The Circus is turning five next month. The personality this kid has got on her is something else and nothing that I ever thought a five year old could possess. I’m already considering pre-checking myself into the local mental health hospital because if this continues and her personality grows as she grows, I don’t know how I’ll…
Freak Show Fridays
Freak Show Friday: Things Southern Baptist Kids Say When They Grow Up
As you should know by now, I grew up in a small town. A very small southern town. At the time, I didn’t think so, but it really was a grand way to grow up. I grew up beside corn and cows. We had cable and as I grew up we slowly went from 17…
Freak Show Friday: The Stones, Conway, Dolly and Jerry Hall among other things.
Grunt Labor has been pissed at me for like the last three weeks because I haven’t had a new Freak Show Friday. Yes, I dropped the ball, but in my defense it’s been crazier than when the patients take over the asylum up in here. As I was thinking about what to write for Freak…
Freak Show Friday: Did you put your college party panties on?
Last Tuesday night on a whim, Grunt and I decided to see if our babysitter was available for Saturday night. It had been far too long since we’d gone out. Mama and Daddy needed a break, a drink and conversation that didn’t revolve around Shimmer and Shine from the Nick Jr. channel. Lucky for us,…
Freak Show Friday: Quotes from Last Night | Volume Two
Instead of titling this post “Quotes from Last Night, Round Two” or “Part Two”, I went with “Volume Two.” I just felt like using the word volume made it seem more profound, more important. And these quotes are of the utmost importance and profoundness….<—-that might not be an actual word. If you missed the first…
Freak Show Friday: The Great Christmas Screw-Up of 2016
I would not consider myself a “Pinterest Mom.” I try really hard to do cute little crafts and things with the Circus, but 9 times out of 10, I end up reaching for the Paint with Water Lisa Frank book rather than making something constructed with pipe cleaners, glitter and an old juice bottle. And…
Freak Show Friday: You might have been at our Christmas party if…
Last Saturday was the annual Christmas party at our house. Every year, although there was a three year hiatus when parenthood was really putting a strain on our social life, we hold a Christmas party. We have lots of food and booze, but the deal is you must bring a toy or other item for…
Freak Show Friday: Quotes from Last Night
You’ve seen the Texts from Last Night thing, right? It’s a collection of texts that should have never been sent, but for our own entertainment, we’re so glad those people hit the send button. Our group doesn’t have those texts. Instead, throughout the night I keep a running list in my phone of fantastic things…
Freak Show Friday: The Yard Sale Chronicles
My friends and I have two or three yard sales a year. We’re starting to consider ourselves professionals. In fact, I even wrote about our best tips for yard sales in this post. Of course, one of the reasons our yard sales are so successful is because not only do we get entertainment from many…
Freak Show Friday: The Emotional Roller Coaster that was the CMA Awards
Ya’ll. For the first time in years, I watched the CMA awards show live. Normally, I record the show and save it for the weekend because I tend to drink a little more than I should during the awards and I need that extra time on the weekends to recover. In fact, you may remember…
Freak Show Friday: 6 Signs You Had a Successful Redneck Staycation
For the second year in a row, we’ve been hurricaned out of our fall break vacation. We were supposed to spend part of the week in the Isle of Palms, our favorite beach just outside of Charleston and then a couple of days in Savannah, but Mother Nature said forget that. Instead, we hunkered down at…
Freak Show Friday: The Christening Party
I should really have more things to tell you about the 70’s Landing Pad Christening party than I do. Here’s the thing though. It was one of those nights where you just get caught up having a great time and you forget to write down all the quotes that could have been prime Saturday Night…
Freak Show Friday: September, we’re breaking up. (And other ramblings.)
You know, September is really a tease. At the beginning of the month, I was all like “Yes! The Circus starts back to preschool, I’ll be able to get all these projects done and hopefully find that long-lost resemblance of a life I once had!” And then it all went to hell in a hand…
Freak Show Friday: We’re with the groom. Obviously.
If you didn’t read last week’s Freak Show Friday, then stop right now and read it. This week’s is a follow-up to last week’s. You see when southerners meet New York, you simply can’t fit it all into one freak show. Last week, I left off at when we had arrived in Rye, New York,…
Freak Show Friday: We barely made it here with shoes on.
The man of questionable honor got married last weekend. Carrie Bradshaw once said that people go to New York for two reasons: love and labels. Well, Brandon had a new job title waiting on him there and then he conveniently fell in love. He’s a NYC success story as well as a Tinder one. <—–…
Freak Show Friday: Moms and the City
I would not consider myself and my group of “mom friends” hip. This is nothing they wouldn’t agree to themselves, so don’t worry that I’m offending them. My mom friends and I, with the exception of one of us, have been friends since we were in elementary school. We go way back and after a…
Freak Show Friday: If you’ll be our surrogate, I’ll buy you a pool.
There are few people in this world you make a connection with where nothing you say can phase them. You can call them an asshole and they won’t bat an eye, but they may laugh at you. You can say you’re jumping in the truck, getting the heck out of dodge and never coming back. Most…
Freak Show Friday: A night to remember.
I have two very serious weaknesses. Cheap beer and country music. Specifically 80’s and 90’s country music – the good stuff. If the two are combined for a long period of time in more than normal doses, then you can bet your last dollar I will end up going back and forth between crying and laughing by…
Freak Show Friday: This is my confession.
I don’t claim to be a professional DIYer. Wait, is it even possible to be a professional DIYer? I’m not sure, but anyway, I’m probably not one. I’m just a girl who loves decorating, can use power tools, but a jigsaw isn’t her favorite. I tend to come up with these awesome ideas for building projects…
Freak Show Friday: This is 31.
When I was about to turn 25, I had a playlist on my iPod titled “I’m not going to be 25.” For me, 25 was like the gateway to 30 – and that was terrifying. When you’re in elementary school and they teach you to round numbers to the nearest tenth, then if it’s five,…
Freak Show Friday: You look like one of those women from the Robin Hood time period.
At some point, I became quite the feminist. That’s not to say I didn’t believe in women being equal to men and getting equal opportunities as men before, it’s just that now I’ve lived more. I’ve learned more. And multiple times, when I got caught in some double standard situation because I was a girl, it…
Freak Show Friday: File That Under Something I Never Thought Grunt Labor Would Say
There are many things Grunt Labor has said that I never dreamed he would utter. Of course, the first instance was when we had just been dating for a few weeks and he got all serious on me and said “Wow, this is really turning into something good.” Well damn, I thought we were just having fun….
Freak Show Friday: Laters, yo.
I really have no idea what wordage is popular to use these days. I’m somehow sure it’s not laters and/or yo and certainly not the two put together, but it’s the first thing that came to mind for this post, so I just went with it. Because that’s how I roll. It’s the end of a very long, very hectic week where my ability to gauge my coolness is shattered. That’s a lie. That ability has never existed.
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Freak Show Friday: You’re So Goat.
Last Friday, I had a conversation with my 10-years-younger-than-me cousin via text message. She said I was the GOAT. I had no effing clue what she meant. I told her that along with an emoticon of a goat and #oldladyproblems. She said it meant “Greatest of all Time” but she preferred to picture it as…
