|Posted by Tara Bilby on May 30, 2012 at 10:25 PM||comments (1)|
That's it folks, finish building your bunkers, stock up on some more soup, chop down your last trees for fire wood, the world as we know it is coming to an end. I never thought I would join the crazies in thinking that 2012 would be my last hoo-rah.. but the time has come. I am welcomed by those in radio active masks, the Boo Radley's of our generation, they welcome me with peace...
The final nail on this world's coffin was just nailed in. (take nail as a noun or verb as you wish). Shaun White hooked up with Bar Rafaeli. *takes pause from writing post while I grab another tissue*
There is so much that is wrong with this world, but that just moved into the top five. I had my moments where I thought the time was nearing before now. But I tried to push them to the side, tried to listen to the "normal people" well I'm done listening to the "normal people" damnit! It's time everyone starts listening to the Mayans. Maybe they were the equivalent then to what the New Jersey psychic is now. Need more proof then Shaun White and Bar? I'll give you the proof. Here they are, signs that people can no longer ignore, signs that the world is coming to an end...
Snooki conceived a child.
Ally Tucker admitted to liking a Taylor Swift song.
Drew Franklin gave up Taco Bell.
Amanda Bynes was arrested for a DUI.
Miley Cyrus hasn't been arrested for a DUI.
Drew Franklin gave up Taco Bell.
John Travolta found pleasure in activities that weren't dancing.
Kim Kardashian is dating someone that isn't an athlete.
Blu Ivy has yet to release a baby lullaby track of her mumbling.
YOLO became popular this year.
... Did I mention Drew Franklin gave up Tace Bell?
And then of course there's this..
I'll save you room in my bunker if you bring the booze.
|Posted by Ally Tucker on November 29, 2011 at 10:40 PM||comments (1)|
If you want to read something witty, clever or funny...go read every other blog entry from our archives.
I spent more time than I would like to admit today trying to think of a comedic tribute blog that I could write to honor Transy's true gem, Letha Mattingly (known to some as "The Thank You Lady"). It turns out, there's really only one way to honor the woman, who has worked for over 30 years swiping Crimson Cards in Transy's cafeteria and making each student smile on their way in to lunch.... and that is by simply saying....
Thank you, Letha. THANK YOU...
|Posted by Kristen Geil on November 24, 2011 at 7:00 PM||comments (0)|
A quick and dirty list of things I am thankful for today:
-My "monday" playlist on my iPod- full of songs that get my psyched for the day ahead (featuring the styles of Beyonce, Billy Ocean, and of course DMX)
-Parks and Recreation
-A family who sends me a Thanksgiving sweets tower and christmas sweaters for Thanksgiving presents
-The worst thing that has happened to me in the city has been losing my wallet through my own dumb fault- could be a lot worse
-Even though I complain about being a poor grad student, I'm better off than 95% of the world and my fridge is always semi-full
-I have a best friend who texts me pictures of her animals daily
-I have a roommate who loves to bake and sew and introduced me to Jimmy Fallon late night; also that her family is here today and cooking us thanksgiving dinner
-I have finally figured out the perfect coffee to water ratio in my coffee machine
-I have never seen Twilight movies
-I survived- no THRIVED- my senior spring and "long hair don't care" has become a legitimate life motto
-The national dog show on television today (I MISS MY DOGS)
-That my dad has a brand-new knee and is doing great with physical therapy
-My little sister is an awkward dancer and can't really sing- since it's the only things she is NOT good at and therefore I can feel better about myself because we all know how good of a singer/dancer I am
-I do not have a child
-I am not pregnant
-I have a doorman who gives me fine jewelry
-That I have Ally Tucker as a friend who let me jump on this blog and introduced me to the wonders of Monday Night Karaoke, birthday scavenger hunts, Twitter, texting games that only we understand, and basically been my same sense of humor soulmate.
You might even say I'm as thankful to have Ally as a friend as Joker Phillips is thankful to still have his job. Or as thankful as Kim Kardashian is that the wedding check cleared BEFORE the divorce papers were signed. Or as thankful as America is that stores are staying open ON THANKSGIVING so that they can go straight from the dinner table to the deal racks??? Oh, America. Truly nothing like it.
Ally's Quick List of Dirty Things She's Thankful For (or something like that...)
I couldn't let Kristen have all the fun... I'll add my 2 cents. In no particular order...
