September 11th - Remembering....

September 11th.



As all of you, I remember where I was on that horrific morning 7 years ago. I was sleeping in late that day, pregnancy was not agreeing with me one bit. I remember that I was going through this major depression, unhappily pregnant, unhappily married, just miserable. So I didn't want to get out of bed that morning, but I did. Went into the living room and turned on the TV.

As I sat on the couch. I remember wondering why was this movie on my TV instead of Divorce Court, which at that time I was watching faithfully (probably due to my marital situation). Surely, I hadn't left the TV on one of my premium HBO or Showtime channels. Nor had I ever seem this movie before. I changed the channel and it was there too.

One of the Twin Towers (which I really knew nothing about at that time being from the south and all) was burning. The Today's Show commentators were sounding solemn and nervous. I watched for a few minutes, thinking what in the world could have happened to that plane to cause it to crash into a building? Then came the second one.

Oh my God! I sat on that couch with my mouth wide open in disbelief thinking, "What the hell is going on?" The voices on the TV were fractic and I picked up the phone to call Hubs, who of course didn't answer the phone, usually unable to get reception from his office at work. So I sat there, alone and afraid and a little thankful that my 1 yrs. old slept soundly in his bed.

I watched as the flames burned the people started jumping. Then the first building went down, I started to cry.



Today, and every year to the date since, I think back to those events. I always say a little prayer for those people that were in those buildings and their families and those that fought to saved them, many losing their lives. I say a prayer for those who have lost their lives since because of those terrorist attacks, and those still losing their lives even today. That tragic day. September 11th 2001 changed our world forever and for every year on this day forever more I will remember.

Writer's Workshop Wednesday

Mama Kat's Assignment for this week was as follows:

Here are your prompts:
1.) Write about a brief, but scary encounter with one of your old professors or teachers.
2.) If I had the power to change something I would change...
3.) You are 20 years in the future, write a letter to your today's self.


I chose #3:



Dear Kay,

Girl, you think you're hot at 30, wait until you get to be 50 twenty years from now. Girl we are stunning and life is glorious! 50 is the new 30, child and we are workin' it!

Diva, after you got that Hip Hop Abs DVD you've been wanting, you got your but up and worked off those extra pounds you been complaining about. And, Honey, we are HAUTE!

I know things ain't all that easy right now Our finances aren't where we want them to be, but that is neither your fault or Hubs' fault really. It's that darn economy your are in right now. You and Hubs need to work on getting a good savings together. Life doesn't get any easier and you have to be prepared for whatever it throws at you to survive.

Wow! I know you're thrilled that Bush is finally getting out of office. It's gonna take a good President to get the US outta this mess. And I'm not gonna tell you who wins this one. You'll find out soon enough.

Girl, you have got to see these handsome boys you have raised. They have grown into some great young men. And Kennedy, still just a pretty as she was at three and Miss Thang is being the normal little young woman, is in college and handling her business. They are all just as great as you raised them to be.

Honey, that dream you have of having that degree in business administration is in your grasp. On the day you got it you were so happy and proud. Go ahead now, don't wait, and sign up for those classes. It is surely going to be worth it. And that career in Real Estate you want to go after in a few years when the kids are older? Hey, I'm having so much fun doing it. Don't let those dreams die. Don't let anyone steal 'em.

Your next twenty year ain't gone be easy, by far, but you are going to have a lot of joy getting here! You're on the right path, Diva. Make it all happen!

Love ya!
50 Year old YOU!

The things they say......

Runnin' Man

Okay, so Runnin' Man is in a gifted program. He is bussed to another school to do all these extra things and he loves it. The only thing is, I sometimes wonder if he belongs.......

While the kids were outside waiting for the bus this morning, I hear them talking about football, and then how the ball was kicked over the fence at school. Knowing that Runnin' Man takes his football to school everyday to play with it at recess, I jump in there little conversation and ask what happen.

Well apparently, they were playing with the ball and someone kicked it over the fence.

Me: Did you get it back?

Runnin' Man: No, we can't go over the fence.

Me: Well I understand that, of course, but did you ask a teacher to get it.

Runnin' Man, with the silliest look on his face: Awwww, I didn't think of that!



Okay, so this is the mind of a gifted child? I thought they were supposed to think outside the box? Apparently his little mind says that he should just wait until someone throws it back over the fence and it'll be there tomorrow. WOW! My child's a real genius!




Sir Talks-A-Lot

Me: Sir Talks-A-Lot, do you ever stop talking? I mean, really?

