Come on over to the new blog
Come on over to the new blog
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And no, I ain't talking about Obama. Kate, from Buena Vista, just sent me over this announcement to post. I'll see y'all there with camera in hand.
Miss Patsy Riley, the First Lady of Alabama will be at Buena Vista on February 17th from 10 – 11.30 for a book signing of her latest book, “When the dinner bell rings” the books are $20.00 each. We will all be serenaded by the beautiful Rose wood concert Piano as we enjoy coffee, muffins and treats!!
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1. Sorry I haven't posted in a while. We're trying to get our new blog/studio ready and my attention span hasn't been that great.
2. I'm laughing. There is a time in everyone's life where you either are a Coke or a Sam's Cola. Be a Coke. Don't be a cheap copycat. Be original. Think outside of the box.
3. T is reading. And as simple as that sounds, it is a huge milestone in not only his life, but mine too. I think that it's the most miraculous thing. And it's funny how I look at him differently now. I can see him gaining independence everyday. Not so sure that I'm ready for that. But he is. And that scares me. He might be reading simple phrases, but at one time, only I could do that. This growing up thing (and I'm talking about me) is hard.
4. My sister-in-law got the news this week that she's cancer free. She's be battling breast cancer over the past 6 months and it's been a hard road. I've never heard her complain one time. Not once. Cancer is invasive on so many levels. It takes over your body, your mind, your family, your hopes and dreams. It's gone.
5. The new cajun restaurant opened this weekend in downtown. Go in and take a look at the New Orleans pix. Yours truly took those. I love that place. Makes me want to throw some beads.
6. Happy Birthday Daddy.
7. T and B have girlfriends. There were two little girls hanging over the fence today while T and B were swinging. I need an anti-anxiety drug. Or even better, something that will stunt their growth and keep them little.
8. I knew this would happen. I have black roots. I dyed my hair so people would stop asking me if I dyed my hair (well- actually, I got foils) and now it looks like I dye my hair. But what's funny is that not one person has asked me if I dye my hair. There is a fine line between enjoying not having to answer that question, and looking like a tiger. Brings a whole new meaning to the words "War Eagle".
9. At no time should a woman who's 10 months pregnant do a rap song on the stage at the Grammy's. PULEASE. Did y'all see that? Her name was "M-I-A" and there is no better place for her that just what her name implies- Missing In Action. Hey..did y'all see Keith Urban? Hold on...let me go get my heart. It just jumped out of my chest.
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Can't show you my last session because it's a surprise for the dad. Ohmygosh...love it. Wait til February 13th and I'll put them up.
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1. When you don't know what to say, keep you mouth shut. Yesterday in the car, the kids were loud as ever and Robert and I can tune most stuff out. Well, then T opened his mouth and started singing a song he called "hairy balls". Robert and I looked at each other in horror, and then I finally realized that T was calling B a hair ball because they were fighting, and the words transformed themselves as the song went on. We didn't say anything because we thought that if he knew what we knew then he'd use it as amunition and in his comedy act at school. Don't think bad of me because I typed that.
2. I have gone back and forth on making several decisions this week. Now, a year ago, I could have had all the faith in myself to make a decision. So, today, the big difference is that I am putting faith in God to take care of it. We're moving to a new location on Main Street. I'd be lying if I said that I weren't scared. I am. I'd be lying if I said that I knew it was the right thing to do. I don't. But, things have been good for me and there is no confusion in it except the confusion that I make. Confusion= not God's will. No confusion= God's will
We're starting the new studio up in March or April and we'll offer kids' art classes and photography classes. We'll also feature local southern artists and New Orleans artists work. Everything from stationery, jewelry, frames, pottery. Can't wait. I really hate to tell folks this because like wildfire it'll spread and copycats will copy. Always happens. Never fails.
3. T is reading. I can't believe it. Now I can't spell things that I don't want him to hear. great.
4. Robert was ill at me yesterday. He was so mad that he folded all of the clothes. Here are my thoughts on that...apparently men have PSS- pre-superbowl stress. Well, maybe it's something else because the superbowl is once a year and he has it way more than that. Don't ask me why he got so mad. Don't know. Don't care as long as it got my laundry folded.
5. When tax money comes back, there is such a feeling of ahhhhhhhh that I get. Just to know that I can feed my child another meal (on plates bought at William-Sonoma, cooked with utensils bought there too, cooked while wearing a new outfit from Banana Republic and Ann Taylor, and shoes from wherever I can find them, cooked while the kids are sitting on a new sofa) with the money that I get back.
6. I met a client this week about a wedding and just fell in love with her. We talked about New Orleans, having a lisp, and everything under the sun. Love meeting you folks.