- Holiday Reese Products (yes, any and all of them)
- Kentucky Basketball (word, Kristen)
- The fact that I spend every Thanksgiving with my cousins in Tennesse...and we are all 20 + years of age...and we all still spend each night of the long weekend sleeping together sleepover style in the middle of the living room floor...and that we still sit at the "kids table"...and that we have a tradition where we each go around right before we eat dinner & say what we are thankful for...and that us kids always find a way to "pull one over on the adults" with something ridiculous....for example, this year: We each went around and said that we were thankful for one of the Kardashians. I got Rob. I wanted Khloe, or baby Mason.
- The fact that phones now have the capability for you to set 3 alarms, instead of just 1.
(Okay, clearly my phone is slacking because this one has 5....I need that phone , hint hint, Mom...Christmas)
- Kenny McKenny from Monday NIght Karaoke
-Hallye Griffin texting me everyday to update me on Brad Calipari (yes, John Calipari's 15 yr old son's) and his girlfriend, Maddie, who she follows (both of them) religiously on Twitter. "I think Brad & Maddie are in a fight."
- The fact that my Mom is NOT a "Twi-Mom"
- Billy Gillispie....Because without Billy G, we would not have John Calipari. And we would not have this picture....
-The fact that I genuinely LOVE my job. I work with the greatest, most kind-hearted kids in the whole world. I've actually been lucky to have 2 great jobs back to back...both of which allowed me to meet the most interesting people and leave every day knowing that I was able to "laugh" and "smile" at my job. What a blessing.
-Jay BIlas' "I gotta go to work" tweets. Now that I have tried to follow in his footsteps, every morning when I have to get up and go to work...it's just a little bit easier because I always look forward to finding the perfect rap lyric to proceed the 5 words "I gotta go to work"
- The fact that Jay Bilas went to Duke...because if he hadn't, I might devote my whole life to stalking him & trying to make him my baby daddy.
- TuckersTales.Com (check it out...do it)
-TuckersTales.net and the fact that you all take the time to stop by and read it.
- That I have Kristen Geil as a friend who jumped head first into this blog thing with me. We've giggled our way through the (almost) year we've been doing it. I'm so grateful that she's been such a big part of it. I'm also thankful that she makes me jealous every other day by sending me pictures of her amazing meals she makes, and plays tennis with me even when it's 100 degrees outside, posts obscure websites and youtube videos on my Facebook wall, has ballin' family members like PG (Twitter Queen) and RGeil (starting sweeper for my Life Team anyday) and finally (as she put so eloquently) that she is my sense of humor soulmate.
You might even say I'm as thankful to have Kristen as a friend as John Calipari is that he can always use the "Television adds 10 pounds" excuse. Or as thankful as Doron Lamb is that Terrence Jones went back to pick up his 3 goggles that he left at Two Keys at 2 a.m. a few weeks ago. Or as thankful as Rizzo from Grease was when she found out that it was "just a false alarm" with Kinecke. Or as thankful as I am that Brandon Daulton pulls his weight by guest blogging on a regular basis......oh wait...
|Posted by Ally Tucker on November 3, 2011 at 5:10 PM||comments (0)|
November 3rd. Does that date mean anything to you? Besides being today's date? Probably not. And for me and some of my best friends, November 3rd used to mean nothing at all either. These days though, I can expect a text message or 2 every year on November 3rd saying...."NOVEMTHREE!!!"
You might find yourself sitting there right now saying "WHO/WHAT is Novemthree?" First of all, let me stop you right there--stop pronouncing it No-Vem-THREE. It's pronounced No-Vem-TREE. Common mistake. Now, let me explain to you just exactly who Novemthree really is....
Members of the Transy women's soccer team met Novemthree one night many years ago while we were spending the night in a random hotel for an away game on Friday nights like we always did for a Saturday match. We were in the Heartland Collegiate Athletic Conference (HCAC), aka our away games were in the middle of nowhere in the most bizarre towns in all of the midwest. We would always arrive to the hotels late at night, with our stomachs full of Burger King (why, oh why Coach Fulton/Parviz did you always take us there for pre-game meals? It's a miracle we ever won a game). We would have to be in bed shortly after our arrival, so there really wasn't much else to do on these trips in the hotels other than watch mediocre Friday night television.
Our programming of choice that night? "FACE EATING TUMORS!" God bless the Discovery Channel and all of it's ridiculously named shows.
That's when we met little Novemthree, the most precious little 3-year old boy in the world. His spirit could not be hampered by the fact that he had 3 large, continuously growing tumors on his face. The tumors grew so large in fact that Novemthree was unable to see at all out of 1 of his eyes and the other eye was nearly blinded as well. His lips were so swollen that he had to be fed through a straw. He also had trouble speaking clearly because of the swelling of his mouth and lips.