Sir Talks-A-Lot, without even the slightest hesitation and in his best "homeboy" voice: Nope! I love talkin'. It's my thing, Yo!

This sends hubs into a hysterical laugh. I didn't find it that darn funny.

Obscene Pics by a 3rd grader?

Okay, so my computer is feeling better today. At least for the time being, the virus has subsided. I have so many things that I can talk about, but really no time to do it. Got some PTO thing that I have to attend. A PTO VP's job is never done. *sigh*

Okay, so the bus driver wanted to talk to me this morning about Little Big Mouth. Not one of my kids, but since he's always catching the bus with my kids I guess he thought he was one of mine.

Well. Well, well, WELL!

He say: Did they tell you about Little Big Mouth on Friday?

Me: Yeah, they told me he and another child was cussing at each other.

This, mind you, was disturbing enough to me because as I said, my kids just stopped thinking STUPID was a bad word.

Mr. Bus Driver: No. Not that. He drew some bad things on paper and gave it to a girl on the bus. Nasty things. Obscene.

I gasp. Little big mouth is my son's best friend. I can't stand the influence.

Mr. Bus Driver: Yeah, (and he holds up a paper he has in his hand with some drawings on it that I couldn't make out. ) So don't be surprised if you get a call today.

Me: No, I'm not his mom.

He laughs. I thought he was.

Guess he thought all those little rug rats were mine since I'm one of the few moms black moms, actually) that stand outside with their children in the morning in our area.

Mr. Bus Driver: Well the pictures were VERY obscene and he'll probably be suspended.

Me: I'll let his mom know.

Wow, a 3rd grader drawing pictures that made the 60 something year old bus driver blush! What am I to do about the influence on my own young impressionable children?

Closed due to virus!

Okay, guys! My wondeful readers! I'm having a bout with a computer virus and I probably really should not be on right now, but I'm soooo addicted and I need a quick fix despite they spreading virus. Blogger Just keeps calling me. Kay? Kay??? Come back!

But If I can't check in for a while, bare with me! I'll check in to you guy's wonderful blog as soon as my computer feels better. And hopefully you won't forget about me!

Writer's Workshop Wednesday

Sorry guys. My Wednesday Assignment is soooo LATE, but maybe Miss Kathy will only dock me for a few points. My computer has a Virus and I'm working despite that right now. *shhh. Don't tell Hubs!***

Letter to my 10 year old self:

Dear Kay,
Looky here Miss Thang! Life ain't all thrills and fancies, okay. So enjoy it while you can! Stop secretly being jealous of your best friend, Shay just because she has developed her boobs and you haven't! Sure she has about a C-cup already and you're not even wearing a training bra yet, and sure all the boys flock to her because of her boobs, but believe me! Yours will come in soon enough. And they'll keep coming! And when you're in your twenties, you'll be thinkin' about getting a reduction because there just aren't any cute bra and pantie sets in your size! Besides, guys will notice you too one day. Maybe not for a few more years, but they will look your way in middle school. It just won't matter because your dad is gonna have you so scare to talk to boys that you won't have your first one until 10th grade anyway! So go study something! That's where your head should be anyway!

Enjoy it now!

And Please get over that whole, Julius Battle thing! You're in the 5th grade. He's in 8th grade. The boy doesn't even know you're alive, other than when you and Shay walk by the high school, gigglin' and snickerin' like a couple of school girls (which... you... are, right? My bad! What's "My Bad" mean, you ask? Oh, you'll get with that saying somewhere in the '90's)

And please..... try to start getting to school on time. At least one day a week. Waving at all the kids in class staring out the window 30 minutes after class has already started every day is ridiculous! You are your mother's child, I know. Being on time is just not in your genes I guess, but you have no idea how that is surely gonna carry over to your adult years! Not A GOOD Thing!

Oh, and last thing. Next year, when you are 11 and you get the chicken pox, don't let your dad, the very smart medic in the family, (HA!) pull the scabs off your face just so that he can take you out and people won't see that you have chicken pox. The scars will remain there FOREVER!!!!!!!

Love,
The 30yr old YOU!

Actually Laboring on Labor Day

Another Supermom Badge earned!

Okay, so my three day weekend didn't go quite as planned. MY HUSBAND was supposed to barbecue this weekend. Him on the grill, me in the kitchen. That's the way it normally goes. That's the way it's SUPPOSED to go! That's just the proper way to do things. Everyone who knows me knows that I absolutely hate to be in the sun. Don't do outdoors unless the sun is down, or somebody makes me, and even then I'm whining like a 3year old the whole way.

