Friday, July 31, 2009

Gettin' my nails did y'all...

Remember my Random Mumblings from Sunday. Well I went out and bought myself a nail kit because my nails are about to drive me crazy. This experience should be interesting because A) I don't know what I am doing because I bit my nails up until two weeks ago and 2) I am slightly OCD. Okay it's a LOT OCD.

Everything has to match and doing my nails is going to drive me up the wall because I know I just can't do it.

Your prayers are appreciated.

By the way, the powers that be, have finally decided to release the Hannah Montana Movie. I will be buying a copy and am not even close to being ashamed about it.

Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Wednesday is "Football" Day

According to my increasingly favorite friend, Urban Dictionary...

Football :
  1. American sport, not to be confused with wussy futbol(soccer). Football is a real man's game. Futbol is for foot faries who are afraid of contact sports
  2. A game where guys don spandex pants, helmets, and colorful jerseys. Men watch the sport for excitement, joy, or to appear masculine. Women watch the sport to ogle at the butts of hot, muscular, sweaty men.
I woke up the other morning and smelled the fresh grass on my way to work. It didn't smell like any old summer grass cut. Oh no, this was different. This grass had a hint of sweat to it.

It's football time in Oklahoma, girls.

In case you haven't read my little "About Me" section, I am a Sooner. I am EXTREMELY proud to be a Sooner and will have the part about being "Sooner Dead" on my tombstone. It is that serious.

And if that doesn't put it into perspective for you, this might...I refused to get married on a game day.

That's right. Me. NOT my husband.

In high school, my best friends were the football boys. I grew up knowing football, living football, eating football (cake) and sleeping football.

This didn't change when I went to college because I went to OU. And it wasn't about to change for my wedding day. People, you must have your priorities. In fact, in Oklahoma, there were some insurance videos by an Oklahoma insurance company that showed a bride with earbuds on during her wedding. That would have been me if it had been a worse case scenario.

I also happen to consider it part of God's divine plan that I was born in football season. What better way to celebrate your birthday than by being at a game? I realize that there are a million other reasons why I was born on September 10th and football is one of them. You can't convince me otherwise.

Now I realize that there are some who read this blog that are fans of schools from the SEC who think that I don't have a right to be so rowdy about my school because I am from the Big 12. And while the South no doubt is rooted deeply in the tradition known as football, so are we in the Big 12.

In fact, I'm not here to argue with you about which conference is better.

I'm just here to remind that there are 142 All-Americans from Oklahoma.
I'm also just here to remind you that there is a 47 game winning streak matched by no ONE owned by Oklahoma since WWII.
And it would be a disservice to you if I forgot to remind you that we have 42 conference championships.
It would be pure shame if I didn't let you know about our 5 Heisman trophy winners...and let's not forget our 63 national award winners.
And finally I'm just here to remind you of the 7 National Championships we've won.

How am I able to remind you of all of this? Well you see, I'm from the Home of Champions, my team plays in a football cathedral and we all learn our lessons from the School of Football. Mickey ain't got nothin' on our Sooner Magic.

And how is it that I know all of this? Well, I know all of this because THERE's ONLY ONE OKLAHOMA.

The rest are just posers. Ask Chase Daniels all about it. Then again he might be too busy picking his boogers to tell you about it.

Happy Wednesday.

Tuesday, July 28, 2009

Tuesday's High/Low

High: Brandon's summer school session is about to end!
Low: We're in the middle of final's week in summer.

High: Pay day is almost upon us.
Low: I spent quality time last night with the stomach bug again. It was not pretty.

High: I found the perfect gift for my dad's birthday next month.
Low: I need a tan again.

High: Brandon has less than a year until he graduates!
Low: More family drama has come into our if there wasn't enough already.

High: It is less than a month and a half away from my birthday.
Low: My hilites are next weekend. My hair looks like they needed them LAST week.

Sunday, July 26, 2009

Say what you need to say...

