Monday, November 22, 2010

Round 3 Playoff Information

Football Regional Playoff


AT Alamo Heights
150 E. Fair Oaks
San Antonio, Texas 78209

In San Antonio from 281 North, take the Hildebrand Exit
Right on East Hildebrand, left on Broadway, right on Fair Oaks


Take the Basse Road Exit, Right on E. Basse Road
(drive around quarry), right on Broadway, left on Fair Oaks

All Tickets are General Admission
Adults $7  Students $3
At the gate all tickets $8

Field House Ticket Sales
Tuesday 0800-1100 and 1300-1700
Wednesday 0800-noon

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Area Playoff Game

As far as I know, tickets are still available at the fieldhouse but it was pretty slim pickins' yesterday afternoon.

UPDATE!  Game is sold out!

The game is Saturday night, 7pm kickoff at Cabaniss Field.

Pep rally will be Friday afternoon in the high school gym at 3:30 – it will be fun!

There will be a send-off pep rally in front of the field house on Saturday afternoon at 3:30ish – come join us as we send our boys to beat up on those little wildcats from across the bridge and show all of South Texas who the REAL WILDCATS ARE!!!!!!

Some have asked about tailgating at Cabaniss Field – SORRY – NO – CCISD will not allow it.

No noisemakers of any kind per agreement between the schools – but you can use megaphones and BE LOUD AND PROUD.
At least that annoying gee-pee train whistle will not be there…..

Finally, there is a need for parents to do painting and other spirit-building activities.  If you are available to help out, please contact me here or on my facebook.  

Laury T-Shirts

You may have noticed the pics of the T-Shirts on the left side of this blog.  We still have plenty of pink "Laury" shirts in S-XL. You can order them here. We are also in the process of creating a new T-Shirt that will be available in the next 2 weeks.  It is a black shirt with the gray ribbon created from various words on the front and a small gray ribbon at the neck on the back.  I put the small ribbon on a white background, but it will obviously be on the black shirt.

These shirts are available as pre-order here on this site.  We are ordering a limited number of them and will only be ordering once, so pre-order is the best choice.  Once we know what we have left, we will announce a selling place.

The profits from the sale of these shirts go directly to Andrew's family to offset the cost of medical treatment.  It's an EPIC uphill battle for this family so any and all prayers and help is appreciated.

Peace and Grace,

Number 1

Mish Mash
I am combining all of my blogs. Its the first step in controlling my ADD. :) I love this post. Its introspective and personal, but it can translate to anyone in any community.

I hate to start out a brand new blog with such a downer post, but this post is the reason that I decided to create this blog in the first place.  I promise it won't be all gloom and doom, but there are a few inaugural things I need to get off my chest.  Bear with me...

I LOVE my life.  I LOVE my community.  It gives me chills to head toward the school on a Friday night and see the lights of the stadium and witness such community spirit and support.  I wasn't sure if/how I would fit in the big picture of Calallen when we first moved out here, but have made many great friends and consider myself a card-carryin' member of the Calallen community.

Recently, a kiddo that plays football with my oldest son was diagnosed with a malignant brain tumor.  That's right, Brain Cancer in a 14 year old healthy boy-child.  How's that for a great big "sucks"?  As a pediatric nurse and more importantly, as a Mom, this hit too close to my inner circle.  This family is awesome.  They are funny and kind.  They are witty and real.  They are anyone and everyone you would want to befriend and I, for one, love them like mad.  Three months ago I didn't even know them.

This makes me many people are going through really tough stuff?  How many people are struggling while putting on a happy face?  How many people aren't getting REAL with their kids or spouse and letting their guard down so that healing can begin?  I know I am sooo guilty of the "fake" happy face.  I am proud and vain and don't want others to know that I have weaknesses or flaws.  

