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Here I am world! I'm a mother of 3, born and raised in a wonderful small town. Married to a man I met when I was 15 years old and vowed my future to 6 years later. We lead a pretty simple life. So, why create a blog? The short answer: I Love to Write. I always have. I love telling stories about my little family & the self-made sitcom that we reside in every day.

Need a more meaningful explanation? I don't shy away from revealing details about myself; especially if I think it can be helpful to others.--whether it is comic relief, a renewed sense of empowerment, or a reminder that everyone has a bad day. Social media has allowed me to document special memories, fleeting moments, disappointments and late night reflections; and with the tap of a button I can share it all with hundreds of my "closest friends". It was a pleasant surprise to discover that not only were people actually reading my posts but several of them appreciated the honesty behind them. Hence, a blog is born. Nothing fancy, simply chronicling my journey as I grow, screw up, try again & again, fall flat on my face...again, then get back up and keep on going while I laugh, cry & love.

Yes, I have a warm & mushy core. It is surrounded by several layers of lively, opinionated, Cajun, fun loving, country girl goodness and it's all sealed in tight with a generous coating of unadulterated madness. So please, stop by often, because seven out of ten voices residing in my brain promise that "we sure to pass a good time". 

Sunday, January 26, 2014

"Sneaux Day" Cajun Style

  • So, in true Michelle fashion, this post is a few days late... sorry, apparently the extreme cold put my body into a state of shock. On the bright side, I'm happy that I did not get to post this Friday or even Saturday because it would have been filled with sarcasm about how we crazy Cajuns handle it when the thermometer drops below 32 degrees and then on the "rare occasion" the forecast predicts even the slightest chance of snow flurries: ALL HELL BREAKS LOOSE. Actually, not really, the state just shuts down, we cook gumbo and throw a party for every one with in walking distance (because there's no way we can be expected to drive in those conditions).
  • The reason I am happy that life interfered with my blogging agenda is because our local forecast indicates MORE SNOW for this Tuesday. Ok, so maybe hell didn't break loose, it just froze over. *yuck*yuck*yuck* Call me the queen of knee slapper originality. Anyway, since the weatherman predicts I will have more material to blog about, compliments of Mother Nature, I'm just going to end this with a video I created to commemorate the FIRST snow day of 2014. It demonstrates how we roll... and slip... and fall... down here during the Polar Vortex. Enjoy & don't forgot to leave a comment to let me know how I'm doing with this whole blog thing. Seriously, I can take it. Just don't make any snide comments about my kids or I will hunt you down, stuff you with garlic, smother you with onions and serve you over rice!

    Thursday, January 23, 2014

    "Ils sont parti!"

    • Pooh-yie! There's nothing like starting a race with the crazy horse leading the pack right out of the gate. I will begin by apologizing to everyone that suffered through reading my inaugural post. I guarantee that I proofread it four times before I published it, yet somehow failed to notice that it was a jumbled mess (complete with run on sentences, missing words, etc.). No Sleep + Alarm Clock Telling Me to Get in the Shower + I'm So Excited to Write My 1st Post = Not the Best Time to Establish Yourself to the Blog Universe. That little nugget of advice is free of charge. No need to thank me. Nevertheless, I've since corrected it. To anyone that is still following me after that less than stellar kick off, much love and gratitude goes out to you.
    • Now, to further demonstrate why I had no business publishing anything early this morning, I present to you "Cray Cray Exhibit B": My oldest son, Jackson, had a 7:30 a.m. orthodontist appointment this morning. This required all five of the human beings that reside here to be awake, fed, dressed and on the road for 7 a.m. If this is not a painful and daunting task for you and your family... WHATEVER!... Go reward yourself with a cookie while I speak to the rest of the class. At 7:10 a.m. it was apparent that we had failed miserably, seeing that our 2 year old daughter was still in her nightgown, sporting the equivalent of a bird's nest in her hair and eating waffles so slowly, she may have actually traveled back in time. The hubster graciously advised that Jackson & I should head out to the appointment while he stayed behind and tended to our two younger offspring, (both clearly share a common genetic code with the sloth family of South America). Thankfully, even though we left later than planned, we reached our destination ten minutes early. Feeling proud and accomplished, we waited for the staff to unlock the front door. Before that could even happen, an employee just arriving, spots me and asks, "You're not here for Jackson? His appointment is tomorrow morning." I shake my head "no" as I quickly search the calendar on my phone to confirm that she is wrong. Sure thing. There it is, hilited in bright green: ORTHO APPT./ FRIDAY, JANUARY 24... Whomp-Whomp-Whooooomp! With Jackson's sleepy eyes now searing into my brain, a very nice ex co-worker chimes in, "Oh well, you were just practicing for tomorrow." We all chuckle (except for Jackson) and I make sure to tell the dental assistant to write a note on tomorrow's appointment book that we arrived early today, just in case I'm running 10 minutes late tomorrow. I called Marty to make him aware of the mix up, we meet up so he can deposit the rest of my crew into my vehicle and I shuttle the boys off to school.
    • On the bright side, while rushing out the door at the crack of dawn I did manage to get a picture of this amazing sunrise over the river. So, all was not lost with this morning's memory malfunction.
    • Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to do my best to convince my daughter to settle down for an early nap. Even the voices in my head are starting to doze off.

    Ta - Daaaaaa!

    Welcome! Welcome, one & all! Don't be shy.
    Step right up for your free admission to the freak show that is my mind...

    • Over the last two decades, I've been told on several occasions that I should have my own sitcom based on my life and/or I should write a book. Well, here it is, in my opinion it's the next best thing -- My Very Own Blog! I'm going to be honest, I'm pretty nervous about this new hobby of mine. I love to write. It has always been a source of release for me. Feel free to ask my parents and my husband; every time there was a situation that I did not feel comfortable confronting them about, I would put it all down on paper. Many a times, much to their dismay, I really put it ALL down on paper. If anyone happens to be reading this and you are not familiar with me personally, you will soon realize that I tend to have a flair for the dramatic. I don't remember ever working on a project or event and uttering the words, "Nah, I think that would be over kill." So, while at the moment I am nervous about putting my thoughts out there in the universe in a forum that will allow wild abandonment of carefully filtered sentiments; I'm pretty confident that I have some family and friends who will be praying the rosary more often while asking for divine intervention to keep me from making a spectacle of everyone involved. To all of those that I love dearly, I promise that I will keep your names and situations out of my posts... unless, of course, it is required to explain a back story or it's just too damn good to pass up. In that case, I'm just going to apologize to y'all now for future embarrassment.
    • Right now, I'm pretty excited and my fingers are itching to keep on typing, but unfortunately, I have stayed awake all night designing my page and it's time to jump in the shower and start my day. Before I go, let me leave you with this: While trying to decide on a name for my blog (which by the way, is just a strange word in itself), I ran into several brick walls because the list of names I had originally chosen were already in use. This made me realize that in this world there are several people who think like me! Just let that image marinate in your brain for a moment. If you and I are well acquainted, I'm pretty sure the hair on the back of your neck is standing straight up. Have a great day! I'll be back here later to empty more of the clutter that accumulates in my skull.