  • I still HATE moving. Our new apartment is on campus and it kinda looks like an extended dorm room. This will be fun decorating. However that will soon change as we're going to work a little a night to hang up our stuff. By the way, I have never had the "I want my own house so bad I can't stand it" bug. Well consider me part of that band wagon or committee or whatever you want to call it.
  • As I mentioned before we ate all fresh foods while we were in Iowa. I am now ready to be part of that group as much as possible as well. I feel better when I eat fresh foods. If we could afford it regularly, I would so be there.
  • My in-law came in this weekend to see the new place. They were gracious enough to get us groceries and a few toiletries. We both have wonderful families that help us even when they really shouldn't.
  • I get my nails done on a regular basis because I chronically bite my nails based upon the stress in my life. My nails popped off almost a week ago and I have yet to have the desire to bite them. My job has been very stressful here recently and still no nails gone. I filed them to make them even for my OCD self, and still no desire. You know what this means though...Mani's/Pedi's are waaaaaaay cheaper. So the hubs can't say a whole lot!
  • And speaking of getting my nails done, Ashley, the lady that does them let me borrow her iPhone to make a quick phone call to Brandon yesterday at a wedding. Touching iPhones are not good for someone who is trying to resist the tempation that is the iPhone.
  • I like the Hallmark Channel. They always have happy endings.
  • My MIL bought a bouncy ball today because it was super bouncy. It rang up to be $8. What kind of ball costs $8?????
  • I have had two new followers recently. And quite frankly, I feel kinda cool. But I can't look at one of the blogs. Hopefully, I'll get permission to be a follower of Prissy Southern Prep soon.
  • My little sister's best friend was married yesterday. They have been friends since grade school. It's surreal to me that my sister is getting to that age. Now all we need to do is find her a honey.
  • My husband had a birthday last week in the middle of our moving mess! He is 26!
  • Pray for Baby Stellan. His SVT is bad again.
  • I kinda want a snack before I go to bed. Think I'll work on that one.
  • I am ready to do something new in my life.
  • With that being said, I feel like I am a senior in high school again who is waiting to get out of this same small town again. Hope this year flies by.
  • Pay day is this Friday. Hoo-flippin'-ray!
  • "For the Love of the Game" is on AMC right now. I love a good sports movie.
  • Speaking of sports, I am ready for football season to be here! Boomer Sooner! Go Big Red!! PLUS Go Tigers!! And no I do not mean the LSU tigers, I am talking about mylittle bro and sis who will be playing football and cheering this year for junior high thankyouverymuch! And I need a new hoodie and some Toms for this season.
  • OOOOOOkay, I better get ready for tomorrow.

Saturday, July 25, 2009

shortest post in history...

Long story short, I am alive. I would like to tell you more about the many blog worthy moments of my life that happened this week. However, my in-laws are soon to descend upon our apartment. So I gotta cut and run. But I promise serious blogging is soon to be happenin' over at the RTH times!!

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Wednesday is "Saved by the Bell" Day

Well, I wake up in the morning,
And the 'larm gives out a warning,
And I don't think I'll ever make it on time.
By the time I grab my books,
And I give myself a look,
I'm at the corner, just in time to see the bus fly by.

It's all right, 'cos I'm Saved by the Bell.
-Saved by the Bell lyrics

According to urban dictionary:

Saved by the Bell: A televison show that showed what High School was all about....Reality shows? Bah! this one has them all beat. Even today this proves that in re-runs. Screech n the boyz keepin it real!

As you can see, I barely made it in time to post tonight. And since I'd like to think of myself as a somewhat creative person, I chose to say that I am finding all sorts of ways to procrastinate putting off this setting up house business by using one of my favorite shows that has the theme to go with it.

I had three goals for the evening. Two were accomplished so far. The last one will cause me to stay up past midnight. Not sure how much longer I can handle this staying up late business. It makes me very irritable.

I am closing for now. Sorry for the lame-O post. I have a bedroom and a husband to get organized.

Happy Wednesday!

Monday, July 20, 2009

Guess WHAT!

  1. We are in our new apartment.
  2. We are not unpacked in the slightest.
  3. The bed is made.
  4. I have an outfit picked out for work tomorrow.
  5. We have lots of homework to do.
  6. I HAVE THE INTERNET! So I can blog and read blogs!
  7. We have LOTS of unpacking to do.
  8. We need a shower curtain and a rod and some toiletries...but will have to wait for it until Friday. Yes, we are that broke.
  9. There is no TV in this house, but it will be tomorrow. I don't care because I have the INTERNET!
  11. I still hate moving.

Sunday, July 19, 2009

Meet my friend, Bum Etta...

Tonight was an ice cream social at our church. (I wound up not going because I have yet to sleep in since being back from Iowa.) This afternoon, my mom asked if we wanted her to make ice cream. Of course, we never turn down our mom's homemade ice cream. After lunch, my mom took my little brother to baseball practice and to what we assumed was the store.

My sisters and I decided that we would watch a movie and maybe take a nap in the process. Okay who are we kidding, we just wanted to find the right movie to take a nap to... In any case we were dozing off nicely when my mom came in and asked if we were going to the store any time soon to get the ingredients for the ice cream.