In my circle of friends:

  • a 14 year old boy suffers from brain cancer and is unsure of any future plans he has dreamed
  • a Mom teeters between being strong for her child and completely breaking down
  • a 14 year old boy buried his Dad last year and visits his mom in rehab
  • a mom of 13 and 16 year old boys learn that her kids smoke pot (regularly) and get it from their DAD
  • a family with two small children and one on the way lose health insurance and the only income they had when Dad is unexpectedly laid off (as a church pastor)
  • a family with 3 kiddos is also looking for work this holiday season after losing their single income
  • a family struggles with a profound and progressive illness of their Mom
  • another family deals with a very rapid decline in the health of their Dad, the sole bread-winner
  • 3 girlfriends are dealing with divorce this holiday season
                   and how can I forget the story I heard on K-LOVE yesterday...

a completely healthy high-school football player went up for a pass, got hit as he was stretched out reaching for the ball and fell to the ground dead.  Heart stopped.  Just. like. that.

As we go through the holidays and onward in our lives, let's try to seek out the truth.  Let's get real with each other and put it on the table.  Let's help each other and lift each other up.  Let's not pretend to be okay when we are cracking at the edges.  Why don't we discipline each other's kids and look out for each other.  If it takes a village, we should be in good shape.  We have the strongest "village" I know of.  If you don't believe me, come to a Calallen Football game.

Peace and Grace,

Monday, August 16, 2010

Back in the real world...

Everybody can be great... because anybody can serve. You don't have to have a college degree to serve. You don't have to make your subject and verb agree to serve. You only need a heart full of grace. A soul generated by love.
-- Martin Luther King Jr.

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Camp Olympia...

It's that time again!

My kids go to Camp Olympia in Trinity, Texas. Creyton has been going for 5 years and this will be Philip's 3rd year! Every summer, Term 3, rain or shine, 3 glorious weeks on Lake Livingston. We LOVE this place. It couldn't be more beautiful, more organized, or more fun for the kids!

This year they are going to Term 1. It's only 2 weeks long, but their regular term interferes with HIGH SCHOOL football practice! Yup, my first born will be in High School this year. I can hardly believe it!

Camp is about 5 hours from us. Those of you who aren't from Texas are probably thinking that's insane, but seriously, it's not even half the state away.

It's all very ceremonial and traditional. The counselors greet you at the gate whoopin' and hollerin' (more Texas talk for yelling and clapping), one of them actually hops in the car to direct you to your campers cluster. It's a very exciting time, even for me.

Our FAM {big puffy hearts} Camp O!

A new Milestone!

I am finally 60 pounds down. Can you believe it? 60 pounds seems like REAL weight loss to me. I have lost so many 50's in my life, but 60? Now that's LEGIT! I am so happy to be on this journey! I want to share it with everyone who has ever been in the bondage of fatness!

Come one..come all!

I'll tell you ALL the gory details, I'll loan you books, I'll create your fake exercise logs for the insurance company, I'll make you a spreadsheet of your weight loss progress, I'll buy you aloe infused socks for your hospital stay, I'll let you feel my port....heck, I'll drive you to your visits!


It's a medical miracle for those of us who suffer from the DISEASE of obesity!

Okay, my rant is done. Peace out.

Former Fatty,


Worth Repeating

I ran across this video again. I'm sure you have all seen it, but it brings validity to our common goal and will maybe rally us in again. Maybe it will refocus our thoughts on working together as a team for the greater good. I thought it was worth repeating...


Monday, April 26, 2010

Off the Subject, but IMPORTANT!

I am a long time Corpus Christi resident. I am also a Pediatric Nurse with 17 years of employment at Driscoll Children’s hospital. Nearly three years ago I was inspired to travel to Ghana, West Africa to help out in a children’s home for orphans.

On the trip I met a child named Philip. After much prayer, and even more paperwork, Philip became my son through International Adoption one year later. Through my own adoption and multiple trips to Ghana, I was able to assist three other families in adoption from Ghana!

In addition, my church (Real Life Fellowship) has adopted my son’s birth village for an upcoming mission trip that will include a week-long medical clinic, in-home water filter systems for up to 100 families and the digging of a water well.

Our goal is to take much needed medicine and supplies to the population, as well as to spend time educating local residents about what they can do to improve living conditions for themselves. We're committed to providing immediate assistance, as well as to providing the people with skills and information that can improve their lives over the long run.

I truly need generous support of people like you to make this mission trip a reality. Participants are required to fund their own travel expenses, and are asked to contribute toward the supplies that we’ll need to provide aid to the people of Northern Ghana.

