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Thursday, August 7, 2008

Somewhere Down in Texas..


..if your looking for me, I will be drinking in that great wide open sunset and summer breeze. I will be kicking back with my family...Somewhere down in Texas.... George Strait

I Love Texas. I do not know why. I have never been to Texas. I only know two people who have lived in Texas. But for some reason I love that state. If I move again it would be to Texas to retire. I just imagine myself living on a ranch and sitting in a rocking chair on the back porch watching the sunset. I Love George Strait and plan to live next to him. I know he will be dead by the time I retire but I can pretend. I could bake him a cake on his birthday. My friend Christal her grandmother baked Elvis a cake every year on his Birthday even though he has been dead for many years! I use to think that was wacky but not anymore. I am not sure if that is a reflection on me and my mental state or I am what I like to call "openminded".

I have my move to Texas planned out the day after I retire I will have a yard sale and sell everything I own. Or I will burn it like Burnadette did in the movie "Waiting to Exhale". She just loaded up her exhusband's car and piled things in it and set it a blaze. I love that scene! I own that movie just because of that scene! Man Haten- Much, Me?? No, way! I have always been like this! I am sad though because I am too much of a hoarder to burn things but I just love the thought of it! After proofreading my post, I have decided I might need some therapy... I am a little dark, I know but I think my therapy for today will be watching "Waiting to Exhale" and watching the possessions of a no good man burn.. This is my blog of the day.. Love, Bama Slammer

Wednesday, August 6, 2008

"Kaytee" is her name.. NOT!

You would think after carrying a baby for 9 long months you would get to name the child. I know crazy right! I go through the long process of pregnancy and labor and my fiancee feels that he is entitled to name the child after his mother! Yes, you heard me after his mother, Kay! Dont get me wrong I dearly love the woman! I couldn't ask for anyone better! She is kind, loving, and would absolutely do anything for me. I had surgery last June and she came over and took care of me! Not many people would want to do that because I do not like pain, I whine, and I am a big ole baby myself.

One of the first things Jason said to me after I found out I was pregnant was "All I ask is that you name the baby if it is a girl after my mother". I only replied "that is a lot to ask". Not exactly the words I want to hear but I decided to not make a fuss about it right at that moment. I would make a fuss later when it really mattered! Yes, that was so hard to do but I did it. Basically, I just wasn't in the state of mind to argue.

So, I picked up the topic again the other day. I ran down my short list of names I actually like and he makes comments about them all, usually negative. I say a name I really like and he will say okay and say the name and then say Kay will be the baby's middle name. I finally could not let it go any longer. I explained to him that my mother is still alive and I think it would hurt her if we name my only child after his mother. I am a lot more dramatic than that, of course. I explain that it will force her into an early grave, the child will not receive Christmas presents from her, and we will be disowned etc... All to make my point.

Jason replies to me after my long speech which I thought I had proved my point and I thought he would move on to a name that I liked. Jason replies " How about the name Katie?" I said that is a very sweet name and I love it but my cousin's name is Katie. He insisted "Katie". I said well I will think about it.

The next day I am at work in a meeting day dreaming and I think "Katie" that is such a sweet name and I am so glad Jason is really thinking about a name. I am so glad he has moved on from his mother's name Kay.... yes, then it hit me. Jason has one upped me again. "Kaytee"... that is how he wants to spell it. yes... he got his Kay in there and I wasn't smart enough to figure it out!!!! That Devil! So, needless to say the great name debate continues in my house. I will have a post coming soon about my mom and her name picking... :) This is my blog of the day ! Love, BamaSlammer

Hot Mess of the Week!!!!!!!!!


I think there are people in the world that need to be acknowledged for their good work with charity, their snappy comments, or their over all Hotness! :) And that brings me to a new feature of my blog "Hot Mess of the Week"... Anderson Cooper two words that make me go weak in the knees. I have an unnatural obsession with him. I could stalk him if only he would answer my phone calls/letters and supply me with his address. I know must of you are thinking "Why? he doesn't even like women?" Which is probably true. A girl can dream cant they!