Do not be fooled by his dramatic appearance though. After 5 minutes of watching the show, none of us cared one bit that he had 3 face eating tumors. He was the happiest, most precious little boy of all time. He was being put through surgery after surgery to try to remove the tumors and re-construct his face. No matter how many weeks he spent in the hospitals, he kept laughing and being playful and adorable. At one point in the hour long show, he was in a hospital bed talking on the phone to someone and just jibber-jabbering away while bobbing his head back and forth happily. We all literally were wiping tears from our eyes because he was just so darn cute.
It's hard to explain just how much little Novemthree's spirit warmed all of our hearts. I wish everyone could watch the show because there's just something about the little guy that makes you root for him and fall in love with him.
The last 5 minutes of the show were so uplifting because Novemthree had what the doctor's were calling "majorly successful surgeries." He was on the up and up. His face was starting to look better and better and he was not holed up in a hospital anymore. The cutest minute in all of television happened in the last minute when they showed Novemthree asking his friends if he could play soccer with them. He was running around with the biggest smile on his face. He was able to be a kid again, just like everyone else.
The final images of the show were of Novemthree playing and laughing. We all turned our attention from the screen for a moment and clapped and were smiling and laughing about how cute he was and how great it was that he was able to have a somewhat normal life from here on out.
With no warning at all.....
Out of nowhere.......
After the show was completely over....
The Discovery Channel decides to randomly throw in as a footnote that almost a year after the filming, Novemthree passed away.
The Discovery Channel TOOOOTALLY dropped a bomb on all of us. We all just sat there, staring at the screen in shock and then we all, strangely simultaneously cried out, "NOVEMTHREE...NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!"
It was one of the most devastating moments of our lives. To this day I will never forget how caught off guard his passing took us.
As a tribute to Novemthree, we decided that on November 3rd every year (NovemThree...get it?) we would dress up in all black to mourn his death.
It just so happened that while at Transy, November 3rd always fell in the middle of soccer season....so we had to wear our all black gear to practice. (One of my teammates, Haley Hart, even typed out a small speech about Novemthree the night before our conference championship game my senior year. "Let's do it for Novemthree!" I kid you not).
Parviz was always so confused. "Why everyone wear black today?! Don't do this again."
We won't Parv, until November 3rd of the next year.
Today is November 3rd and we still remember and mourn Novemthree's death.
(This video is footage mainly from a 2nd installment of Discovery Channel's coverage of Novemthree. It's not exactly what we watched but it should give you an idea of just how special this little guy was).
|Posted by Ally Tucker on June 19, 2011 at 7:30 PM||comments (1)|
According to Facebook and Twitter today, everyone has the best Dad in the world. In the words of Kristen Geil's Twitter account (@KristenMGeil) "Not every single facebook/twitter user can have the best dad ever. Sorry! But tell me your dad's credentials and I'll help judge."
I have to admit, I completely agree with Kristen. I am not sure why everyone thinks that holidays give them an excuse to go nuts on Facebook and proclaim their undying love for their Dads (or whoever the holiday applies to). It's sweet, I guess. But we all know that chances are good that half of your Dads do not even have a Facebook...and the half that do......well let's be honest, you've probably already told them in person that you love them and Happy Father's Day. Is that not good enough? Is it necessary for me and every other friend/co-worker/person you enjoy stalking because their lives are so entertaining/kindergarden classmates, to know that you love your Dad and he is always there for you? I get it. That's great. But tell him that.
Now that I have that off my chest, I want to take Kristen up on her challenge. She asked for a list of credentials to pass judgment on the best Dad. I'm sure plenty of people can come up with plenty of worthy lists, but here's mine.....so pick me Kristen. Pick me
My Dad's Credentials:
1) He lived in a house for 18+ years with 3 women and 3 women only.
2) He is the winningest coach in Kentucky Girls Soccer history (Over 300 wins, 6 state championships, multiple Kentucky Coach of the Year Awards, Multiple National Coach of the Year Finalist awards, multiple lives touched by his compassion for people & love of the game of soccer)
3) He is full of the best life advice, such as....
"Don't walk with a drink in your hand...."
4) He used to play Barbies with my sister and I when we were really little. We used to BEG for him to play with us because he made us constantly laugh the entire time. He would make Ken walk around with his legs that don't bend and with each step he would make a pooting/farting noise. #Casual. He would also play on the fact that Ken was constantly smiling.