So we got up and ran out the door because we were on a schedule to get the ice cream made on time. I hesitated because I had on my pj shorts and one of my favorite softball t-shirts. They did not match in the slightest. My sister told me to stay, but I decided I had better go. I told my sister that I was going to stay in the car.

But then we arrived at the grocery store and she changed her tune.

"I really wish you'd come in with me so I make sure I get the right things."

I'm really sorry, but I have standards. And yet somehow, I went inside anyway praying that NO ONE I knew would be in the store.

My sisters tried to comfort me by pointing out people who looked like I did.

It didn't help and to top it off, they didn't have rock salt. So we had to make a trip to Wal-Mart. I had made it through one store there was no way that I could make it through another without seeing someone I know.

Wal-Mart didn't have any in stock either. Apparently everyone from First Baptist needed rock salt too. We sent our youngest sister to ask about salt possibly being in the back. While we were waiting, it happened.

We were talking about the upcoming wedding of our friend, Jessika when a lady from our church came up the aisle. I instantly pretended to be EXTREMELY interested in the flax seed behind me and my sister tried to stifle a laugh. What I really was doing was looking for enough space on the shelf to crawl up in there and hide!

Thankfully, she didn't say anything to us. But that isn't the end of this little story my friends.

Oh I was standing there feeling completely mortified it was then that a man in a full Irish kilt and regalia walked by. (I wish my phone wasn't so ridiculous or I would have taken a picture to show you.) He even had a feather on his beret.

I didn't feel like a leper anymore. I forgot about the fact that I looked like white trash. In fact, I felt better about what I was wearing.

And then I saw my reflection in the frozen section.

Bum Etta for sure.

Saturday, July 18, 2009


If you're a reader of this blog, you know that I don't bring up serious topics all that often. And if I do, I am more often than not very vague about them. I hate being this way, but quite frankly I feel that sometimes in the blogging world if we share serious sad/bad things the blog gets more attention. I am not even as opinionated as I normally am on here. Please understand that I don't hold it against anyone for being so open on their blogs. I just think it's crappy that it takes someone's suffering for another person to notice. I am just as guilty of this, I want you to know that.

Know that I am quite a serious person and if I wanted to complain on here (which I am doing right now in a roundabout way) I would have blog posts ready to go for the next two weeks. There are lots of CRAPPY things going down in my life right now. I am not as my dad would say, "sticking my head in the sand" about the problems.

I hope I don't sound like a total b at this point. I really am not trying to be this way at all. I just feel like I need to make this post.

I don't blog about things that make me mad/sad mostly because I am afraid of what could happen...

Seriously, I wish it was more legit than I am scared...but that is all I've got.

I am afraid that people will find my blog that I don't necessarily want to be found by.
I am afraid that I will hurt someone's feelings.
I am afraid that on the off chance I might actually be in public service one day I don't want anything to come back and haunt me.

I know these reasons might sound silly, especially the last one. And honestly, I wish I didn't care so much about what others think, but I do. If you are saying to yourself that you don't care what others think, you are lying to yourself to some degree. But I am as serious as a heart attack.

Quite frankly, since high school, I have wanted to become a great lawyer that breaks into the political scene. I am not from money, so if I get the opportunity it will be the good ole' American dream that will make it happen for me. I am smart, but feel like I blew my shot in college. I am not going to law school this fall and now I am at a serious loss of what I should do. I am supposed to have this great revelation from God by August 1 about what I am supposed to do and I've got nothing.

Some days, I still have this great desire to go out and be the first female President of the United States. And the next day some times thirty minutes later I wonder if not having time with my family on a regular basis will be worth it. More often than not I find myself comparing my life to my parent's lives. My mom gets to be with the kids in the summer. My dad does not. And then there is the question, do I want to be an attorney solely for the fact that it would mean I would get to show people that I am somebody? Or is it something that I really really want?

I honestly don't know anymore.

And this is only the tip of the iceburg.

Recently, I've been dreaming about my time in Norman. I miss my girls. I miss having a good friendship. The Lord has quietly been answering my prayers with a few new people. But there is no one here like Emily, Katherine, Jessi, Jessika, Susan, or Brittany here. I know I have been complaining about this problem since I started my blog a year ago, but it just isn't getting any better. I hate explaining myself on a regular basis about who I am. And for the past year and a half that is all I have done. It's not cool anymore. If you're in my life on a regular basis, you should know who I am.

