HNT 5

Pssst....

(This blog should be read entirely in a whisper)


Today is Jackson's 5th birthday. Five years ago today, I was in the worst pain of my life, pushing out a 10 lb. 1 oz baby boy with no epidural. Ouch! At that point, I didn't like him very much, but now, I am in love with this little man.



I am attempting, to make him a cake. My very first cake. It should look like this when I am done.
I will let you know how it turns out. Stop by and wish my little one a happy birthday.

Malia

Addicted

Yep, it is true! I am addicted! I have found old friends, people I didn't remember and even new friends... all via Myspace. Thanks to Rachael she has given me something new to pencil into my schedule. It has truly been an absolute joy to reconnect with some of my old buddies from way back before my Paulding County days. Though I am "like 85" according to my co-worker, I have connected with my younger co-workers because of Myspace. They are all now "my friends". It put me in a new "cool" category among those youngsters. Gotta run and check to see if I have any new friends to approve.

Malia

HNT 4

Malia

What a Horrible Weekend!!!

Guess. Who. I. Met!

Tonight, tonight at my store, guess. who. I. waited. on. Patty Loveless. Do you know who she is? She is only one of the greatest and best country singers ever. Thing is, I think I have seen her many times before in our store, but didn't really notice until tonight. So, here is the story. First let me note that I was way braver than my friend Rachael, who when she saw Julia Roberts in her store, yes, more known, but still, she didn't speak to her, nor did she touch her. Love ya, Rach, but I did better! So, here is what happened. This sweet looking housewife type came up to my desk and said that she wanted to exchange some orange soda that her husband had bought, but that it was the wrong kind. I told her to go get what she wanted so that I could exchange it out in the computer. I told her she could just stop back by after she did her shopping. She laughed and said she didn't have anymore shopping to do, that was it. She turned and went away. I thought, "She looks like Patty Loveless." I went on about my business.

I waited on a few customers and by that time, I had decided that she was indeed Patty Loveless and I remember that she lived in this county and it was a possibility, but I wanted to get a good look at her again.

Mrs. Loveless came up to someone else next to my desk and I quickly made her come to me with a, "I got her. Over here." She came over and I erxplaned that for inventory reasons I had to change everything out in the computer and I was sorry for the inconvenience." She said that was fine and explained again about her husband buying the wrong kind and also said that we did not have the kind that she had wanted.

Now, when you return something, they have to fill out a slip with the reason they are returning it and their CUSTOMER INFORMATION. I could see that she was struggling with it. By this time, I had decided that I was going to ask her if she was indeed Patty Loveless because I wasn't going to pass up the opportunity to meet the most popular celebrity I had ever had the chance to lay eyes on. So once she signed her name, "Patty and then her married last name"

I tapped her little hand and I said, "You know who you look like?"

She gave her famous smirk and said, "Who?"

I said, "You look like Patty Loveless."

She smiled and smirked again and said, "You have a good eye."

I said, "It is very nice to meet you."

She said, "And your name is Malia?" She bent down closer to check out the name tag.

I said, "Yes m'am." (Oh My Gosh, she just said my name!)

We said goodbye and she then turned and walked away. I was playing all cool and collected and as she was leaving she turned around and said something to me, but it was illegible and she laughed. I figure she was talking about the way she looked or telling me not to tell anyone or something. I don't know. I think she looked great, like one of us. She was very sweet, very normal and very housewife.

The drinks that she returned...yeah, I bought them.

Malia

Sunny Days and the News

Yesterday, I went to a Bag Off. What's a Bag Off you ask? Well, I work as a supervisor in a grocery store and we had one of our courtesy clerks a.k.a., baggers, compete in a competition of the best baggers. He won in our division and went on yesterday to compete for state. Yes, state. He placed fourth or fifth, but we are still so proud of him. Yea! David!!!

We were on three news stations. Most of the coverage was of David and yes, me. It was fun.

Malia

I'm Late......HNT 4

Sorry...my mother was mad at me and she locked herself in the room that had the computer. Sounds juvenile, but...alas, it is true.

malia

What is That Down There?

A few of you have questioned what that is that I took a picture of down there. I can't figure out if that is a good thing or a bad thing?

Question is, should I tell, or should I leave it a mystery?

Malia

I Told You More Went on in My Life than HNT

So, it is official....I am getting married...again....to the same man...the one I never divorced.....a renewal of the vows, but with an actual wedding....

Okay...a little history...when we were engaged we found a great deal on a house, we were shamed into thinking we could not get the house and live together without being married.....we didn't want to let the house get away, so we went to the JP. No wedding for the only daughter.