In the clip I have posted you will see him banter with Kelley Ripa and I agree with Kelley this time which is rare. I Love a man that can go to a War torn country and hang with the rebels and come home and discuss reality TV with his chicks! The clip of him calling out Dinah Lohan (the mother of Lindsay Lohan) is priceless! I also love a man who actually admits that he watches trash TV and admits it on national TV, no doubt. I am not much of a book reader but I read his and it is GREAT!

Watch for a good laugh! I am a new blogger and I do not know how to post the video yet to my website. If anyone has instructions you may want to send to me. This is my blog of the day.. love bamaslammer

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A2gfiAOLBOo
http://perezhilton.com/tv/?videoid=7ae1afb2bfe08

Tuesday, August 5, 2008

One Feisty Lady

My grandmother Olene is a piece of work, I tell ya. I am only saying this on my blog because she does not have Internet access. I would never say this in person and I hope my brother does not come across this blog and uses it as blackmail.

My grandmother was a women's libber before her time. When I became engaged she told me "you know you do not have to get married if you do not want too". Olene could give all of us modern women today a run for the money. I remember my grandmother cooking one time. She cooked me a sweet potato and I didn't like sweet potatoes but I sure wasn't going to tell her that!!! Olene use to love reading her tabloid magazines the trashier the better the Globe, The Star, and her favorite the Enquirer. When she finished reading them she would pass them on to my dad and then I would read them. I never read books growing up I read the tabloids! I knew all about Liz Taylor and her many husbands. Back then the Royals and Oprah were on the cover alot. At that time, I had a great Vocabulary I learned it all from the tabloids (mistress, Gary Hart etc). Olene knew all the gossip in the county and didn't mind calling people on the phone or inviting them over to share it. She loves the soap opera "The Young and the Restless" and she still watches it today because I can hear the TV when I pull up in the driveway to see her.

My grandmother worked. In the 70's and early 80's my dad was an accountant for a "Potato Gin". This is were workers went out into the field and dug up potatoes. The potatoes were brought back sorted and bagged. My grandmother "graded potatoes" that means she would sort the good and throw out the bad. I loved sitting with my grandmother on those hot Alabama days. grading potatoes and gossiping with her friends. I very rarely got to hang with her I was more interested in going to buy a coke in a bottle with my grandfather.


Olene never mixes her words if you want the truth ask her or she will volunteer it whether you like it or not. I have many examples of her truth telling. She has a picture of the whole family hanging up and she asked my mom with me sitting next to her "Who is fatter in that picture Shay or (unnamed relative)? " It didn't make me mad I thought it was pretty funny! This is the best example, My brother had recently remarried and he and his new wife went over to visit my grandmother. They brought her an 8x10 of their wedding picture. My brother asked her where to put the wedding picture. Olene replies, "You can put it on top of the TV if you think it is safe". Basically, she was saying in Olene terms, you are going to divorce in a couple of months and I do not want to go to the trouble of taking down the picture and putting up a new one. Okay.. if my husbands grandmother said that to me.. I would cry for days.. So my sister in law is a trooper that is for sure.

When my grandfather was alive my grandmother would keep him straight. She was always telling him how it is and how it is going to be so you better just do as she says. He learned life is much easier that way. I only heard him "talk back" to her one time and I do remember it like it was yesterday. Olene was chewing him out about something (of course I don't remember that part) and my grandfather raised his cane and said "Woman if you don't Shut up I am going to throw you out that window". I was stunned and was afraid that she was going to turn around grab his cane and beat him with it. She didn't she let it go which I know must have been so hard for her.

My grandmother is still the same today. She is in her late 80's and has an oxygen tank but that doesnt stop here. When I go see her it is like time has stood still. She is either watching the Young and the Restless, Family Feud, or the Price is Right. My Grandmother is also talking on the phone. When I arrive she hangs up the phone and gives me the low down of the town happenings. She will also tell me many stories from her childhood but I cant follow along because I do not know who she is talking about.

