Reasons I love Clemson!!

Okay, so I stole this idea, but I saw a post on Facebook from a May '10 Clemson Grad who had to list "100 Reasons to go to Clemson", Thanks Cara!!! It made me think you know many of you KNOW I love Clemson, few of you know why so here is my condensed version of why I love Clemson!! And maybe after you read these, it will bring up fond memories or bring you over to the ORANGE side!!

ENJOY

1. Clemson was never an option for me, it was just assumed as it was in many of my cousins homes 2 things, a. you WOULD go to college and b. that college would be CLEMSON, so of COURSE, I had to love them for my blood truly runneth orange, cause my parent's did. It was in the genes.
2. If you know much about me then you know I come a large family, although my dad was an only child, my mom has 1 brother and 4 sisters. I have 14 first cousins, I think. And we were little my Papa and Grandma would take us ALL on trips. Usually 2 times per year, one trip would be to Carowinds and one would be to the Bowl Game that Clemson in which Clemson was playing. I remember the caravan of vehicles leaving their circular driving at the wee hours of the morn. I remember our flags flying, our orange wardrobe, and our stamped $2 bills. Brings tears to my eyes now! Gosh, how did they do it. The two kids I have can send me over the moon, but my Grandparents loaded us ALL up and they LOVED every minute of it!! See some of my best memories are covered in ORANGE!!
3. One of those bowl games was the Championship Game. Yes OUR championship and I was there and I remember it. I remember the excitement in the stadium, I remember the electricity. IT truly is one of my fondest memories. Again my whole family there and in ORANGE. These are the kind of memories I have of Clemson, FAMILY memories. Clemson is and has always been a member of our family. Even though I think it has been disowned by a few of the family. The majority of us feel this way.
4. The Campus.. Have you ever been to Clemson, you can say what you want about the athletic teams and so on. But Clemson University has a beautiful campus, the Lake, Tillman Hall, Botanical Gardens, it truly is breathtaking. To pull up on those early September Saturday mornings, the night air still lifting and to overlook Death Valley and see the clouds rise over Tillman Hall is AMAZING!!!
5. Clemson brought me closer to some of my best friends EVER!! I got to know my cousins better, we bounded over cold beer and football, occasionally sneaking past them in the morning. But it was at Clemson that I met some of the most AMAZING people in my life. Some of these people I had known my whole life, but it was at Clemson that I REALLY grew to know them!!!
6. Speaking about Bonding... go to Clemson any day of the week, go ANYWHERE with a Clemson t-shirt on you will meet people and it will be like you have known them all your life. I have lived in a few states and traveled a few places since my graduation. There has NEVER been a time when I was wearing something Clemson that another Clemson fan say hello or the universal "Go Tigers". I was even in Jamaica pregnant with Willie, trip from Hell but that is a blog for a different day, some dude sees my Tiger Paw on my hat and get the universal "Go Tigers". How truly Sweet It is.
7. After my freshman year in college, things were difficult for me. Some reasons were of my own doing and others were beyond my control. Nonetheless, at the point where I decided that I had truly made a mistake by accepting my scholarship to Erskine and I was going to somehow get a degree from Clemson. It was a struggle for me and although I had a good time, a REALLY good time, my degree has the Clemson University Seal. I have interviewed for positions up and down the East Coast, the first thing that was said to me in an interview was "WOW, you went to Clemson". It's a good thing my degree does not state that my minor was Bourbon and Beer, but hey I graduated!!
8. I met my husband at Clemson, and no matter how annoying he can be he did give me my sweet babies. And if had not be for CU we would not have had a Willie or a Maddie. During my time at Clemson, I had some great romances, which will NOT be discussed here! ;p
9. The athletics, heck we may not always be the best, but we bring some excitement to field, court, or track!! The 25 most exciting minutes in football, if you don't like the running down the hill it is only cause you are jealous your team ain't got a hill to run down! SORRY hedges won't do!!!
10. All these reasons and so many more, days like today on Bowman Field, wee morning hours at TD's and Tigertown. Peppino's Pizza, Nutty Professor, the Genoa Club(Telling my age on that one). Everything Clemson is a part of who I am, it an invisible family sitting on our t-shirts and ballcap. We are ORANGE!!

BOYS EAT!!!