"My name is Ken and my dog just got run over by a pick up truck....but I'm stillllll smiling."
"My name is Ken and I just got dumped by my girlfriend....but I'm stillllll smiling."
"I can never change my underwear....but I'm stillllllll smiling."
(I wish everyone could have the experience of playing Barbies with my Dad as a child....you have to hear the tone of voice to truly appreciate the genius behind it)
5) Every time my sister or I come home to visit my parents, my Dad always runs out and fills up our gas tanks before we leave. He doesn't even ask or make a big deal about doing it. He just does it. Every time.
6) Almost every time I come home he also makes me a CD. (He loves music--and all types, literally). His most recent CD? "Soccercize" by SoccerCy. Full of songs "good for when your team is doing fitness type stuff."
7) 2 years ago when our family went out to eat around the holiday for a "fancy" dinner (my Mom said before we sat down "Everyone order what they want...this is a special treat...") at a pretty nice restaurant, my Dad ordered a "Stadium Style Hot Dog." And he was so pumped about it.
He visits his Dad who lives in a personal care home, every single Saturday. He picks him up and takes him to see his wife who stays at a different personal care home. He spends the afternoon hanging around for the phone call that he needs to pick his Dad up and take him back home.
9) About an hour before UK played in the Final 4 against UCONN, I texted my parents and told them they should cut their jeans into Jorts. They were hesitant, but 20 minutes later they texted me a picture of both of them in their freshly cut Jorts....doing the 3-goggles sign. (I can't find a way to get that picture from my inbox on my text messages to the computer....but please believe the picture is 30x better than the one below)
10) Puts up with my Mom randomly putting the "reject food" on his plate to eat so that she doesn't have to throw it away. Seriously....anytime there is a gross carrot or a brown piece of lettuce or a burnt piece of toast....she tries to sneak it onto his plate when he's not looking. He always notices eventually, sighs in disgust, then laughs, then eats it. What a man.
Honestly, I can't imagine a better Dad or husband to my Mom than my Dad. He is the most thoughtful, selfless, caring, HILARIOUS, witty, smart, passionate, kind, sarcastic, loving man that I know. Those are a list of adjectives that just scratch the surface. Only those who have been fortunate enough to meet him and get to know him know the entirety of it. Those of us who have though are the luckiest people in the world. I feel sorry for my future husband....he has a lot to live it up.
I love you Dad
|Posted by Ally Tucker on May 27, 2011 at 7:30 PM||comments (0)|
And so we talked all night about the rest of our lives
Where we're gonna be when we turn 25...
- When I heard this song I used to think...."Good grief 25 is old." Well, I'm 25. I can't say for sure if it turns out like this for everyone but I work at a mental institution. So don't waste your time staying up all night tonight before graduating talking about where you will be when you turn 25. Spoiler Alert: 25 isn't that big of a deal. You go to bed a little earlier and you can't get away with eating as many cheese sticks. You also fall in love with karaoke and lame television shows. Get excited.
I keep thinking times will never change
Keep on thinking things will always be the same
- Well, time changes. I hate to break the big mystery to you like that, but yes....the clock ticks every second. Hope that didn't take anyone by surprise.
But when we leave this year we won't be coming back
No more hanging out cause we're on a different track
- Okay, this one is a little depressing. I've got good news and bad news. Good news: You will remain close to the people who you were truly the closest to. Fact. Bad news: In college, you feel like you are going to stay "BF4L" with like 20-30 people. The nature of college throws you into constant hang out situations with 20-30 different people at all times. Unfortunately, when you graduate--you have to get a job or go to graduate school, or maybe even move to a new city. There's simply just not enough time in the day to keep in touch with everyone you would like to. I hate that about growing up and I miss a lot of people who I was CERTAIN I would stay in touch with on a regular basis. It's just tough.
Silver Lining Though: Those people who you may not be able to keep in touch with as much as you'd like...you will run into them from time to time. Maybe at a wedding or one weekend in the summer. And you know what? You won't even skip a beat. It will be as if no time at all has passed and you will pick right back up where you left off. So that's good!
And if you got something that you need to say
You better say it right now cause you don't have another day
-Well I think Vitamin C was being a little dramatic with this one. Thanks to technology (i.e. cell phones, Facebook chat, HeyTell, etc) I don't think you have to necessarily say everything RIGHT NOW. Now if you plan on dying over the weekend or the week following graduation, than yeah...you may want to say what you have to say. Otherwise--you're probably okay.