Olene also loves money! Do not go buying her a gift at Christmas! A gift certificate, maybe! But Cash makes her happy! I remember my dad bought her a washer and a dryer she insisted on repaying him. So, she went to her bedroom and came out with 1,000 dollars in cash!


My brother told Jason (whom I am engaged too) at a Christmas gathering to look at my grandmother, Olene, he said because that is who you will be married too in 50 years! I did not take offense I took it as a compliment! She is one feisty lady! this is my blog of the day, Love bama slammer

Sunday, August 3, 2008

No duh -No Epidural for me!

I am pregnant with my first child and at this point my only child. Pregnancy has not been easy on me and I am woman enough to admit that. I think nine months is way to long for anyone to be pregnant. But at this point it is what it is. I am very lucky to have such supportive people in my life who have offered me great tips because I will tell you I don't know what I am doing. I quit reading all those books early on and looking up things on the Internet because it will scare you to death. You will also wonder why does anyone have children! geez and when I see a bad kid I personally want to slap them and say "Do you know your mother carried you around for nine months and this is the respect you give her?" I really have to stop myself.

Women give the best and most encouraging advice that has brought me peace. Here are the bright spots of the advice when I tell people I do not know what I am doing one lady said "the baby doesn't know that you don't know what your doing". I replied Thank you and I will make sure I have no witnesses! The same person said "just don't drop the baby or shake the baby and you will be just fine". I know that sounds small but to me it was profound and made me feel better. It made me feel great yes I am out of my league but so was everyone else at one time or another!

Now let me take you to a "duh" moment. Jason (who I am engaged too) only advice so far is "You are going to want an Epidural". I replied "duh, no joke". But if I could move back in time. I would have replied "oh no, no epidural for me, I am a tough strong woman and epidurals are for weak woman, I will have it all under control and most certainly do not need an epidural". That statement would have sent Jason over the edge because he knows what a baby I am. He also knows that when I went to the Dr. for the first time to confirm my pregnancy I asked if I could go ahead and schedule a C-section. Which they told me "NO".

It just all goes back to men I think try to be helpful but they really dont know what to say... but they try..so I guess I should give credit for that.. This is my blog of the day... Love, Bama Slammer

Luke Russert

"Tim Russert’s 22-year-old son Luke just got the kind of job most new grads wouldn’t dare to hope for: he’ll be working as a correspondent for NBC News during the upcoming Republican and Democratic conventions. The job is bittersweet for Luke since his dad passed away unexpectedly a month ago. Given everything he’s gone through, Luke still seems pretty excited about the opportunity. Like father, like son. Luke Russert – son of Meet the Press’s Tim Russert, who died tragically this summer – has signed on to help cover the Republican and Democratic national conventions later this year. He’ll report on youth issues for his dad’s network, NBC." I read Tim Russert's books over the summer and they were great! Tim is truly a great story teller and his books had many life lessons in them. I have watched Tim's son Luke interviewed on TV and the kid is a natural! He was so well spoken and composed not just for a 22 year old but for any age! I am happy for him and he will do the job well and I am sure he is humbled for the opportunity! Good Luck to Luke..Love, Bama Slammer

My Neighboor Vera

I have a new neighbor who moved in across from me. I have only had about three conversations with her. But I feel like i have known her all of my life. Vera is 84 years young! She has more energy than any person I know. She is always telling funny stories and offering to help me! Shouldn't it be the other way around?? Vera loves to go to church. She attends church with one of my neighbors. They leave for church at 11:30 am. Today I looked out my window and Ms. Vera had on the prettiest pink outfit with a pink hat to match. It was so sweet! One thing that is interesting about Ms. Vera is she is so friendly. She really does not meet a stranger. She has lived here maybe a month and I bet she knows everyone in the neighborhood. The funniest thing I remember about Ms. Vera is she told me when we first met that she hopes she dies soon because she is 84 years old and she is tired! I Loved it! I thought it was so funny and true! I am sure there will be more post about Vera. She seems to have lived a life we all hope to live. This is my blog of the day... Bama Slammer