Okay, Boys and Girls I went to see "She's out of my league" last week and it was HILARIOUS!! I literally almost peed my pants at one point. TOO FUNNY. And it is true in the beginning the chicka does appear to be "out of his league", but by the end of the movie they start to make him look cuter. That's besides the point, here is my thing when I was in college boys were boy/men sizes. NOW boys and men are TOO skinny!! EAT!!!! In my opinion, laying next to a guy who is a buck o' five, feeling like I might break him, would be a MOOD KILLER!!! So my take on things is this, for me I would much rather have a "ROCK" than a "STICK"!!!

Tragedies at the Target!

So last evening after work I needed to go pick up some things at my favorite super store in Anderson South Carolina. I normally would not have taken both the kids, but due to some of my husbands new job description I am going to have to get used to having the kids by myself more often. ANY who, I took the kids to this store alone. If you have met my son you know he is a HANDFUL, very active, very funny, very cute, but nonetheless a HANDFUL. So all through the store people were laughing at him, playing with him, and pretty much encouraging the behavior that was making me pull my hair out. So all the while my sweet Maddie was just rolling her eyes and on more than one occasion asked why we had Willie. It was pretty funny actually, but she was being GREAT and he was being good too just all over the place. Short story long, we get to the register put our stuff on the conveyor belt, Willie is still entertaining the masses and getting a very positive response. Then all of the sudden he FLIPS out of the cart and falls right on his head onto the concrete floor. He is no longer laughing, but instead is screaming. Here is the part that bothers me the most, NO ONE helps me. The manager or whom I perceived as the manager only asked me if Willie was okay. Did NOT offer to help with my bags or anything! She did NOTHING to make it easier for me to console my son who at this point was screaming and crying. I didn't expect anything but the chance to be a mom, consoling mom to my baby, but instead felt rushed and hurried to get out of every one's way. Seriously, what have we all become. I can honestly say that if Andrew or myself had been in line behind someone in the same scenario we would have paid for their stuff and helped her to the car, not that I was expecting that, I merely wanted someone to tear the check out of my checkbook, so hold my wallet so I could pull my license out with my one free hand, to offer to push the cart out to my car while I consoled my son. NOTHING, is this really what it has become?

WOW, they grow up fast!!

Well, March is hardly begun and three of my babies have already had a bdays. The sad thing about that is that there are NOT babies anymore. Bgirl is 11, Cman is 10, Egirl is 6, and the Gman is 2 already. SAD SAD SAD. I am heartbroken to know that my Bgirl has a CELL PHONE and in just a few years she will be driving. My Wman turned 2 in December and my Mgirl will be 7 in two months, along with Eman who will be 4. OMG!!! I am devasted to see them all grow so fast. Somebody put BRICKS on their heads!! People love your short people because ALL to soon they will be TALL!!

Chicka BDay Bash Quotes

The Chicka Bday Bash Rocked and here are some of the best Quotes from the Evening:

1. Masseuse "It's alright I have seen thousands of them."
2. Kristi can't take our order.
3. No one enjoys EXPLODING at the Skating Rink.
4. Random Drunk Dude "I'm in Heaven" Chicka "give us 5 minutes you'll be in hell"
5. That is why you buy PLEATHER
6. 1:30 am FaceBook Post "God D^MN I love you BEEEAAAATTTTCCCHHHEESS" one of my personal faves!!
7. Chicka to Bouncer " She is hurting, and you can see her pones,"
Surprised look on Bouncer's face, Chicka "you know pones" Chicka grabs Bouncer's pones making sure he completely understands.
8. Chicka to little stinky boy grinding on her "how old are you?" Stink boy "18"
Chicka "Holy S***, I am twice your age. Now run along!"

9. Chicka to another chicka "Is someone dancing behind me?" Chicka 2 "YES" Chicka 1 "is he cute" Chicka 2 "NO" Chicka 1 quickly moves on!!;) He looked like the uni bomber.
10. Last but not least. Chicka to other Chicka's "SHUT UP Beeeaaattttccchhheeess, it is time to go to bed no go to sleep!" SNORE SNORE SNORE!!

Good Times were had by all!! THANK you all so much for party-ing the night away with you!! You all mean SO much to me and I know ode's were given so I am SURE you know how I feel!!!!
I can't wait till the next one!

UGGH MORNING!!

Okay, so I have a couple things going on this am! I am trying to cut out coffee. Why I am doing this I am not sure, but I think it has something to do with my trying to live healthier life! DUMB MOVE! I think unhealthy and eating what I like might be a better choice.