I need to raise a total of $5500.00 by May 31, 2010 in order to participate in this international fundraising relief trip. It is my dream to take my son back to Ghana with me on this trip so he can see first hand the benefit of charity.

Any amount you are able to contribute will be used to assist in the cost of this mission trip. A $5, $10, $15, or $25 donation will go a long way toward our travel expenses.

There is a secure donation link at the bottom of my blog. I hope you will consider a small donation on behalf of the people of Ghana, West Africa.

Thank you in advance for your consideration and for your commitment to helping make life better for those who are suffering in other parts of the world.


Tanya Lively

Sunday, April 18, 2010

We aren't really vampires.

I posted earlier that I didn't have too many photos of myself cause I avoided the camera at all costs. I managed to drum up a few pics from the past 5 years or so. I am at varying weights between 220 and 255.

This is me when I landed back at home from Africa the second time.

This is around the same time. P had only been home a week or so and we were exploring the jetties.

Me with a baby at the orphanage in Ghana.

My man and I at the Livestock show in January 2009.

This was New Years Eve maybe 2006

So there. My fatty Mc FatFat photos for your entertainment.

Zumba starts tomorrow. I want one of those fancy clinky skirts like Workman.


The Vampire Fam

I was spending a much needed day with the fam this weekend. We had lunch and pretended to be tourists. We saw Clash of the Titans in 3d. We watched sail boats in the marina. It was a great day, just the four of us.

I guess I should give a little history here and say that my DH works 7 days a week, averaging 16 hours a day. No exaggeration, no fluff, no shit. In fact, we divorced over it once, but thats another post.

He is a land surveyor doing strictly oil field work. We have had so much rain here in South Texas that he has been able to get himself a bit caught up. Not 100%, but enough to announce that he can take a WHOLE day off and spend it with us!

While we were out pretending to be tourists, we had our waiter take a picture of us. Of course this is completely against the will of my man and boy children. They were horrified, as if I asked them to remove their pants in public or something. What is it with boys and posing for photos? Just shut up and smile already.

So here it is friends...a record of our day together. A memory of Dad's first day off since last July.


Funny, eh? Guess we will have to rely on memories for this day.


Saturday, April 17, 2010

a BYOC marathon

1. If you ever won the lottery what's the very first thing you would do?
Change my pants before someone noticed the smell.

2. What is your favorite curse word?
Hmmm. I used to cuss like a sailor. My dad WAS a sailor, so I came by it naturally. I have tried to tame my mouth in recent years but still love to say the f-bomb occasionally. Sometimes it's the only appropriate word.

3. What is your favorite holiday and why?
I really like Christmas because my kids love it so much. The food, the sights, sounds, smells and traditions that go along with it are so comforting. Truth be told, I like any holiday that allows me to stay home from work.

4. What turns you on?
My husband backing our boat into the yard. Seriously, it takes a man's man to back a trailor the way he does and it gets me hot and bothered EVERY time!

5. If you could have lunch with any famous person, who would it be and what would you order?
Hands down, Jesus Christ. I wouldn't be able to eat, so I'd just get water or unsweet tea.

2. Where is the furthest place you have traveled to?
Probably the Far East. Japan and Korea. I've been to lots of places as my dad was career Navy.

3. If you could describe yourself in 4 words, what would they be.
Generous, impatient, satisfied, and witty

4. What is on thing about you that we don't know?
I was Miss 2nd runner-up in the Miss Flour Bluff pageant in 1987. I entered on a dare from 2 friends who had been in the pageant for a few years. Ugh. I hate myself right now.

5. If you could be a Superhero (like Gilly) - what would you be called or what would your powers be?
My power would be to make dirty water clean with a touch of my hands. Every human being on the planet deserves access to clean water and I would travel to every corner of the planet until it happened. I could be "Agua Momma". :)

6. Name one physical thing you love about you and one mental thing you love about you.
Well I think I have nice feet. My arches are high and my toes naturally point when I'm barefooted and sitting cross legged. I think they look long and lean.
Mentally, I'm pretty witty. Some people don't get me, but I do...and I'm friggin HILARIOUS!

7. If you stood in front of God what question would you ask him?
Did I do enough?

8. Besides yourself - who was/is your biggest enabler in your weight loss journey?
If I have to name someone, it would just be my family. Here, eating is comfort and love. I have to be a 3rd or 4th generation fatty. We have just always shown love with food. Maybe it started with the Pilgrims and the Indians.