And there are a few other family issues that are going on right now. It is nothing with my immediate family. It's with my extended family. Long story short, my mom is not being treated the way she should be. She is the most loving and giving person I know. If I have a heart for service, it came from her completely and totally. Annnnnnnnd the economy sucks, especially in the car business which is where my dad works and so it is really hard for my parents.

All in all life is just shitty. I am doing everything I can to keep afloat, but all of this crap is weighing me to my breaking point. I can't take much more disappointment in my life. I am ready for things to be okay for me and my family. I will keep trucking away to remain positive. I can't live my life stressed out. It's just too sad.

All I can say is please pray for us. (But don't feel sorry for us. That will just piss me off. In my opinion it is no better when boys let girls win a game. If we are going to get past this period in our lives, I don't want it to be because someone let us.)

And now that I have broken all of my rules I think I'll end this rambling post before I sound like Sarah Palin.

And I hate Sarah Palin. She might be worse than Dick Cheney.


Friday, July 17, 2009

If it was a snake it would have bit you.

When I was little, I may or may not have had a history of not finding things well. I used to walk into rooms and walk back out stating that I couldn't find things. My mother was not pleased or amused by this in the slightest.

It was so bad that one time I looked for a loaf of bread in the pantry and it was right in front of me and I didn't see it! My mother told me, "Samantha, if it was a snake it would have bit you."

Now I told you this story to tell you this one.

My parents went on a little getaway to celebrate their 30th wedding this week. Long story short, my parents are struggling right now and they needed this time for themselves. Please know it isn't anything with regards to their relationship. It is just a hard time for us all right now. It seems like all Americans are struggling in some way, shape, or form these days. If it isn't one thing it is another here lately. And the pool motor went out right before my parents left for their getaway. At this point, my dad took about all he could take and looked like he could cry. I have seen my dad cry twice. Once was at my pappaw's funeral and the other was at my wedding. So things are rough.

The getaway was good for them and he came home in a good mood.

When my dad got home he needed the building keys so he could get started on the motor for the pool. My husband, youngest sister and I had gone out the night before because we went to get the Harry Potter 6 and 7 books because Brandon has to know how things end. Anyway, my dad asked for the keys from Brandon.

So he checked his pockets in his pants.
Annnnd he checked his room.
Annnnd he checked his clothes drawers.
Annnnd he checked under the bed.

At this point, my dad commissioned us all on this search.

We soon scoured all rooms of the house. Made two trips out to the building looking at the ground checking to see if he dropped them on the way inside.

We went to the college to check to see if he left them at work.
We cleaned out his truck.

On the second trip looking through the living room, Brandon laid down to look under a chair again.

For some reason he decided to check his pockets again.

This time he checked ALL of them.

Okay, he may or may not have checked the first time, but clearly he didn't look hard enough because... IT WAS IN HIS LOWER CARGO POCKET!!!

I could have died from laughing so hard.

I of course said the magical sentence..."I'm going to blog about this." He told me to "knock myself out" and so I have.

My mother gave him the "if it was a snake it would have bit you" look. And I interpreted it for him readily.

He wasn't all that amused, but that's just too dang bad.

Happy Friday.

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Wednesday is "Copy Cat" Day!

According to Urban

Copy Cat: an obnoxious individual who, sickly, gets off on copying, imitating, emulating, simulating or miming the words, gestures and expressions of another individual. the copycat becomes easily amused and the other individual feels like sticking their foot up the copycat's you know what. typical of 6 year olds but not uncommon in 34 year old lawyers.

I don't think I get off on copying others, but today is just one of those days when ya gotta do somethin' easy. So today I am copycat-ing Brit whether it is obnoxious or not.

I give you the ABC game.