Fast forward---Mom says, "We will throw you a wedding anyways."

Me, "Okay, cool."

Fast forward---My mom has a boyfriend, who stays at her house over night and practically lives with her. She is then engaged to be married for the third time. She begins to plan....her wedding. I help.

There was discussion with my grandmother, "You deserve to have a wedding, I mean, this is her third, she doesn't NEED another wedding."

Me, "Yeah, I know."

Fast forward---My new stepsister---comes home, "I'm getting married." She had lived with this boy in North Carolina for quite some time.

My mom, "Oh yea! Here, let's start planning a wedding. I have all the books from when Malia was engaged!"

Me, "Oh yea, this will be fun. I will help plan. Malia, yours is next." Later, I cry at the wedding.

Fast forward---The stepsister gets divorced, comes home and lives with mom and Pappy for a while, then finds a new man. She moves in with new man. Comes home about six months later and says, "Guess what, I am getting married!"

Mom says, "Oh yeah, Let's get the books out again and start planning. Malia, you're next."

Me, "Yeah, okay." Less planning by me this time, a lot less, cause I don't care for the girl, but that's another story for another day. I don't attend that wedding because I don't support the marriage or her.

Fast forward--My brother, who has been living with his girlfriend for a year finally decides he is going to get married. He is the favorite of the family.

Mom says, "Yea! Let's get out the books and I'll help you plan. Malia, I swear you're next, maybe for your five year anniversary. You have had kids and everything." She throws them an elaborate reception and I help, a lot....because I love him and want to see him happy.

Me, "Yeah, okay." I attend the wedding, but I don't pay much attention because I am attending to baby Emma.

Fast Forward--The other stepsister, who actually still lives at home, says, "I'm getting married."

Mom says, "Yea! Let's pull out all the books, I'll help you plan! Malia, only one more after her has to get married, then it is your turn."

Me, "Yeah, okay. I know now that this is never going to happen. I cry at weddings because I didn't have one, not because I am happy for the couple."

I help decorate and plan and have fun with it. I cry at the wedding.

So, a couple of years go by, the older stepsister is talking about marriage again....no one listens....

Me and the hubby just celebrated our ninth anniversary. For a gift, my mother hands me a wedding gift bag. I open it and there is a bridal magazine inside.

Me, "What's this for?" I knew, but I didn't choose to believe it.

Mom, "We are giving you a wedding. It will be next year on your tenth."

Me, "Seriously this time?"

Mom, "Seriously."

Malia

I swear more goes on in my life than HNT...HNT 3

HNT 2?

In honor of Belated Mother's Day:

Like Mother, Like Daughter

Malia
Go see the man, Osbasso.

Mommy love

Missing from picture: Nanny McPhee, given with love, by Emma.

These are my mother's day presents. First, the Mommy Fact Sheet. I attended Muffins for Mom with Jackson on May 18 where he presented me with this sheet. I don't know if you can see it, but he knows that I am six feet tall and weigh 150 pounds. Smart boy. He knows that my hair is a multitude of colors, when it is wet, it is black, when it is dry, it is brown. (Technically, it is red). He also knew that my favorite drink is Coke. Sad, but true. Did you know that around the house, I watch the news and cook? (I only watch the news in the summer to watch for pending thunderstorms and I only cook, maybe twice a week). Hmmm, my favorite food is broccoli, which I also cook. I know that it would seem like favorite place to go would be to work because it seems that is always where I am at, but, oh sweet boy, you have no idea. I'm glad that I have fooled you so and that you think my life is full of fun. Again, my favorite T.V. show, he says, is the news. I did have my picture taken with one Ken Cook, local weather man last month though. Perhaps this could be where this perception came from. How funny and sweet to have something like that to keep forever and show his girlfriends.

Jackson also presented me with that flower, which says, "I planted this flower as a gift for you! To thank you for all the special things you do! Happy Mother's Day 2006" Jackson had missed school the day before Muffins for Mom and when he presented me with this flower and I was raving about how sweet and pretty it was, he said, "I didn't make that for you." It was in the tone of "I don't know where the hell this flower came from and I don't know why you are telling me what a good job I did on it. I think the muffins have gone to your brain or something." I said, "Jackson, yes you did, you just don't remember." He said, "No, mom, I didn't. I don't know what you are talking about." So, I had him kiss it, which would magically transfuse all of his love for me into the pot. It didn't work, as you can see, the flower is now dead. Apparently they had made them the day before and he missed it, so the teachers made his.