9. What do you do for a living (another reader request question)?
I am a pediatric nurse who works in the Peri-Anesthesia realm. I have circulated in the Operating room, worked in the recovery room and currently do off-site anesthesia cases and sedation. I work with some super amazing and insanely smart people that keep me sharp.

10. This week's blog that resonated or spoke to me was BOOBS!

WE are going to Chicage girls! We are gonna have a blast! I can hardly wait to meet all of you and celebrate our success, TOGETHER! I'm super impressed with the group of ladies who jumped in and took this project and ran with it! I know you guys are gonna plan the weekend of a lifetime for us and I am super grateful!

Way to go BOOBS leaders!


Oh yeah, I got Amy following me. I'm on my way to stardom! 4 more people are following me now. I'm super excited.

This is just the boost I needed to push through my plateau. I tell you girls, if I can get Workman, any of you can. Keep your chins up. :)

Peace Out!

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

Manna for Ghana!

Caution: Food Porn ahead.

Many of you know that I plan to return to Ghana this year. This has been a project in the making for about 2 years. It's only because of the tireless dedication of my church and lead pastor that it is all coming together.

At any rate, it will be my third trip to Africa in as many years. Needless to say, my savings account is tapped out.

THIS is the trip that will make change. THIS is the trip that will prove to be the hands and feet of Jesus and demonstrate the love of Christians. THIS is the trip I don't want to miss.

A brain-storm discussion with many friends has brought up tons of great fund-raising ideas.
I have started a "Cause" on facebook and am hoping to raise awareness of our project.

I am selling Inspiranza jewelry to add some cash.

I also got a great fund-raising tip from another adoptive mom. Bread Baking! Thanks Carrie!

So, born of that tip is Manna for Ghana! Clever, eh?

I tried my hand at it today and I must say...I rocked that Homemade Bread~

These are the ingredients...

And the bread cooking! I wish you could appreciate the smell from this picture.

The final product~ Isn't it beautiful? I'm super proud of it. The best part of this whole thing is that I can't eat too much of it cause my band won't let me. :) I still can appreciate a beautiful loaf of home-made bread!

I will be taking it to work and accepting donations per loaf. Hopefully it will generate some orders and maybe I will get creative and add a few different flavors!

Peace and Grace!


Monday, March 22, 2010

Finally 50!

I finally hit 50 pounds lost! Then I gained 2, then lost 3. Then gained 4. Then lost 3. Anyway, all this to say that I am still hovering around 204 or DOWN 50 POUNDS!

Yay Me!

My weight loss is so slow. It is only coming off at a rate of 5 pounds a month. In a good state of mind I don't fret over the slow loss. Today, I seem to be fretting a bit. I keep saying I am going to pick up the exercise but I haven't yet. I have no-one to blame but me.

At any rate, I'm still partying like I'm 50 pounds lighter!

Tuesday, March 2, 2010


Well since I havent lost a pound in a month I don't have much to write about on the band front. I have managed to NOT GAIN any weight while on vacation so all is not lost.

I am pulling for 2 friends who are in the midst of pre-op BS right now. My kids have started back to baseball. I need to pick up an exercise routine and put my nose back to the grindstone.

Yes. That's what I'm gonna do. Starting tomorrow.

Some pics for you...

Monday, March 1, 2010

Tomato, tomato

So I'm perusing band blogs this morning and come across this one.

It's fairly interesting and she manages her weight in stone. This weekend I was watching a promo for Kirstie Allie's new show and she too, was talking about her weight in terms of stone.

I looked it up and did the math. I'm quite happy to report that I am down to weighing only 15 stone! Thats down from over 18! Woo-Hoo! AND I am wearing a size 9 again! Okay so thats my panty size, but still. A 9 is a 9 people!

So I only have 3.5 stone to lose! I LOVE this unit of measurement. I feel so optimistic and refreshed right now! Not to mention trendy, hip and chic!

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

An Honor!

While I was on Vacation my friend Camille nominated me for a blogging award. I think it's so sweet of her. She started blogging after I did and has blown by me in followers. She even has Amy Workman who is famous if you ask me. (Come on, Amy..follow me puuleaase??)