SECONDLY, The problem with have a butt that is two sizes larger than your waist makes wearing jeans difficult. I have pulled them up a million times today, why I am wearing a belt. But the waist is too big and it feels like it is falling, when in reality the pants are just resting on my buttocks!

SO, on the Friday Morn here is too big butts and healthy lifestyles. AND we can't forget Chicka Bday Bash Tomorrow! WOO HOO!!

Chicka Bday Bash!

To say I am excited is an UNDERSTATEMENT!! A night on the town with my Girls is going to amazing! So here's to it, two more days and then out to paint this town red!! If you are out Saturday night and see a group of HOTTIE women, it will be us, so come break it down with us!!

Men and their BIG toys what does it mean!

Ok, so we have a dear friend that says boys with big trucks are compensating for something. Sort of the Lord Farquaad's of today's society. Used to men with little, well let's say, "noses" had big castles, big armies, etc. NOW they have BIG trucks, BIG four-wheelers, BIG tractors, etc. Well, I say that to say, this morning on the way to work I came into contact, not immediate contact, but close contact with about 10 huge trucks with HUGE NOISY MUFFLERS in Williamston. Before I had even got out of town. Therefore I have come to the conclusion that there are ALOT of men/boys in Williamston that have small "NOSES"! Have a great day! And be happy with what you got! It ain't the size of the ship anyway!!

It's Electrifying!

While working today, I had quite a lightning bolt of energy wave through me. Could it be my excitement for my upcoming mini vaca or the overwhelming excitement for my upcoming bday party. HELL NO, it wasn't either one. It was a shock I received from the damn expensive earphones my husband gave me as a gift a couple of weeks ago. You see there is this medical term called IPOD hear and it develops from the earbuds that come with the IPOD. Those of who wear them often know that they are not very comfortable, and I wear mine about 7 to 8 hours a day. I listen to music at work to drown out the other people in the admin hall, then I use them while working out. I had been complaining that they hurt my ears, so as a surprise he bought me so nice ergonomic earphones that we very comfortable. SOOOO today while listening to my background music I notice that they were sounding a little off. But I continued on my normal day, WELL about 20 minutes ago I got a SPARK and SHOCK from the damn earphones!! YES they shocked me. So if need me in the next hour or so, I will be busy changing the beneficiary to my life insurance policy and visiting the ear doctor. DUDE I am already deaf, I don't need any help!

The Month of Love

February is definitely the month of LOVE for me and not because of the widely famous holiday, Valentine's Day. But due to the fact that February is the month of my birth. What a glorious celebration, how amazing that a mere mortal could give birth to such an amazing creature such as myself. And on top of this magnificent event, some of my favorite people were born in February. So as Valentine's day approaches let's celebrate ME and a few of those wonderful people born in February: Amanda, Andrea, Jeremy, Justan, KaKa, Bishup, Emma R., and all you other glorious souls that have had the privilege to be born in the same month as I. Lastly, I will remind you that you now have 11 shopping days left!

MONDAY MONDAY MONDAY, oh wait its Tuesday

Let's just say I am not in the best mood today, there are many reasons for my current state. I will not go into those reasons, I will just say that today is definitely one of the factors in my not purchasing a weapon. If I did own one, several people would be bleeding right now. But because I am a responsible person and an awesome shot (not bragging just the truth), I don't own a gun!! SO I won't be on the news today, of course unless one of those pains in my arse, steps out in front of my Durango. Well then I have no control over what may or may not happen. HAVE A GREAT F***ing DAY!!!

CRAZY WOMEN WITH ROUGE NECKS!

Well, that was interesting. I just sent out an Evite for a Valentine's Day "Dare to Dream" party my girlfriends and I are having at my chicka, Jackie's, salon on Augusta Road. I was thrilled that I could text the Evite to my girlies! Apparently, I sent it to the wrong number, what used to be my friend, Niki's number. So for the last 15 minutes some very Rouge necked woman/girl has called and cussed me out. The phone calls began with a rebel flag wearing gentleman telling me to stop texting his phone cause I had gottten he and his "girl into some s***". I, ofcourse, being the nice person that I am apologized and explained that it was evidently the wrong number. However, after the 5th phone, where I had enough and explained to the lady that this was an issue between she and her naty light drinking mate needed to resolve. I simply had the wrong number and she should stop being a redneck and start to trust her mate. As you may have guessed, that went over VERY well. So to the finalize this entry, I will qoute my husband "AWW, that poor bastard!"