Cause we're moving on and we can't slow down
These memories are playing like a film without sound
-Again, I think that Vitamin C is a little lost time-wise here. First she sings without regard to modern technological advances and then she talks about films playing with no sound. Ugh. Figure out the times V.C.
And I keep thinking of the night in June
I Didn't know much of love, but it came too soon
- I guess be weary of love in June?
And There was me and you, and then it got real blue
Stay at home talkin' on the telephone and
We would get so excited, we'd get so scared
Laughing at our selves thinking life's not fair
And this is how it feels
- I think Vitamin C is alluding to the feelings in the weeks following graduation. It's a weird time. You won't quite feel like you are out of college yet because you are always off and away from your friends in the summer anyway. It will feel much like any other summer. The reality won't really hit until the time the next fall rolls around. So just brace yourself to feel a bit more emotional at that point than in the summer. Also, Life isn't always fair, but you don't have to laugh at yourself because of it. It'll be okay
As we go on, we remember
All the times we had together
And as our lives change, from whatever
We will still be, friends forever
-This is where I struggle. I remember a lot of the funny memories and times I had with friends in college. But I also forget more and more as the years pass (man, what's gonna happen when I'm ACTUALLY old?). I wish I had written down more memories. Pictures are good for that as well, but I still wish I had taken the time just to jot down more funny things. It's a little late now--but maybe for future graduates reading this.... IT'S NOT TOO LATE! Grab that pencil and paper...
So if we get the big jobs and we make the big money
When we look back now, will that joke still be funny?
- I can't exactly speak about big jobs or big money.... but I can say that hopefully, unless you are some big jackass who forgets all the little people and turns into a life-hater, you will probably still find the jokes to be funny. I do think that money can change people, but not the truly good people. If you are a good person, you will be good with or without money. I truly believe that.
Will we still remember everything we learned in school?
Still be trying to break every single rule
- True story: You will remember NOTHING (or very little, seriously) of what you learned in most of your classes. You will remember the fun times that you had with friends, the impressions and life lessons that you gained from professors, and life lessons that you learned from yourself and others around you. If you stayed up late hanging out one night though and didn't act that test---don't worry. I promise you it won't matter. Ever. Also--you break a lot less rules when you graduate college. Even though technically you are an adult in college, you are still protected by this random net of safety for some reason. Shit gets real after college. If you steal someone's bike, you get arrested. Be careful. You had it easy in college. Trust me.
Will little brainy Bobby be the stockbroker man?
Can Heather find a job that won't interfere with her tan?
- Uhhh, I don't know who these Bobby and Heather characters are...but they sound like real chotch bags...don't worry about either of them.
I keep, I keep thinking that it's not goodbye
Keep on thinking it's a time to fly
And this is how it feels
- Though I'm not 100% sure, I do think that summer is a decent time to fly. You might be able to find some good deals. So sure-- it is a time to fly.
La, la, la, la; yeah, yeah, yeah
La, la, la, la, we will still be friends forever
- Lalala go make friendship bracelets.
Will we think about tomorrow like we think about now?
Can we survive it out there? Can we make it somehow?
I guess I thought that this would never end
And suddenly it's like we're women and men
-Everyone really will be fine. You will survive and make it. Just don't compare yourself to everyone else around you though. Everyone finds their way into various stages of adulthood in their own time. If you worry that you aren't "keeping up with the Jones'" than you will be unhappy. Not everyone figures out exactly what they want to be or gets their dream job out of college. Some people don't find the love of their life in college and that's okay too. Enjoy the pace that your life takes, whatever that may be, and be happy for others along the way. But don't compare yourself. You are no better or no worse than anyone else just because of what stage in life you are at. Truth.
Will the past be a shadow that will follow us round?
Will these memories fade when I leave this town
I keep, I keep thinking that it's not goodbye
Keep on thinking it's a time to fly
- Seriously.... we get it. Book a flight somewhere. It's time to fly.
In all seriousness though little graduates....life after Transy/college isn't so bad. It's different, to be sure. But it's good-- in a new way. No one can ever take away the college experience from you and the memories and friendships. I know all of you well enough to know that you enjoyed the fire out of college while you were there and made the best of it. Having no regrets in that respect will make life after college so much better. It's time to move on. Notice I didn't say time to grow up. Take on the new responsibilities and mature. Don't be in a hurry to grow up entirely though. Still make time to be goofy with one another (like say, Monday night karaoke?)
Love you guys. Congratulations!!!
