Optimism, Football, and Thanksgiving Flu

Nothing I have to say right now warrants its own post, so you’re getting a combo post. I’ll give you a second to get over your giddiness.



Henry has the flu. I KNOW. A holiday week with a sick kid? OF COURSE!!

Yesterday, Jason took him to the doctor with the symptoms that had really shown up only about 10 hours earlier. Quick and bad. That’s how the flu looks. Positive test. Of course.

I skipped out of work a little early because it was pouring rain, we had no customers, and Jason had some work calls he needed to take care of. When I got home, the first words Henry said to me were, “Having the flu stinks, Mom.”

Yes it does.

The good thing is, we aren’t traveling for the holidays and he’s already feeling a little better. At least his fever isn’t 102 anymore.


Let’s talk football. Specifically, Auburn Football. Here’s where the “Optimism” part of the title comes from.

Pre-season, I had Auburn finishing number 10 in the BCS for our office pool. People in my office ACTUALLY LAUGHED AT ME. Of course they did. We went 3-9 last year and honestly, probably shouldn’t have won those 3 games.

So I had us at number 10. There’s part of me that’s so proud that I had the optimism and hope to put us there, while at the same time, there’s part of me that’s pissed that I was so pessimistic to put us WAY DOWN THERE at number 10.

While sitting at number 4, with our eyes staring down the barrel of the Iron Bowl, the end of the season looks sweet. Whether we win or lose, this 2013 Auburn team has led won of the most amazing comeback seasons ever.

This weekend I’ll be heading over (as long as I don’t catch the flu from Henry) to do my “mosey and mooch” brand of tailgating.

After being there for the Georgia game, I really got the bug.


I need more Auburn in my life. I need to be in the city and around the campus and with my people. I spent so many years spending every single home game Saturday in Athens, I have just really noticed how much I missed Auburn and our Spirit That Is Not Afraid.


Other random tidbits of trivia:

I met the super cool Mir at an event last week. She’s adorable and I may have a blogger crush on her now. The event may have been at the University of Georgia. I also may have had the score of the Auburn/Georgia game written on my thigh. (However, I left the hat, bag, and shaker at home.)


The Listen To Your Mother: Atlanta site is live! Go check it out and share it in all the places you can! We will be filling that space with fun posts, announcements, and other excitement!

My Grannie’s geraniums are still blooming and they make me smile. Her front porch was always lined in pink and red geraniums, from Spring until the first real cold in the Fall.

It’s strange not having the pre-Thanksgiving talk about who’s bringing what to Thanksgiving at Grannie’s. It’s even MORE strange to have to buy cornbread dressing. One of my biggest regrets is not having her teach me to make her biscuits and dressing. At least I have the salmon patties down pat.


I want to wish all of you a VERY Happy Thanksgiving. I’m thankful for each and every one of you. May your families be blessed.

Oh, and War Eagle!

Wordless Wednesday: Finishing

Wine & Dine Half Marathon Weekend.

1 mile run – 8:20 finish.

He flew over the finish line.

HL Finish W&D13

Just Write: Pinned

Location: Disney World, November 2013

We got the pink monorail. That’s the one that’s good luck, or so my family has always thought. I’m sure every family has their own favorite color monorail, but ours was definitely the pink one.



On the monorail, it’s almost a law that you’re supposed to talk to the people around you. We chatted it up with a couple across from us. They were so excited about their day at the Magic Kingdom, as were we.

The husband and Henry hit it off, talking about Henry’s Star Wars shirt. The monorail driver actually came into the door and said, “Trivia of the day: What is going to happen on December 18, 2015?”

Naturally, I – the person who has never seen a full Star Wars movie – knew that it’s the date that Star Wars Episode 7 comes out.

The husband and Henry continued to discuss the differences between a Lucas Star Wars and a JJ Abrams Star Wars. They talked about R2D2 and Wookies and things I don’t even know about.

And then we were there.

We walked with the couple to the ticket area and then parted ways.

A few minutes later, they made their way back to where we were sitting on the brick wall. It was still about 30 minutes until the park opened and so we sat and talked more.

He is currently in the Army, having served for several years domestic and overseas. She had previously worked at Disney and told us fun things to look for.

There was more Star Wars talk. I whispered to Henry that he should give the guy one of his pins that he had on his pin trading lanyard. He foo-foo’ed me. But a few minutes later, I saw him fumbling to get the R2D2 off his lanyard.

He walked over to the guy, reached his hand out shyly, and said, “Here.”

Of course, the girl said, “Awwwww” and then he realized that my child had reached out to hand him one of his favorite pins. He kinda teared up and muttered a thank you.

A few minutes later, the guy said he was going to run grab a map and time sheet for the day. He was gone a while and finally his wife realized it. When he returned, he handed us the maps and held out his hand to Henry.


“I got you something buddy. When I was about your age, my grandparents brought me to Disney World. My grandfather wanted me to ride Space Mountain with him but I was scared. I didn’t want to ride it, but he told me to be brave and give it a shot. I thought this pin might help you be brave enough to ride it today.”

By then, he was tearing up, his wife was tearing up, and Jason and I were tearing up. It was a sweet moment between two strangers found they had something in common.



It was time for the park to open. With some magical singing, some fake confetti, we were off. Separating with hugs, a few hand shakes, and full hearts. Pinned with a memory that will stick around for years to come.

All before 9am.