We also made that big pink "rose" flower together. I think it turned out lovely, don't you?

Now, on the Friday before Mother's day, we took out my mother and my grandmother and me to Johnny Carino's and ate and ate and ate. It was wondrous. We also have Family Movie Night on Friday Nights, so since Emma had a movie for me, they decided to go ahead and present me with my gifts, hers being Nanny McPhee. Loved it! Very cute movie with a good message. It kind of reminded me of Liminy Snickets: A Series of Unfortunate Events. Devin borrowed the movie now and is holding it for ransom until I give back her Moulin Rouge I borrowed three weeks ago, which is why it is not pictured.

The earrings to the left are mystic fire topaz that match a ring that Wade got for me two Mother's Days ago. The earrings were a gift from Jackson. This is significant because, when Jackson was just barely three, he for some reason got my ring and was playing with it in the bathroom while Dylan was pooping and somehow dropped it into the toilet just as Dylan was flushing. I had to replace it because it was gone and there was no rescuing it. So, it was appropriate that Jackson give me these earrings.

The candles, which Dylan informed me while my eyes were closed and my hands were out, that he got me a whole bunch of are in the scents of Strawberry Shortcake, Vanilla Shortbread, cotton Candy and Lemon Bars. They smell great. I am not good at guessing scents as we could tell when I tried to guess the scent of each one with my eyes closed and failed the test by 100%. Dylan has it right already, you can't go wrong with candles or anything from Bath and Body Works.

And the ring. Wade made the mistake of getting me jewelry two years in a row for Christmas and then two years in a row for Mother's Day, now he is stuck with me expecting it every year. I had mentioned to him that I was still in the need of a sapphire stone because...Well...I don't have any. I was surprised when he presented me with this though. I didn't think he would actually get me something like that. I love it and think it is absolutely gorgeous. Now I just need, an emerald, yellow topaz, peridot, amethyst.....

I love all my babies and the hubby, who treat me so sweetly. Thanks for the gifts and the memories.

Happy Belated Mother's Day to all the mothers out there. Hope you had a good one.

Malia

Coming Soon...

A Mother's Day post and a Graduation post......oh yeah, and a new HNT.

Malia

Uh Oh....

Malia found a meme......but, I have never seen this one before. I give LoB credit for this one.

Here is a fun thing to do:

Put your music player on shuffle.
Press forward for each question.
Use the song title as the answer to the question.
Post on your blog.



Ready?...Here goes....


Will I get far in life?
Don't Cry For Me Argentina--Julie Covington

How do my friends see me?
Someday--Nichole Nordeman

Where will I get married?
No More Chains--Nichole Nordeman (Ha!!!)

What is my best friend's theme song?
Probably Wouldn't Be This Way--LeAnn Rimes

What is the story of my life?
O' Holy Night--Niccole and Jane Liston

What was high school like?
Luxurious--Gwen Stefani(NOT!)

How can I get ahead in life?
It's Your Call--Reba McEntire

What is the best thing about me?
Brave--Nichole Nordeman(Ya think?)

How is today going to be?
What if--Nichole Nordeman

What is in store for this weekend?
Please Come--Nichole Nordeman(Ha! Ha! Haaaaaaa! Yes!!!)
(I seriously shouldn't have made that dirty, she is a Christian singer and this is a christian song)

What song describes my parents?
And Still--Reba McEntire

My grandparents?
Memory--Elaine Page

How is my life going?
Fool for You--Nichole Nordeman

What song will they play at my funeral?
On Bended Knee--Boyz II Men

How does the world see me?
The Greatest Man I Never Knew--Reba McEntire

Will I have a happy life?
Lay it Down--Nichole Nordeman

What do my friends really think of me?
Real to Me--Nichole Nordeman

Do people secretly lust after me?
Can You Feel It--Black Eyed Peas

How can I make myself happy?
Hollaback Girl--Gwen Stefani

What should I do with my life?
Hold On--Nichole Nordeman

Will I ever have children?
Thank You--Boyz II Men

What is some good advice?
Lord Have Mercy--Black Eyed Peas

What is my signature dancing song?
Luxurious--Gwen Stefani

What do I think my current theme song is?
All I Want to Do--Niccole Liston

What does everyone else think my current theme song is?
Help Me Believe--Nichole Nordeman

What type of men/women do you like?
Dum Diddy Dummer--Black Eyed Peas(I actually like my men a little smart)


So, there you have it. Before you complain about the variety of music, just know that I only have 76 loaded on my MP3 player because I am a woman of little time and I can only get to it every once in a while. I will eventually add more, but for now, I am happy with my collection of like, five artists.