Friday Morning Drowning!!

And the Rains came and came! Yes today is a very wet and cold day. Just the type of day I LOVE so very much. (I truly believe that a sarcasm font would work well for me) It is on days like these that I get lost in my thoughts and dreams of the way my life may have been had I taken that right turn instead of the left,the left being the road that lead me here. Don't get me wrong, some days I am very happy bout having my butt sit in this very chair, but also there are days when I really wish I was somewhere else. So on these days listed below are a few of my secret dreams:

1. The Matriarch of large Kentucky Horse Ranch/Louisiana Farm. The house would be large and white with a porch large enough for about a 1000 rocking chairs, and a balcony off the top story. Now by matriarch I completely mean that I come from aristocratic old money and have nothing to do but ride my horses all day, get caught in rainstorms and retreat to a nearby barn to reenact one of my fantasies. (Won't go into that as this is PG 13) It would be on this lovely piece of deep southern property that I would drive down the long oak covered drive in my sweet convertible and yell "HELLO DAHHHLING, where is my GAWDD*** bourbon" as I got out of the car. Awwww the sweet taste of Turkey and Ginger on my porch overlooking acres and acres of land not a neighbor in sight! Once the bourbon kicked in, the fun dahhhling and I could have on said porch as the southern sun beat down on our bodies! But again keeping it PG 13.

2. If the farm didn't pay off, I would love to be a ROCKSTAR, some mix of P!nk and Shakira. HARD CORE in your face, hater white chick music. And yes I would be a beeeeaaatttcchh, I would travel with all my favorite chickas!! Melody- jewry girl, the Niki's-head of security, April- stylist, Amanda- Lyrics writer/designer, HollyP-PR girl, making sure my image was always as clean as it could be, Debbie-Accountant, Coral-Events Manager, Anna- Welcoming Committee/Making sure everyone was happy. It would be Anna that would make sure my tattoo artist got the designs EXACTLY correct and the only bourbon in the house was Turkey,whatever it took to keep everyone happy. I would do a show in front of millions of adoring fans, then go back to my dressing room and party with my chickas!!! Little boys would beg for our attention and we would send them on their way, as we all would be TOO much for them to handle!! ;)

3. Lastly, there is a part of me that would love to live on a island in the middle of the ocean. Just me, a few of my favorite people, and of course my kiddos. Maddie and Willie, if at all possible, would be even more beautiful, dark sun kissed skin and that white/blonde hair, LOVE. We would spend our days swimming in the ocean observing all of natures glory. Evenings in our hut by a fire plucking the ukulele, and singing to our hearts content.......

OH WELL, here my big a** sits in this office with my earphones on and wondering where my GAWDD*** bourbon is?

Good Friday and hopefully even better weekend!!

First Random

So I have decided to try this blogging thing again. Cause as much as I didn't think so, I think I really do enjoy expressing myself on paper or in this case on "net". This will probably NOT be a blog about the wonderfulness of my children or the lack of wonderfulness of my husband. However, I am pretty sure those things will leak in from time to time. This will instead be a blog about about me and pretty much the random thoughts that flow in and out of this mysterious thing called my brain. Many people have wondered what my brain does and sometimes I am pretty sure it does nothing but from now on it will do at least this one thing called blogging. And I must say watch out!!! Don't say I didn't warn you!!
Today I am amazed how important other people think they are, how they believe that you really care if they flip you off cause you pulled out in front of their car on the highway. Please note, that if I cut you off or run you off the road, I don't give a s*** whether you flip me off or not. Because truth be known I have no clue that I have done so, I am a horrible driver and most of time have no idea how especially terrible I am at it! Recently in my life, I have encountered hate from some people whom I have contact with on Monday thru Friday. I am not exactly sure why they dislike me so much, my personal opinion is because they have no control over my actions and they wish that they did (SIDENOTE: I also completely believe that are jealous of my incredible beauty and genius level intelligence. But I would never say that out loud, as it would be way TOO conceited of me to say aloud. So I will just let that go unsaid.) Sorry I digress, got caught up in my own personal wonderfulness, here is the thing I wish I could say to those people and my moment of wisdom of the day: F*** OFF!
Good Day all!!