Henry rode Space Mountain that morning. And when he got off, he said, “I think my new friend would be proud of me for riding this.”

Yes, buddy. Yes he would.

This is my installment for Just Write, hosted by Heather at The Extraordinary Ordinary.

Type A Takeaways

I’m not known for my post-conference recaps. I don’t know that I’m known for very much, actually. But this year, after Type A Conference that was here in Atlanta a few weekends ago, I feel compelled to tell you exactly what I took away from it.

A list will do, right?

1. I love my friends that I have met online – through blogging, social media, and in person at conferences. This conference was the third one that Crystal and I have done together. It was great meeting her at arrivals in the airport, catching up with hugs and glasses of wine/liquor/beer, and having a slumber party late at night! Seeing other people I now call friends makes my heart full. Knowing that at least for some of them, seeing me makes them feel the same way, helps me realize that what I do online isn’t all stupid and worthless!

2. I love my new friends. Oh, where do I start with the new people I met this year. Finally getting to give a few people a hug in real life was great. Running into a few girls, striking up a conversation, and ending up wanting to become neighbors so we can hang out all the time, was even more amazing! You know who you are (yes, I’m looking at you, you, you, you, and you). I miss all of you and hope we meet again soon!


3. It’s time to Just Write. I want to write. I wish I thought I could quit my job and write full time. But writing takes practice. I went to a session with Vikki and Heather that I thought was amazing. After a year or so of hosting #SOCSunday, and knowing that Just Write was also out there, I finally met Heather. Listening to her and Vikki talk, a little like watching a Delicious Dish sketch on SNL, about how to pull stream of consciousness writing out of your heart and soul and put it onto paper (er, the computer) was earth-moving. That session was worth the price of the ticket and a whole lot more to me. So thank y’all!

4. Sharing my city is fun! On Saturday night, a group of girls headed out to South City Kitchen. This is one of our favorite places in the city, so sharing it with people who “ain’t from ’round these parts” was a lot of fun. Fried chicken and grits, peachy bourbon drinks, and other Southern goodness abounded that night. The next morning was even more fun with a small group at Silver Skillet, a diner made famous in movies and shows like Diners, Drive-Ins, and Dives. So thanks for reminding me, friends, that my city is fun and hip and worthy of showing off!


5. Gary Buchanan should never work anywhere but Disney. He is the complete embodiment of Disney in a body that looks like a combination of Dana Carvey and Steve Carell. He reminded us all in his unbelievable keynote, that there are no rules. Creativity should be a fun process. Think like a kid. Ask questions. Collect them and save them or the answers for later. HAVE FUN.

6. Erika Napoletano has amazing boobs. And if I wanted some just like them, I could go to her doctor because she gave us his name. He does excellent work, by the way. So besides that, she basically told us to turn up the volume. Erika is no nonsense, but has a soft side, realizing her limits and realizing that saying no or changing plans mid-flight is ok. I’m not sure exactly what I took from her keynote, but it’s sitting with me. Which means there’s something there… I just have to figure out what it is. Thank you for that, Erika!

7. I know my limits. I had been a big talker on the Facebook group about getting together and running every morning with a group. I made it on Friday. By Friday afternoon, however, I realized I had apparently been without my arthritis medicine for a few days. I hit the pavement on Saturday only to realize after about 14 steps, I couldn’t do it. I know my limits. I’ve said it before while training for races (that still sounds strange to say), I listen to my body. If it hurts, I don’t do it. It’s not worth injuring myself or making my arthritis worse than it already is. Interestingly enough, Dorothy Hamill was on site preaching exactly the same thing. About osteoarthritis. Which I have. So of course, I stood in line for a picture and a chance to chat her up for a few minutes. For those with OA (and I’m on the young end of the spectrum they said – yay me!) check out the Get Moving, America page that was just launched. You’ll find lots of information about OA and ways to help ease symptoms.

It was a good weekend.

And I’m ready to do it all again.

Stream of Consciousness Sunday: Freeeeeeeee!

I’ve had a bit of a strange few weeks and have felt very discombobulated. I’m thinking right now I need a true brain dump. Whatcha think?


stream of consciousness sunday

I just set my timer for 5 minutes to write. I’m really dumping my brain tonight. But the tv is on and it’s kinda loud. I’m not turning it off though because Auburn football is about to come on and I don’t want to miss it. Truth be told, I’ll probably be in bed about midway through the 2nd quarter. I’m very tired.

This week has been hard and long. Next week stands to be harder but ends with the Type A conference. I’m quite excited about seeing my online friends in my own city. I can talk with my native twang without it being watered down!

Ooh, football is on. What in the WORLD is my kid watching on his computer? The music is horrendous.

I hate LSU. I sure hope we beat them tonight. But who knows. Also, have you noticed that Brad Nessler looks like Nick Saban’s fat uncle? He does. Look it up.

Seriously. I need to find out what Henry’s watching on the computer. Ugh.

Free write. Dump your brain. Free your mind. (and the rest will follow)


This was my 5 minute Stream of Consciousness Sunday post. It’s five minutes of your time and a brain dump. Want to try it? Here are the rules…

  • Set a timer and write for 5 minutes.
  • Write an intro to the post if you want but don’t edit the post. No proofreading or spellchecking. This is writing in the raw.
  • Publish it somewhere. Anywhere. The back door to your blog if you want. But make it accessible.
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