Well guess what. Mr. Soldier Man gets called in on Saturday to do 12 hour shifts this weekend. So what the heck and I gonna do with these darn ribs??

My first thought was to take him up on his offer and wait until he got home and let him barbecue. You know, after he'd been working from 6am to 6pm or later. A bit extreme, I know. But I really wanted that barbecue and yes, being a little selfish and was worth the taste of char-grilled pork chops!

So imagine this if you will (you really don't have to imagine, I took pictures. Hee hee), me on the grill, outside in the elements making it happen!

Yeah I did it! And it's something to be proud of. Hubs really wanted those ribs and I made it happen, on the grill, in the sun! And you know what? I looked FABULOUS doing it!

Now someone send me one of those Kiss the Cook aprons and I'll be officially known as the Grill Master!

Blog Trip Day 2 - How's the gas there?

So you wanna know how much gas is in my area huh? Ready to fill up the tank? Well your guess on this would be as good as mine if it weren't for the internet. I haven't gotten out much lately and wasn't sure what the gas prices are here in Grooveytown. But I found it!

$3.49

Glad to see it to, though it is truely a shame when this becomes a bargain! Okay, well, as I said I save gas simply by not going out as much. Doing all my outtings, other than my PTO runs, once a week. Then I can stay home and get my kicks reading you guy's blogs! Good deal right? But when you have to fill up a 1998 Navigator, you'd stay at home too. 10 year old! Older cars drink more gas.

Of Course I could save more gas if I was driving the Hub's car. But after seeing the inside of the mommy mobile, he's not hearing it!

Happy Labor Day! A Meme for the occasion!

A great Meme by Shanon @ Rocks in My Dryer.

In honor of Labor Day, it's about...well, labor. And not the kind you get a day off for, either.

How long were your labors?
36, 24, 12 Yes that's hours. Lost 12 hours for each kid I popped out. See why I could have another one?

How did you know you were in labor?
Does the word "OWWW" mean anything to you? And how dare those doctors send me home to suffer for 24 hours in my first pregnancy! The other 2 were induced.

Where did you deliver?
In a hospital with all of the other sane pregnant people, where my sheets wouldn't get messed up or goo wasn't gonna be left in my tub!

Drugs?
Uhhh, Hell Yeah! There's a reason God gave man the ability to make epidurals. He didn't want to hear all the obscenities thrown at the poor man! I haven't put my finger on what is going through the minds of those women who want to go natural. Bewilders me.

C-section?
No, But I remember hearing the doctor say those words with both the boys. They just didn't wanna come out!

Who delivered?
All different doctors. When you're in the military, you rarely get the chance to see the same doctor throughout your pregnancy, much less have the same one deliver all of your children. At the time of delivery, I really didn't care if my baby brother was down there ready to catch! I just wanted them OUT!

About Diva Ma ... In a nutshell.

I have managed to master that Mommy Stare. You know the one that your mama gave you that made you do a complete 180 in whatever it was that you were doing? Whether it's the much needed attitude adjustment or that "stop playing in this store right now" moment, with that stare, you knew you'd better get right.... right then and there.



Well, I'm a 30 year old mom and yes I take pride in that stare. I love my 3 children to death, but I take pride in the fact that they are scared of me sometimes. Why? Because mama is crazy! They know it and they'd better adhere to it. LOL. Because mama can't handle no bad children!

I'm an Army spouse. A stay at home mom. Have been for a few years. Tried my hand at the outside job life, but it didn't work for me, for our family. If you've ever been in the military world, you'd know why it's a little difficult. So I chose to stay at home and raise my little munchkins for a little while, at least until I can figure out what I wanna be when I grow up.


Our Home

We live in in a little town near a Army base. Really little. But luckily the Big City is close by and yes, I can get to a mall in about 15 minutes. (Great when I need a shopping fix) I love my area. If you have no idea where that is, just know that I'm a Georgia Peach!



I love this blogging thing. It's given me a much needed outlet. Quite often I'd rather stay home and read you guy's blogs than do out to lunch with friends. Sad I know, but I'm a reader and this gives me that chance to read again that I seemed to lost in mommyhood. I'll keep bloggin' these real life mom stories if you guys keep doing the same!


We stopped at Wendy's during this Blog Trip


Boy did this Blog Trip tire them out!