She has so many followers because she's funny, witty and smart. We crack up inappropriatly at work and I'm proud to call her my friend. Thanks for the nomination Camille. :)

So it goes like this...

* Thank the person who nominated you for this award.....check

* Copy the award and post it in your blog.....check

* Link to the blog of the person who nominated you....check

* Tell seven interesting things about yourself.....check

1. I WILL NOT put my purse on the floor. Not at home, at work, in a restaurant, in a box, with a fox, on a train or in a plane. Forget it! Not without a court order!

2. I will, however, sit on a public toilet seat. No problems. No issue with that at all.

3. I file, label and organize as a hobby. Lame, I know, but I can put my hands on almost anything I could EVER be asked for.

4. I am not afraid to travel to completely foreign countries alone and have done so several times. I am, however, terrified of opossums. :)

5. I sleep on my stomach. Flat on my stomach, hands down by my sides like a crime scene body. All that's missing is the white chalk outline.

6. I think I am pretty funny, but my sense of humor is lost on many. (See # 4) I am misunderstood.

7. I think the correct way to hand toilet paper is OVER, not under. I will change it if you accidentally did it wrong. :)

* Nominate seven bloggers.....sortof check. I only did 5. :)

* Post links to the blogs of your nominees...check

And now here are my nominees:

Janelle: She is so cute. I love the wedding photos. A new bandster!

Camille: My favorite Anesthesiologist! One of the funniest, wittiest people I know. Rockin' the pre-op nightmare right now! Bonus points for weekly beauty product reviews.

Robin: Another sweet co-worker! I love beautiful Robin. She has a heart for Christ and is an excellent nurse! I'm wishing her luck and good vibes as she navigates pre-op.

Kinzie: A fellow Texan who has also named her band! Her surgical date was close to mine. We tend to gravitate and compare to others whose dates are close to our own.

Amy: Amy's blog is one of the first that I started reading. She is a successful 1 year bandster. She is open and sweet and seems like someone you would want to hang out with. I think she's "band-ulous". :)

My first post as a 40 year old.

So much has been going on lately. I just got home from Vacation with my kiddos. What a good time we had! A 7 day cruise to the Western Caribbean. Zip Lining, swimming with Sting Rays, snorkeling and room service cheesecake. Wow!

The best part of the whole trip was being in the moment. I had a friend die suddenly on the 3rd of February. At her funeral they played a slide show of her life with her family and kids. I got to thinking that I have not allowed myself to be photographed for so long because of my weight. If I died, there would be no slide show. I cut out that little picture of my friend from the service program and put it in my console where I see it everyday. It reminds me that life is short and I want to live it. I was rockin' my fat self in a swim suit on vacation! And when I die...I want a slide show dammit!

It was my first cruise so I was ill prepared for the food availability. I actually pb'd 3 times on the trip. There was so much that was off limits for me. I managed to discover a few ways to "cheat" my band though. The 24 hour soft-serve machines and cheesecake didn't seem to bother my band at all.

All in all, I only gained 4 pounds in the week and had all but 1 off by this morning. So I'm back to real life and back to the grind. I'm just awfully glad to not have to obscess over my weight anymore. I knew that just getting back to my normal life would pull the pounds back off. What a blessing to be rid of that shame and torment.

I leave you with a few pictures...

Me with a pirate in Cozumel

That stinkin' room service made me stupid silly!

My beautiful, hilarious kiddos.

All of us in Jamaica.

Monday, February 8, 2010

A big milestone!

I turn 40 this week! I am super excited.

I have also hit 45 pounds lost! Man-o-man. Life doesn't get better than right now. :)

Sunday, January 31, 2010

Ambassador...I love it.

My friend Camille told me yesterday I was a good Ambassador for Lap Band. I take that as a total complement!

I tell anyone who will listen about the positive benefits of being banded and encourage them to look into it. She is actually in the insurance phase, but will be banded in March. I am soo super excited for her!

I have lots of books on Lap Band and have loaned them to several people. I try to post regularly on my blog. I am even printing up some information that is applicable to my local co-workers about our insurance and local providers!

I love my band. I wouldn't give her up without a court order and a pretty significant struggle.