A-Age: Clearly this was not written by a female.
B-Birth date: Sept. 10th
C-Chore you hate: Cleaning up after dinner
D-Dog's name: Frankie. I wish I had an indoor doggie.
E-Enter or Exit: Enter?
F-Favorite color: Cherry Red, Turquoise, Pink, Black, Lime Green, well, I guess I like them all...except orange.
G-Gold or silver: White gold.
H-Hair color: BLONDE forever!
I-Instrument: I can play the piano very slowly.
J-Job Title: Sorry charlie...but you won't be finding that one out either.
K-Kids: I want them, but not right now.
L-Living arrangements: Moving into a new apartment with the husby and our soon to be new TURTLE!
M-Monkey or Moose: Monkey because it would mean that I would be in a warm environment most likely.
N-Nicknames: Sam, Sambo
O-Odd thing about you: I did not have my tonsils out until I was 19.
P-Pet Peeve: People who don't get their facts straight.
Q-Quote from a movie: You're not going to use the story, Mr. Scott? No, sir. This is the West, sir. When the legend becomes fact, print the legend. - The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance
R-Right/Left Handed: Right
S-Siblings: 3, two younger sisters and one younger brother
T-Time you wake up: 6 if shower day, 6:30 if not. Weekends: Saturday I sleep in if I can, Sundays are 8
U-Underwear: Excuse me, I wear panties thank you.
V-Veggie you dislike: peas!
W-What makes you run late: Forgetting things...make-up bag, lunch, etc.
X-X-Rays: I've only had them when I go to get my teeth cleaned.
Y-Yummy food you make: Bacon Cheddar Ranch Dip
Z-Zoo Animal: Lions, Tigers and Bears, OH MY!

Happy Wednesday!

Tuesday, July 14, 2009

Tuesday's High/Low

High: Today is my parent's 30th wedding anniversary. I had TWO margheritas to celebrate.
Low: Our air conditioner went out in our room. It was caused by someone, but I am not saying who...

High: I might get to see my grandparents who are from Las Vegas.
Low: Had to clean up the house before they get here.

High: Actually happy to help so it is one less thing my mom has to do on this special day.
Low: I have been dragging major hiney this week as I have started back to work.

High: Both Jessica Simpson and Nick Lachey are single again which can mean only one thing...they could reconcile!!
Low: I haven't had hiccups when drinking since Thanksgiving. This could be bad.

High: Lots of people at work told me how much they missed me. Very nice to know you're needed.
Low: I am now behind and am furiously trying to play catch-up.

High: I am going to be in bed by 11:30pm
Low: this is the earliest I have been to bed all week!

Happy Tuesday!

Monday, July 13, 2009

Summer Time! Sum sum summa time!

I would like to take this time to say that I am alive and totally caught up on my blog reading. We had a wonderful time in Iowa. I got to eat fresh food every day from the cow to the green bean. It was all fresh and I loved it.

And I promise to write my blog post later, but for now....


And by the way...I did NOT go without a shower this morning after going for 3 days without a shower. Not me!

And the Not me Mondays are not growing on me after reading them for almost a year.

But I digress.

I've got a cannon ball contest to win.

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Wednesday is "Vera Bradley" Day.

I found the definition from Urban Dictionary. No I am not kidding you.

Vera Bradley: A line of handbags and accessories produced by the Vera Bradley company. Founded by Patricia Miller and Barbara Bradley-Baekgaard (whos mother, Vera, gives her name to the company). The company usually produces their products out of cotton quilt material, and are known for being light weight and easy washable. Styles and colors are many, with names like Java Blue, Citrus, and Alpine Black. Most colors are available in all styles. Also worth notable mention is the Vera Bradley Breast Cancer Foundation. Two colors, Hope Toile and New Hope, were created so that a portion of each purchase of an item in that color would go to the foundation. Until recently, Vera Bradley bags have been most popular in the South, whereas they can now be found on college campuses nationwide.

When packing for a trip anywhere, the girls in my family look like a walking advertisement for this company. We even have my grandma hooked...she's from Iowa. The boys on the other hand look like a bunch of rag tag muffins. I have tried on numerous occasion to convince my husband that I NEED the travel collection so we can match. But he isn't convinced because he thinks I just want it to add to my collection and he refuses to have his clothes toted around in Vera.

You can't blame a girl for tryin' right?

Either way, we look good when we travel.

Happy Wednesday!

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

Tuesday's High/Low

High: Bought the new Tyler Perry movie, "Madea Goes to Jail". It is hilarious!
Low: The Wal-Mart here doesn't do the movie specials like Norman Wal-Mart does. So I paid $20 bucks instead of $17.

High: I am on day 2 of my vacation.
Low: I only have 5 more days.

High: I got two new coloring books, crayons and markers!
Low: The Crayola Company is quite proud of their prices these days.

High: I am getting good at pinching pennies.
Low: Pinching pennies isn't always fun.

Happy Tuesday.

Sunday, July 5, 2009

the question that I haven't really addressed...

So, what are you plans now that you've not been accepted to law school?

My education plans...I guess I haven't really talked about it on the ole' blog all that much have I?