7. My lovely cousin Brenda told me that she has some old photos of my mama and daddy from way back when. I can't wait to see them. The older you get, the more you realize that the way you are is really formed by who came before you. The struggles that they went through to give you more than they had forms your life in more way than one. And I'll be the first to say that our family tree is full of nuts, but that's what makes it interesting. Something kinda' funny...kinda' sad as far as family trees...when I was little I used to have to make up a whole side of my tree because I didn't know anything about my real father. Everybody all together now...awwww. Don't worry, mama and I took it and ran with it. I'm sure on that family tree project from 4th grade, Abraham Lincoln is somewhere on a branch of the tree. On my father's side of course.
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I hate this week and have hated it for the past eight years. Daddy died this week, on February 1st, 2001. And it's still as fresh as ever. I drove up to the graveyard today, and somehow, LuLu made it all seem ok. When we drove in this morning, LuLu saw all the flowers and let out the biggest burst of surprise. She didn't know what it was. Had no idea. But her voice was so peaceful and innocent. I got her out her car seat, and for the first time in her 22 months, I showed her where grandaddy was. And she repeated his name as daddad. I heard the trees rustling and there was just quiet. But I could still hear daddy talking to me.
I am amazed how day after day, especially this time of year, I hear him. I would give a hundred zillion dollars to tell him what lessons he taught me. I would give a hundred zillion dollars to have a picture of our family. And I guess in a nutshell, that's why I do what I do. I never had the one thing that I wanted. Had everything else I could ever want. But I never had a photograph of daddy, mama and me. I missed the chance. Daddy didn't get to walk me down the aisle. But he walked me down the football field for the homecoming queen thing. And that's my most proud moment. Never has been because I won, but because I had my daddy there.
I hear that stupid Reba McIntyre song "The Greatest Man" it just tears me up. And it's pretty word for word true except the part where he never told her that he loved her. Daddy told me that every day. And I tell him I love him everyday, to this day.
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Yesterday I had fun. It was just so fun to be with a bunch of cool chicks who not only are extremely talented, but funny as heck. They are entering a hair styling competition and I shot some photos for their entry pieces. Y'all have got to go there. They have the AVEDA line of skincare and cosmetics which you can't even find around P'ville. They're by Moe's grill, next to Target.
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1. Technology is a cool thing. But, being so old that you have to get your stepchild to show you how to do something correctly is not. Thanks for helping Zach. I have recently become a user of facebook. LOVE IT!! I have found so many people that I lost contact with. I thought facebook was just for teenagers like Miley Cyrus to post obscene photos...but NO!!!! It's for old 30 somethings to connect with old friends too. Go to facebook and search for Tiffany Hughes and please become my friend. I know sounds first grade but neato mosquito.
2. LuLu broke her nose last week. Well, actually the cartilage in it. She's fine. Just a little yellow and swollen. She was hugging me from behind and slipped and fell on the hardwood floor before I knew what happened. Robert says she has my gracefullness. So after a trip to the doctor with two sick kids, we made it through the week.
3. I worked at the pharmacy this weekend and was cussed out on Saturday a total of 4 times. And told by a lady wearing a pink knit or crocheted hat or animal on her head that she was going to send her boyfriend back to get me. Ok...here's the thing. She got mad at me because I was helping a 90 year old man get his medicines straight and it took longer that she thought it should have taken. After thinking about it, I thought to myself...hmmmmm...should I really be afraid of a man who would love a woman who wore a pink crocheted growth on her head?
4. My cousin Lindsey is moving back to Nashville!! I'm so dang glad! She was my only "sister" when I was growing up, even though I had three. Long story..another post. One of her children is about the same age as Lulu and gosh knows LuLu needs a female friend to play with or she's gonna be a female linebacker.
5. I was reminded this week by one of my old college roomates that I eat salt on my ketchup. I guess that it's so normal to me, that it's not abnormal. Makes you wonder what else you do that ranks you right on up there with folks in a mental hospital that you think is perfectly normal.
6. I met someone this week that truly affected my life for the better. He came in to do an inspection for the fire department at the studio and we started talking. Well, he ended up saying a prayer for me before he left. I think he was an angel. Either straight from Heaven or one from earth, because God knew right then that I needed that and thought he'd be the best person for the job. Thanks Pete.
7. I'm starting a new support group called "friends don't let friends buy clearance holiday decor from WalMart". This weekend, WalMart actually marked their stash down to 90% off. Now, I'm all about a sale, but sweet mama, not on "spray snow", or velvet bows. Y'all know how I feel about that.
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Well, there was a bridal show last weekend that we couldn't attend because of prior engagements. And we feel bad that we weren't there. So here's the deal y'all get...
the next 3 brides that book with us in July, August, September and October will receive 25% off of packages worth $1500 or more. Of course, certain dates are reserved, but pretty good deal I think! But, you have to book within the next 2 weeks.
Spread the word...and sorry we didn't see y'all there!
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