Malia

A Whirlwind Weekend...

What a weekend! I can't believe I packed so much into one weekend, didn't feel rushed and I even worked one of the weekend days. I wish every weekend could be so nice. First, the weather was great, though today was slightly windy, okay, it totally messed up my hair, but I am trying to make this a positive post.

I had to work both Friday and Saturday until midnight, but plus side, on Friday I got paid and found out that I was being moved up in my Kroger world. Woohoo!!! Oh yeah, at my other job, I put in for a raise and should know tomorrow if that is approved. I have lunch with the big boss man tomorrow.

Saturday, I didn't have to be at work until 5, so I left Emma and Jackson with mom and went to take care of some pampering sans chillins. Wade had taken Dylan to the air show, so I thought it would be nice to go get my hair deep conditioned, get a spa pedicure and get a little more tan. That took all freakin' day and it was great! I barely got home in time to get ready for work, but I made it, albeit three minutes late. I took my position at the USCAN and just then someone comes up to congratulate me on the Customer Care position. YEAH ME! Later, a man comes through trying to steal some steaks and crab by putting bologna price stickers on his packages. BUSTED!!! I totally didn't even figure out what the hell he was doing until they started congratulating me on busting the creep and they let me know I would now be in a drawing to win an IPOD! COOL! I came home after midnight and decided, "What the heck, I will call and wake up my friend Melissa and see if maybe she can't sleep!" PROPS TO ME!!! Her husband was thinking he was fixing to get him some and she was saved by my bell. We talked until about 2:00 a.m. I consoled her about some friendships gone awry and we also got some things out in the open about our friendship. Got our apologies out and now everything is peachy keen. We made plans to go out Sunday, with Rachael and Kim C.

Sunday, I slept too late from staying up late talking to Melissa and missed church. I call Rachael to make sure we are still on and guess what, Rachael slept late and was SAVED BY MY BELL!! GO ME! We all agreed to meet at the mall where Rachael and I plan to salvage our realtionship with le Janet, who we missed on her visit to the GA from the big CA. I got to meet Kim C. for the first time and she rocked. Very sweet, very cute and very skinny. Rachael had to leave early to go pick up her own chillins and so Melissa, Kim C. and I continued on our quest for all things that smell great, via Bath & Body Works and Victoria's Secret. (Just in case you're wondering, I so look just like that chic.) We came out smelling like french whores and I left Melissa and Kim C. and skipped over to Barnes and Noble where I picked up my copy of Bitter is the new Black by Jen Lancaster. So far, this is a very funny read and I would already recommend it, even though I only just finished chapter one.

So, now, here I sit, missing Grey's Anatomy, talking to you all about my weekend.. I am thinking I am fixing to go do what should have been done on Saturday, cleaning and laundry. I have loaded some new songs on the MP3, via Nichole Nordeman, and am ready to do my best Tom Cruise in Risky Business. Well, okay, Nichole is not exactly something you rock out to, but there are other songs on there too.

Hope you all had an equally wonderful weekend with plenty of friends, crime fighting, shopping and pampering.

Malia

HNT--1

We have this little thing in the blogger world called HNT or Half Nekkid Thursday. Some are more risque than others and some are just plain pretty. You can film your nose, your toes or maybe your leg halfway in some panthose. It doesn't matter what you shoot, just so long as you are comfortable with your loot. So, without further adeua, here is my first HNT for this particular blog. Hope you like it and hope you join in. Go visit Osbasso and meet the man who invented it.

Malia

Results Show--6

The results are in...and Kelly Pickler was sent home. Sorry LOB, but Elliott did not get sent home. I get to enjoy his voice for another show.

There is a website, Dialamerica.com, that supposedly predicts who will be kicked off each week. It has had an 83% accuracy rate so far. It had predicted that Kelly and Paris would be in the bottom two, but that Paris would be gone tonight. Unfortunately, it was wrong this time. I want Paris gone so bad, but I am still not disappointed by the fact that Pickler is gone. Next week, I am rootin' for Paris to be gone. She is my new vendetta.

malia

Potty Training...Again

Pairs of panties soiled: 5

Number of times taken to the potty by mom: 7

Number of times taken to the potty by dad: 0

Number of cleanups on aisle 2 by mom: 3

Number of times in the potty: 0


Mom: 0 Emma: 1

Jackson the Sensitive

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