The Weekend Gig

From 9 to 5,

 he resides in the far cubicle from the door typing legal briefs and depositions.

  Weeknights, 

John attends Florida A&M Law School. 

 Daily,

 he is Emma’s daddy and Sarah’s husband.  

Weekends,

 he charms Disney’s magical world as Mickey Mouse.

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Jump into Vacation!

NaBloPoMo asks:

What is something you would like to jump into if you had more time and or money?

     For me, a person who hasn’t experienced a true vacation since my honeymoon almost 15 years ago, I would like to jump into the car and go on vacation with my husband and my kids.  I have never flown before, so I am a little hesitant to jump onto an airplane, but if money was really no object I would be all for doing that too!


     Where would I go?  There are so many places I would love to go and see that it would be hard to figure out where I would like to start.  I would love to go to all the Disney theme parks in Florida and experience The Wizarding World of Harry Potter.  I am not big on rides but know that these particular places have lots to offer the whole family.  I would love to jump into the ocean and ride the surf up to the beach.  Any beach and ocean would do.  The only ocean I have ever seen or swam in is the Atlantic, and I would love to again.

        If time and money weren’t an issue I would love to fly to England and explore the castles and the picturesque landscapes that I have only seen in pictures.  I would go to Paris to see the Eiffel Tower for myself, and to Venice to ride in a gondola under the Bridge of Sighs at least once.

     I would love to explore the caves of Kentucky, the lakes of Michigan, and the mountains of the west.  I would love to go to Washington DC and immerse myself in the history I would find there.  I guess if you get right down to it, the main answer to this question is if I had more time with my husband and kids and more money I would be jumping into a mode of transportation and going somewhere, anywhere, and seeing the world until next time when I give you another glimpse into the life of a trucker’s wife.

Would I Stay or Would I Go??

     Today the brilliant minds at NaBloPoMo want to know whether I would rather stay or go.  That all depends on what my options are, so let’s just explore a few for clarity.

1.  Would I rather stay home or go back to work?  I am used to being home, and although the paycheck and extra money is appealing, if I have the choice I will stay home.

2.  Would I rather stay home or go to see Nickelback, or Ozzy Osbourne, or any of my favorite singing groups live in concert?  I want to go!! Sign me up!! I am so there, jumping up and down, screaming, throwing fresh panties on the stage! (I have always wanted to do that, not exactly sure why… but hell, it sounds like fun!)







3.  Would I rather stay home or go to jury duty? Well, that is a no brainer.  No one wants to serve jury duty.  Although at this point my kids are at school all day, and I don’t have an excuse.  With no trains to catch, I can still think of more fun things to do than THAT.

4.  When I quit college and came home I remember my Dad coming into my room.  I remember bracing myself for a good telling off.  Instead he sat there silent for a few minutes.  Then he hit me with “Since you aren’t doing anything now, do you want to go to Disney World?”  Sphincter says what??  Can I get a hell yeah??  You would not have to ask me twice about any vacation destination.  I would be packing my bags and making plans before you changed your mind.  I would go!!





5.  Do I want to go grocery shopping and pay bills? Do I have a choice?  I would rather stay home, but a body has to eat and the bills must be paid so I will go dragging my feet all the way.  It is never fun to watch a wad of cash dwindle to nothing.

   

         Bottom line if I am sure of a fun time, count me in.  If I know it is just going to be a nightmare from hell then I will drag my heels and beg not to be forced to go.  Most of the time, I am game for just about anything because I don’t get out much.  It never hurts to blow the stink off your a$$ every now and then until next time when I give you another glimpse into the life of a trucker’s wife.

The Irresistibly Sweet Blog Award

      Recently I was awarded the “Irresistibly Sweet Blog Award” from November Rain at Bloggit Write.  A big heart felt thank you for thinking of me!  I am honored! The time has come for me step up to the plate and fulfill the requirements and pass this lovely little award on to someone who doesn’t already have it and is equally worthy.  I must share 7 things about me and pass the award along so here goes nothing!




7 Things about Me…

1.  My first part time job was as a sound engineer.  I mixed the sound board and set the mikes for several productions that were held in the auditorium of my high school including the theatrical presentation of “Don Quixote”.  I also was the girl behind the scenes mixing the boards for every production that graced the stage during my time in high school from “Fiddler on the Roof” to “Damn Yankees”.  Because of this and the fact that I spent my youth running all over the countryside with my mom to Oak Ridge Boys concerts I was convinced I wanted to be a sound engineer when I grew up.  It was a burning desire that quickly flickered out when I discovered home was where my heart was.


         2.  I love to read.

         3.  I used to work in the lab at a company that makes diabetes test strips.  I spent 4-6 hours a day dipping test strips into vials of random blood and pee and recording my readings.  It was a pretty cool job.  I even got to wear a white lab coat and look all official.