I think this has happened for two reasons. I am torn on what I should be doing. Tentatively, I am set to re-apply this fall and to take the LSAT again. I will apply to more schools and then if I am accepted, we'll move to where I have been accepted upon Brandon's graduation all the while praying that Brandon finds a job in that city. All of the places I am applying are metro areas, so hopefully that will make things easier as far as the job front is concerned for Brandon.

HOWEVER, on the other hand, I really wanted God to make things happen and to fall into place if this law school thing was to be. So i am not sure if I should be done with it all together and move on or what.

So for this on the other hand issue, I have just decided to table it and pray about it until August.

When I am on the road back and forth to work is when I do my prayin' most of the time. The other reason for my lack of blogging is that I guess I didn't really expect myself to take the rejection so hard. I feel like it has been a grieving process and slowly but surely all the parts are coming together of things I need to hear and discuss to make this better. I guess there is a second part to my first thought. If I wind up reapplying and am not accepted again, I will get the fact that I am not supposed to be a lawyer. At that point, Brandon has free rein to apply wherever in the United States that he wants.

I am really hoping we wind up somewhere warm because I HATE the cold weather.

Hopefully God will take this into consideration...he seems to have so far as everything he has found is in California or Texas. Once we get to his new job, I'll get alternatively certified as a teacher...probably history/English and then while I'm teaching, I'll go for my masters. I have never had any desire to stay in Small Town, America.

I shot out of town the first chance I got and have the itch again to be gone soon. So we'll see how this plays out.
As time has passed and I have spoken with various people about it, I am getting better. I have a new outlook on things and I can only hope for the best.

Actually, I should plan on the best, because that is what God is going to have for us.

Happy Sunday.

Saturday, July 4, 2009

When in the Course of human events it becomes necessary for one people to dissolve the political bands which have connected them with another and to assume among the powers of the earth, the separate and equal station to which the Laws of Nature and of Nature's God entitle them, a decent respect to the opinions of mankind requires that they should declare the causes which impel them to the separation.

We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness. — That to secure these rights, Governments are instituted among Men, deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed, — That whenever any Form of Government becomes destructive of these ends, it is the Right of the People to alter or to abolish it, and to institute new Government, laying its foundation on such principles and organizing its powers in such form, as to them shall seem most likely to effect their Safety and Happiness. Prudence, indeed, will dictate that Governments long established should not be changed for light and transient causes; and accordingly all experience hath shewn that mankind are more disposed to suffer, while evils are sufferable than to right themselves by abolishing the forms to which they are accustomed. But when a long train of abuses and usurpations, pursuing invariably the same Object evinces a design to reduce them under absolute Despotism, it is their right, it is their duty, to throw off such Government, and to provide new Guards for their future security. — Such has been the patient sufferance of these Colonies; and such is now the necessity which constrains them to alter their former Systems of Government. The history of the present King of Great Britain is a history of repeated injuries and usurpations, all having in direct object the establishment of an absolute Tyranny over these States. To prove this, let Facts be submitted to a candid world.

No one speaks like this anymore. There are a lot of conversations being held right now about health care, Iraq, GM & Chrysler, abortion, gay rights, but when we talk about being proud of our country there are a lot of people who shut down very quickly.

If you were born in this country, you should be proud of this country. If you have family that came over here like I do, be proud of the tradition that they brought with them. Be proud of how those two worlds meshed. Be proud of the men and women that have fought for your freedom. Be proud of your family for making the decision to come to this country so that their grandchildren and great-grandchildren aka you and me could have opportunities they couldn't. Be proud of your accomplishments.

Be proud of yourself completely.

Be proud if you are Catholic, Southern Baptist or Jewish.

Be proud if you are Italian, Irish, or Chinese.

Be proud of the color of your skin.

Be proud of your college degree.

Be proud of the struggle you face when fighting for your dream.

Be proud of your cute haircut that drives your husband crazy.

Be proud of who you are.

Be proud of being an American.

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Wednesday is "Birthday List" Day

Birthday List: an outline of one's wishes for one's birthday

I realize that it is July 1 and my birthday is in September, but I am posting my list now.

I want one of three things:
  1. cold hard cash
  2. lilly pullitzer perfume...the blue bottle
  3. OU diploma frame
Thank you.This list might be subject to change if you come up with a better idea...or I get one of these things before then.

Happy Wednesday!

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Hi y'all! The name's Samantha. You can call me Sam if you like. I am a lover to a boy I met at Falls Creek in the summer of 2005, that is a student of Jesus, a Sooner born and Sooner bred and when I die I'll be Sooner dead, Democrat by party, blonde to the core, and oldies but goodies kind of girl.
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