Growing Up :: the MLH Preview

Today I’ll be speaking about what’s it’s like to grow up.  Grow up.  I bet my parents never thought they’d see the day I’d be grown and out of the house – well on my way to GRADUATING college from the University of Oklahoma.  I mean, how freakin’ exciting!!!  I talked to my Auntie M today and even she was taken aback by the mention – I’m a Senior this year –  I’m graduating from OU next year – Will you come see me walk across the stage with the million other OU Grads?  Mom & Dad will have 2 OU Grads months apart – I’m sure they’re looking forward to us vacating their payroll.  Ha!

Today I’ll be speaking about what it’s like to grow up.  What it’s like to stand out from the rest of the group.  What it’s like to be different.  I can’t fathom growing up any other way.  I had the best childhood and did everything I could’ve dreamed of doing.  Heck, I’m still doing all the things I dreamed of doing as a kid and more.  Although, my newest dreams may be a bit more dangerous and adrenaline junkie-ish, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.  I’m out to conquer the world – out to set examples – out to show my awesome littles that you can do anything you want to and more!!


A Chocolaty Treat

Ever have one of those days where you want something hot & chocolaty, but don’t want hot chocolate?  Seriously, I contemplate that a lot — especially when I’m cold.  One night while rifiling through my cabinents I found this.   Cook & Serve Chocolate Pudding.  Oh My!  This is the best chocolaty goodness one can cook at midnight, when those chocolate cravings arise.

This by far is the best chocolaty treat I’ve ever had.  Pour it over Bananas and it’s even more amazing.  Trust me on that.  My Dad taught me well.

Boiling.  Just before you pull it from the stove into bowls of sliced Bananas.  Soooo Good!

Flashback Friday: Goodbye Malibu

With Baby Bro starting college this week, I decided to post a photo of what he did to my Bu 4 years ago.  You see I had my car for a few years and it had its issues.  That could be blamed on the miles I piled on it driving to and from Dallas, OKC and Tulsa while I lived in Ada many moons ago.  Could be.  :-) It was already starting to have issues again – a leaky gasket or something of the sort.

The story goes that I had to leave the car at home for a few days until I could get it into the shop.  In place of my car, I took Baby Bro’s.  I knew he wouldn’t mind – he was a newbie at being 16 and I had nothing to worry about with him driving my car, or so I thought.  While out running errands in my somewhat small-ish hometown, I over heated his car.  Big mistake!  It was a hot August day and the fan in his car quit working.  Therefore his car was towed away by a local wrecker service, I was picked up and we were one car down.

Fast forward to the next day.  I’m at home, Dad has just pulled into the driveway and Baby Bro calls – in tears.  The first words out of my mouth, Did you wreck my car?  More boo hooing.  I knew right then and there something was wrong with my Baby.  My only way of transportation to and from my summer school class I was taking.  All I could think about was crap, crap, crap.  We get to the scene of the accident and Baby Bro has decided to run into a corner fence post…a pipe one at that!  The fence post didn’t survive and neither did my car.  He totaled my car.

His car came out of the shop a few days after he wrecked my car.  Life went on like he never did anything wrong.

Cross Your Fingers

Next Wednesday I’ll be taking part in something that I will surely never forget.  I’ll be speaking to Deer Creek High School students.  Speaking about a topic that I’ve had experience in for the past 25, nearly 26 years.  A topic that is never far from my mind and one that I’m constantly reminded of each and every time I look into the mirror.

I’ve got quite the weekend to prepare myself for this event….photos to find, a speech to write and critique and of course a dozen run through’s of it.  Not quite sure what direction I’ll be going in with it, but I’m sure the words will flow when I sit down to type it out later.  I’m thrilled and honored to be able to stand in front 1,000 students and give my story and how our group could benefit from this HUGE fund-raiser they put on.

Cross your fingers y’all, we’re in the Top 3!

Light at the End of the Tunnel?

I’m  more than ready for Fall 2011 to be here.  I’m ready to throw my cap into the crowd and walk off OU’s campus as a College Graduate.  I can’t wait for that day to come….but until then I’m stuck abiding by rules and doing hours of homework.  Less than 365 days until I’m entering my last semester of college.  …Well until I decide to go to Law School or get my Masters.  Not quite sure I’m ready to think about those days.  So, until then – I’ll keep my nose in these books and dream of graduation.  No more changing my major – it’s time to graduate.  Besides, I’ll have 3 degrees by the time I step off of Memorial Stadium