Thursday, January 21, 2010

A Beautiful Thing.

On Christmas Eve I drove to Portland to apply for P's passport. We are going on a cruise in February and I had dragged my feet applying for his passport.

I knew I would have to relinquish his Original Birth Certificate and his Original Certificate of Citizenship. I had mentally prepared myself to part with those documents even though the birth certificate was irreplacable.

The gal at the post office assured me that the Certificate of Citizenship was not necessary but the Original Adoption order would have to go. Wow...those are the two documents that I was not prepared to send off to the US Postal Service. If they were lost I would NEVER be able to replace them.

Reluctantly, I laid them on the counter. Philip and I prayed over them and we gave them over.

Last week I received a letter from the USCIS stating that they needed more documentation in order to process P's passport! Uggh. I overnighted his Original Certificate of Citizenship and his original Ghanaian passport showing the US entry visa.

Talk about a nervous wreck. Every piece of paper that proves this child is mine is now in the hands of the USCIS.

I'm happy to report that we received Philip's US passport in the mail today! The best part? All 4 priceless documents were in the envelope as well. Yay!

Happy Mom.

Sunday, January 17, 2010

A look back.

Last week I had to renew my Health Care Provider CPR. It's not a big deal, i do it every 2 years without any problems.

This time it was a tiny class. Only 6 of us so we all had our own mannequins. During the infant CPR part of the class I had such a sad recollection of one night in Ghana.

I had to fight to keep paying attention to the instructor cause I really wanted to step out of the classroom and spend a few minutes in silent prayer.

I already wrote about it, but I'd like to re-post it here.

Korlebu Teaching Hospital

While in Ghana this time around I was able to visit several hospitals and clinics. I got such a feel for the medical services, how people are treated for various illnesses and how much they can do with so little. They actually do treat, serve and care for the community of ill and needy people in Accra. It may be to different standards than we are used to, but it is kind and humane treatment of the sick. People die. In fact, nearly every time I visited a hospital I witnessed a person die while awaiting treatment.

On one particular night, we were in the pediatric ward. One of the kiddos in my care had been feeling bad through out the day and eventually required a trip to the hospital. We arrived at the hospital around 10pm. We were the only people checking in at that time. Once they got my kiddo weighed and triaged, a man came in carrying a bundle. The nurse instructed him to unwrap the baby so it could be weighed and seen. As the dad unwrapped her, the nurse that was with me (K) tapped me on the shoulder and said "look at that baby, she doesn't look well."

The rest is in slow motion in my brain, but burned there all the same. I remember grabbing the tiny baby and putting her on the baby scale. She was naked except for the red string of beads around her waist and wrist. I pinched her and thumped her feet as I was leaning over her listening for breathing. This baby was not breathing and not responding to any of my stimulation. Without even thinking I tilted her head back and began to give her mouth to mouth. I began chest compressions and kept it going for what seemed like 10 minutes. The Ghanaian nurse stood and watched. I'm sure she knows the outcome all too well. I had the nurse that was with me (K) feel for pulses while I continued CPR. I remember her telling me to stop, it was no use. My brain kept telling me that the baby was warm, keep going. The dad was standing immediately to my right. I could see him, staring, in a trance as this horrible scene unfolded.

When I finally stopped, I looked at him. He said to me "It is no?" "I'm sorry" was all I could come up with. He walked away, his face expressionless. No sign of sadness, anger or confusion. He was blank. I picked up the tiny baby girl and wrapped her back in the blanked she had come in. The nurse instructed me to "put it down over there" and pointed to a stretcher behind a folding screen. In retrospect, I wonder if that was the sole purpose of that particular stretcher. I laid her down on that stretcher and prayed over her lifeless body. I still see her little body and her little face.

I ducked behind another screen and had a little crying spell. I don't know who I was crying for. It just seemed so sad and unnecessary for that 5 day old infant to die. A man saw me and explained to me that I shouldn't cry. This is natures way. I suppose it's the coping mechanism of choice to keep you from going insane in a country where lots of people die. I can't blame him for that. I felt guilty about my sadness. It made me feel pompous. Like where I come from babies don't die, and that we are able to save everyone. I don't is still very surreal and my feelings about it are still fresh.

