hard core as it got.  We didn't know anyone who did "hard" drugs and when we were kids, no one was on ADD/ADHD medicine either.  And, if someone was smoking weed or drinking, there wasn't Twitter or FB to post photos. Definitely a different, scarier world. 

Presidential Debate

After KJ's vball game, dinner and homework, I wasn't able to catch much of last night's Presidential Debate.  However, my twitter and FB feeds were totally blowing up.  I am seriously thinking about suspending both of my accounts until after the election is over.  Everyone has an extremely strong opinion about their party's presidential candidate and it's very difficult to read some friend's postings.  They feel so strongly about a candidate and are sometimes shoving their opinion down everyone's throats.  It's very easy these days to post a link to your FB or Twitter account and it's difficult to wade through all the mumbo-jumbo surrounding healthcare, tax reform, foriegn policy, etc.  We are all victims of technology and social media.  The New York Times reports one thing, James Carville says another, Bill Clinton is putting his two cents in, Chris Matthews is giving his opinion, the Wall Street Journal claims something else, etc (and now Al Gore claims the high altitude is to blame for Obama's poor performance last night).  You need to vote on the topics that affect you and your family the most . . . does healthcare affect you?  are you a small business owner?  are women's issues important to you?  what about same-sex marriages?  taxes?  education? 

I currently reside deep in the heart of the Republican South and I don't care what anyone says, this presidential election is going to come down to race and I don't think last night's debate swayed people one way or the other.  With 5 weeks left before Election Day, most voters have been leaning towards one candidate over the other.  At this late in the game, if you haven't done your research on a candidate or political party's position, maybe you should just sit this election out.  You're going to go into that election booth and be one of those uniformed voters and that's the last thing this country needs. 

Ole Miss @ Alabama

Even though I wasn't officially at the big game, I was there in spirit and 3 of my 4 family members were in T-town so I guess I can write about their experience on the Quad and link up with
http://www.gamedaybelles.com/

This was the first weekend T has come home since heading out to Oxford on August 17.  She drove another girl from Hoover and a girl from Pelham home to B'ham and on Sunday they met in Tuscaloosa and drove back to Oxford from there.

KJ was at "the first major event of the school year" Friday night.  Two girls from her grade had a combined b-day bash and the kids were SO excited about it.  It was a neon party and they had a great time!  KJ said the DJ was very good and the black light and smoke machines were cool, too.

While KJ was partying it up, T & Cosmo went to the Hoover vs. Vestavia game and caught up with friends, both Hoover & Vestavia alike.  T was so happy to see LALink and a bunch of other lax friends and said it was nice to see this year's Buccanettes.  The game was packed and Hoover prevailed (duh). 

Saturday the 4 of us went to breakfast and the original game plan was for T to head to T-town w/ friends and the 3 of us had been invited to a couople different tailgate tents and not go into the game since we didn't have tickets.  One of Cosmo's lax parents called and offered him two tickets so I told him to just take KJ since she didn't get to go to the Texas game with us. 

So, at various parts of the day, Cosmo, T & KJ met up at different tents and hung out with some friends from RB, some Hoover friends, some lax friends and Cosmo & KJ even hung out at one of the frat tents (or, as KJ calls them, "frap" boys).  T never went into the stadium but Cosmo & KJ had great seats and enjoyed the game despite Ole Miss losing.

KJ told T, "I love you but I'm wearing Houndstooth today"  and was all decked out in her jersey, her houndstooth earrings, houndstooth cuff bracelet, etc."  This was everyone's first time on the Quad and said it was very different from the Grove (we usually tailgate on the side of Bryant-Denney).  Cosmo said it was a lot more spacous than the Grove and kids were able to run around a bit more. 

At least it wasn't a total blow-out and Ole Miss hold their own against the #1 team in the country and managed to get a couple on the board.! 