          4.  I love cats and dogs.  


          5.  I attended the CMA award show in Nashville, Tennessee when I was 18 years old.  Lionel Richie performed that year and it was a thrill to get to rub elbows with all the stars and the music business elite at the post award show party at the Opryland Hotel afterwards.


           6.  I love to go camping!! Of course I do it in a very nice travel trailer.  I can’t imagine roughing it in a tent!! UGH!

  7.  When I was little I wanted to be an animator at Disney, marry Prince Charming, and live happily ever after in Cinderella’s castle in the heart of Disney World.  Ahhh, the lofty aspirations of a preschooler!  This last week I was tickled to redesign my website and create an avatar of me. It was so much fun!! I am living the dream. LOL


     That wasn’t too painful!  Now without further ado…here are the folks, in no particular order,  I think are irresistibly sweet and talented writers in their own right!  I absolutely love visiting their blogs and reading what they have to say and I am sure you will too!


1.   Kat at “My View through Kat Eyes”
2.   Tim at “I Never Wanted to Be a Fireman”
3.    Feathered Pen at “My Feathered Pen”
4.    Daphne at “My Distant Husband”
5.    Suzy at “Someday, Somewhere”
6.    Theresa at "Life in My Little Corner"


     Congratulations to each of you!  You are all irresistibly sweet bloggers and I look forward to  reading more of your work until next time when I give you another glimpse into the life of a trucker’s wife.

It’s My Life, One Day at A Time!- BFF 130

     It’s my life, one day at a time with attitude. Isn’t it amazing that when you are a kid, even a teenager…your head is full to overflowing with dreams and big plans which include being rich and famous, the happily ever after, and the whole enchilada. I was no different than any other teenager. I had the world by the a$$ and had it all figured out, or so I thought.



    I graduated near the top of my class. The next four years were planned out. I was off to college, off to conquer the world, off to make a life for myself. It was going to be a great life. Then I went off to school and it did not turn out quite like I planned. I realized after a few short months that my heart just was not in it. I struggled. It turned out, it really was not where I belonged. I was homesick from the onset and drove 8 hours home every weekend.  Since I was in Nashville, Tennessee my mom could not resist having an excuse to spend time at the Opryland Hotel , visit, shop, and hang out whenever she could sneak away from home.  

      When my dad called up one day and told her she had to go home and deal with the leaves, I grabbed my a$$ and all my possessions, quit school, and went home too right behind her. Just like that. I remember being afraid to confront my Dad about quitting school.  It was to late to get any refund.   He came into my room and sat down on my bed, and was silent for a few minutes. I was bracing myself for a real telling off, when he shocked me by saying…”Well, since you are home and not doing anything else, how would you like to go to Disney World ??” Excuse me?? Sphincter says what??? Can I get a “Hell Yeah!!!” ?? Needless to say, my folks were the epitome of cool and deliciously unpredictable.

     I gave up all sense of planning the day my mother’s kidneys failed, and when she was diagnosed with multiple myeloma we began living each day as if it were her last. The day came when it was her last and all to soon, she was gone. In my overwhelming grief, my life whirled out of control, lost meaning, and direction. I quit planning and dreaming. It was an effort to get from one day to the next. I didn’t eat. I didn’t sleep. I went to work, and came home. I mourned, and did it well. Eventually my body rebelled. I developed a bleeding ulcer, lost oodles of weight, and after I collapsed at work, my family doctor sat me down and told me I had to get a grip. My mom wouldn’t want me like this. Slowly I returned to the land of the living determined that I would never hurt that badly ever again.  Seems like I had no control over that either.

     When I first became pregnant, I was caught up with the excitement of a new baby. I allowed myself to plan again with excitement. I had heard the baby’s heartbeat. I had felt the baby move. Then one day I went to have an ultrasound. The technician left me and came back with a phone saying my doctor wanted to speak to me. Over the phone he broke the news that my unborn baby was dead. My world shattered. My life fell back into the one day at a time pattern. I vowed no more plans, no more dreams, no more trying to get pregnant. I was done. I was prepared to take each day as it came and to quit hoping for tomorrow.  Much like Scarlett O'Hara, I swore not to think about that now...I would think about that tomorrow...or never if that was the way things went.

     As fate would have it, I was eventually blessed with a husband that I adore and two children who have become the light of my life. I have had homes, and lost them. I have lost even more family members to deaths unyielding grip.   Today I accept it as part of life. I live my life searching for everyday blessings,wisdom,  and invariably find humor and good in most everything. I no longer look past tomorrow, it is just enough to get through today. It’s my life, it’s now or never, one day at a time.  Until next time when I give you another glimpse into the life of a trucker’s wife.