Then I had a moment of clarity about the very real possibility of contracting some disease thanks to my CPR. I cleaned out my mouth with my antibacterial wipes. I wiped my teeth, lips and gums. I cleaned my hands, face, neck and arms. Finally a doctor came and I explained to him what had happened with the baby. He checked her pupils, removed his gloves, washed his hands and went on with his evening seeing the child I had brought.

30 minutes in time that will stay with me forever.
Posted by Tanya at 6/26/2008 09:57:00 PM

As the disaster in Haiti goes on, take some time to include the less fortunate in your thoughts and prayers. If you are moved to help, text haiti to 90999. Ten bucks will go to support relief efforts and will just show up on your cellphone bill. Try it, you'll love the way it feels to help.

Please and Thank You....Peace and Grace!

Catching Up...

Last week was a total blur. It was Livestock Show week. Move In, Weigh, Sift, Groom, Drench, Bathe, Show....all the fun goat stuff.

I was watching TV on Tuesday before we took the goats to the showbarn. I caught an episode of a show called "Little Miss Perfect". Now if you're not up on reality TV, this show is the real version of the movie "Little Miss Sunshine". It's a real look at this Florida pageant.

I was so entertained by this madness. These moms border on "straight-up" CRAZY! They have fake teeth for their daughters who may have loose or missing teeth. They spray tan their 6 year olds. They have wigs and hair pieces and enough make-up to touch up the Sistine Chapel ceiling. They drive their girls from dance class to modeling agencies to photography studios.

These poor girls have crazy moms. No other way to describe it. But it's entertaining. So I set my DVR to record a few more episodes cause it's so stinkin funny to watch how crazy these moms are......


started yelling at my boys to hurry up and get dressed cause we had to get the goats checked in by 5. Then we had to go pick up some Ensure and Pedialyte to drench the goats with before the judging. Then we had to get to Cavenders to exchange the belt we bought for Philip cause it was too small and I had to get their show clothes to the dry cleaners so they would be crisp and starched.

Then we had to get a haircut for Creyton and get Philip's New Dred packed so he could twist his hair just before show time. And "do you both have white undershirts?" I hate a man in a dress shirt with no undershirt.

The goats will need their hooves polished and Creyton "has that little spot on your goats head healed?" "Should we take a brown sharpie and color it in?" "Ya'll don't forget to look at the judge and keep your goat in your right hand." "Philip are you listening?"

Yes, my 3 readers, I caught the irony in this. My psychoses did not go un-noticed by me. I still won't admit to being a Psycho Goat Show Mom. Psycho Sports Mom, maybe. I think they look awesome, don't you?

Thursday, January 7, 2010


Today I hit 40 pounds lost. A pretty big milestone considering I have been on a month long plateau. I guess a plateau during the holidays beats weight gain.

I HAVE to interrupt this post to tell you about the commercial I just saw.

Taco Bell Drive Thru Diet. Are you serious? That is one of the funniest things I have ever seen. 7 menu items under 9 grams of fat.

This is a picture from the ad that is running on TV.
She lost 54 pounds! She replaced her "regular fast food" with these "taco bell diet" items. Wow. Taco Bell should stick to beans and tortillas and leave weight loss to real experts.

Back to my personal celebration...

40 Pounds! I can't believe it. The best part of this whole thing is being able to laugh at those ridiculous taco bell diet commercials! Pre Band I might have seriously considered eating only al fresco taco bell items.

The First of 2010!

Wow! Hi Ya'll! It's been a long time.

Sorry so long since a post. The holidays had me super busy, work had me super stressed and family and friends had me super happy to be alive.

2010. The holidays are past. Work is

I didn't make any official resolutions this year. I did, however, have a pretty big epiphany about things and the perspective you allow. Work is just work. Food is just food. Things are just things. All that really matters at the end of it all is relationships.

That being said, I am going to enjoy people more and get mad less. ;)

So many times in the past few weeks I have thought "I need to blog about that". Sorry, those thoughts are long gone and they may never return. I will try not to ignore this blog anymore. I do have lots of good stories and I LOVE to write, so you would think it would be a no brainer. I'm just lazy...Ugh.

So there you go. A past, a prediction and a promise.

Peace Out!