(This isn't everyone....but a good representation of the crew)
|Posted by Kristen Geil on May 9, 2011 at 12:00 AM||comments (2)|
In honor of the holiday, Ally and I wanted to give a shout-out to our two biggest fans- besides Aaron and Chandler, of course. Our moms have been loyal blog devotees since the day we started four months ago, with Ally's mom contributing a guest entry and my mom cracking us up with her witty comments. We'd like to honor them each by posting a short entry about each of them, since that's how we express love in the blog world of ours. Happy Mother's Day!
I've come to realize over this past year how much I truly appreciate my mom not for her fabulous parenting job, but also for how she is as a person. My mom is one of the funniest people I know, and her goofy comments and creative use of twitter hashtags are completely endearing to me and to the rest of the world (side note- Mom, don't get freaked out when you see a random person following you on Twitter, chances are it's one of my friends I've told to follow you @pgeil1118 ).
As some of you may have heard, it's the year of the commoner.This has without a doubt been my year of glory (seriously, I can't believe some of the things that have happened to me this year- and more to come, I'm sure), but what's made it even better is coming home the day after some ridiculous adventure and rehashing it over breakfast with my mom. She loves my stories, winces, laughs, and groans at all the appropriate times, and has completely jumped on the Krisson bandwagon (for those of you not in the know, that's me and Layson's celebrity couple name). Without someone who loves me to share in my (mis)adventures, they just wouldn't be as memorable.
Plus, the year of the commoner applies to my mom as well. Although parts of this year have been rough on her, Patti has risen above and beyond and still manages to do the common things that we all take for granted. There is no better feeling than coming home after a long day for some much needed R&R to find that Mom has left a goofy present on my bed, or has stocked the fridge/pantry with my favorite snacks (for those of you who have never been to our house, let me assure you, the snack pantry is LEGENDARY, especially considering my mom's occupation as a dietitian and diabetes educator). It's the little things that go the longest way, and that's without a doubt what I will miss the most when I finally fly the Lexington coop this August. With both of us as dialed in to technology as we are, I'm not worried at all about communicating less with my mom- we'll probably talk every day. But I'll miss her thoughtful consideration and day-to-day help more than anything (especially appropriate since I'm writing this before we go shopping for graduation dresses and new apartment decor).
Mom, I love you very much and thanks for everything. I can't on the spot think of an appropriate karaoke song to dedicate to you tomorrow night, but the fact that I just tried to google karaoke songs and it auto-finished to "best karaoke duets for women" as the most recent search makes me think you have it under control. Happy Mother's Day!
When Kristen approached me about writing a tribute blog to our Mom's on Mother's Day I thought it would be a piece of cake. If I can write a blog entry about Mis-placed letters to Santa Claus and fabricate an entire episode of Celebrity Survivor, this task surely would be easier. Turns out trying to properly pay tribute to and explain how wonderful my Mom truly is, is almost impossible. Words don't do her justice. I'm going to give it my best shot anyway though......
I started off by trying to think of all of the things that change about your relationship with your Mother from the time you are a baby, to your first day of Kindergarten, to high school on to adulthood. I tried to think of all of these things that I personally had in my relationship with my Mom when I was younger that had changed into something different today. The funny thing is-- so much less has changed than I thought.
I still look up to her and hold her higher in my mind than any other person on earth (equaled only by my Dad)
I still feel unconditional love and support from her
I still trust her with my life
I still think she hangs the moon
I still think she is so funny...so so so funny!
I still think she is the person I want most to be like in this world
I still admire her willingness to hug a complete stranger as if she's known them and loved them forever
I still am impressed by her ability to hold a conversation and genuinely take interest in every person she meets, making them feel special and important
I still want to be just half the teacher she is for the students who have been lucky enough to have her over the years
I still trust her judgment and have a hard time making a decision without knowing she is behind me (the funny thing is....she's always behind me no matter what decision I make)
I still love her hugs
I still cherish and hang on to little letters, notes or cards she sends my way...even the goofy ones
I still adore and admire the marriage she and my Dad have
I still love to watch terrible tv shows with her
I still like to complain when she makes food I don't like (Mom, if you ever make pork chops again....haha)
I still go to bed each night (even though I don't always get to say it to her as she tucks me in) thinking that "she makes life worth living."
I could write a million and one words and they still wouldn't be enough but I think I am the luckiest person in the world (equaled only by Kristen and her Mom) for having the relationship that I do with my Mom. I love you Mom! "it's the year of the commoner" and by God....today is your day!!!!
Other Mothers who deserve recognition today....
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