Christmas Letters

Friends of ours send out one of those cute, witty Christmas "letters" every year.  It's very funny and we look forward to receiveing it each year.  It is not obnoxious or boastful or egotistical in any way, shape or form.  Some times it's sad (one year they had to put their dog down and one year M was out of work and things were tough) but it's always upbeat and positive w/ out being over the top.

On the other hand, we all have those friends (or family members) whose life, according to them, is all sunshine and roses and rainbows and unicorns poop glitter.  This is usually the same friend (or family member) who posts things on FB like, "Happy Anniversary to the BEST husband EVER," or "Happy Birthday to the most AMAZING (or BEAUTIFUL) daughter in the world."  You know exactly what I'm talking about.  That stuff drives me insane.  Listen, we all think our husbands are great, our kids are wonderful, etc.  Don't tell me.  Tell them.  Don't plaster it all over FB or Twitter, tell them.  It will mean so much more than a generic blurb on social media. 

Getting back to those Christmas letters.  I have a friend who sends out the most obnoxious Christmas letters in the world.  Her husband is the BEST, her kids are INCREDIBLE and life is so GREAT, she wouldn't change a THING.  Hey, I'm all for being positive and upbeat but let's face it.  No one's life is that perfect all the time.  It's not normal.  It's OK to say, "I'm mad at my husband today."  Or, "I'm disappointed my kid didn't make the basketball team."  Or, "Money's tight this month."  Whatever it may be.  Hell, KJ had to sit out a recent volleyball game because she got a bad grade on her math test.  It happens.  It's part of life.  T didn't make the Rebelettes.  It's OK.  It's not the end of the world.  Life goes on. 

I can't tell if she's putting on a brave face or a fake face but it's gotten to the point where it's just too much.  No matter what it is, her's is the BEST.  It could be the smallest, stupidest thing.  But her's is the BEST.  Her kid's homeroom teacher is the BEST in the school, her Christmas cookies are the BEST, her condo during Spring Break was the BEST, her brand of lip balm is the BEST.  None of that really bugs me.  It is what it is.  What bugs me the most is she's becoming one of those mom's who makes excuses for her children.  She constantly covers for her kids.  I see it all the time with lacrosse and I really, really dislike that.  When her kids are unsuccessful at something, it's never their  fault.  It's the coaches (wait.  what?  I thought he was the BEST???), it's the teacher (wait.  what?  I thought she was the BEST???).  Her kids have made some dumb decisions and aren't perfect and it's slowly driving her insane.  I know there's a lot of tension with her sister-in-law (she claims her sister-in-law upstaged her engagement party by announcing she was pregnant.  This was almost 20 years ago, mind you) and there's a lot of competition between the two girl cousins who were born less than a year apart.  I'm trying to be a good friend but I'm getting very tired of this.  I'm ready to (Gasp!) unfriend her on FB. 

I think I'm becoming frustrated with her because I just want to pull a Cher a la Moonstruck, smack her upside the head and say, "Snap out of it!"  Somewhere, someone has made her feel inferior.  I want to tell her that she is good mom, a good wife, a good friend and that she doesn't need to pull this crap with me.  I want to tell her that I'd respect her more if she just knocked it off.  How do you tell someone you see through their BS and know that their life isn't perfect? 

Yay and a couple of Boos!

Can I get a big boo and a "Glad I don't fly Spirit!": http://money.msn.com/business-news/article.aspx?feed=AP&date=20121001&id=15621484

HUGE yay! and an extra "You Go Girl!":  http://usnews.nbcnews.com/_news/2012/10/01/14168666-teen-picked-for-homecoming-court-as-prank-shines-at-ceremony?lite&ocid=msnhp

Ah-nald, you are an ass and deserve a big fat boo:    http://wonderwall.msn.com/movies/schwarzenegger-admits-affair-with-brigitte-nielsen-1708724.story?ocid=answw11

Yay!  Hoover beat Vestavia Friday night.

This one's a toss-up:  Boo!  Ole Miss lost but Yay!  Alabama won!