Trash TV

Let's be honest y'all, I'll start.  I'm a sucker for trashy TV shows.  Ok, maybe not exactly trashy, but just plain bad reality shows.  Now don't get me wrong, I do have a line that can't be crossed.  Can we say Honey Boo Boo Child?

Sometimes, when I pull up my DVR list, I just giggle at all the mindless nonsense that resides there.

I don't know about you, but the whole Real Housewives Franchise has me hooked.  It started with the OC.  I was just beyond shocked at the way these women lived.  It was like a whole new world to this Texas girl.  I mean, I'm not a stranger to people with lots of money, this is Texas after all and I was raised in the Big D.  It was the whole lifestyle, the parties, the clothes, the tans, the plastic surgery. Whew.  It was a lot of crazy.

Then I got suckered into New Jersey.  And sadly, I like their spunk.  They have passion.  But obviously, they have honesty issues.  Those women are a hot.mess.

Atlanta was a little too loud for me, so I just skipped that one, only to get drawn in by my friend.  Dang you Misty!  Now, they just crack me up.  But if their seasons continue down the same paths they have for the last 2, they may lose me again.

Then we move on to Beverly Hills.  And if I thought the OC was over the top, Beverly Hills was just plain jaw dropping.  Although, I love me some Lisa Vanderpump.

 
Then there's the hustle & bustle of New York.  This group is a whole 'nother kind of crazy. 

We wrap-up with the feisty Miami bunch.  I only thought I talked fast and with a heavy accent.

Now don't get me wrong, there are plenty of these ladies that are business women and mother's who love their kiddos.  I just can't imagine all the drama between each group of ladies.  Maybe because my life is full of running a family and business, PTA and soccer, they just flat out puzzle me.  I don't know where I'd fit in the time to live that kind of lifestyle.  But hey, if some producer wants to come film me chasing Caroline, editing pictures, cooking dinner and watching my laundry pile grow, bring.it.on.

Mothering Without Your Mom

Being a momma should come with a little book.  A book that tells you about all the ups and downs.  About the scrapes and cuts.  About school, about mood swings.  A book with bedtime tips.

Well, it doesn't.

We mommas have to give it our best shot. 

Many of us turn to our own moms.  But what do you do when your momma left you way too soon?  When she just watches and guides you from heaven?

You cry.  You scream.  You vow to be a great mom just like she was and make her proud.

You remember all the things she did with you, all the traditions, all the ways she was there for you.

I never got the chance for my mom to see me as a mother.  That's been the single hardest part of Caroline's life for me.  She never got to hold her.  Kiss her sweet face.  Help me when I panic when she's sick.

I can't tell you the times I needed her advice, and surely will as Caroline gets to the teenage years.  It's hard to raise a kid without your mom there to help guide you through it all.  Now I realize there are probably many many mommas out there in my shoes, and there are many out there that may not have a close relationship with their moms, and you know, it's ok.

I'm ok. Caroline is ok.  But it would be the most amazing thing in the world for me to have my mom here as I go through this journey.  She was simply amazing.  Not a day goes by that I don't think of her, miss her. 

So, on Mother's Day, I'm a little torn.  I'm so thankful that God chose me to be Caroline's momma, but so sad because I can't celebrate the day with my momma.  That we can't all be together, celebrating each other.  It's a bittersweet day.

Just remember that we should all help each other, because sometimes, we don't have our mommas to look to for advice.

Here's to all the mother's!!!

Camping 101

We love to camp. It's such a simple way to have complete down time with the family.  We camped with sweet friends last weekend on short notice, like they called and we hooked up to the camper and left.

This weekend I'm ready.

See? 

One of the first things I needed to do was get out the little tent and check things out. Make sure everything was there, that the air mattress would fit inside...

Well...I think we'll take the big tent on second thought.

I don't really have anything to say other than have a great weekend peeps!  

...and always check your camping gear before you get to the campsite!