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Stick a Fork in Me

Posted by Shelley on Apr 21, 2008 in Real Life Stories

I’m done.

Not sure what I’m done with but I am definitely done with something.  I’m watching King Kong right now and the guy just said, “I’m an actor with a gun who has lost his motivation.”  I can relate.  I have often thought we are all born with a certain amount of motivation to get stuff  done and eventually we use it all it all up.  And I’ve often thought I used all of mine up in the first 24 years of my life.  Now I’m like the actor in the movie.  I’ve got a gun but not so sure about the motivation.

That could be a great country song come to think of it.  Read more…

 
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I love this!

Posted by Shelley on Apr 3, 2008 in Real Life Stories

Glass Slipper (taken from the WBRC-6 website, www.myfoxal.com)
Do you — or someone you know — have formal wear just hanging in the closet? You can donate it to the “Glass Slipper” project. It provides underprivileged students from the area with formal attire so they can participate in pageants, proms, coronations, and more with pride! If you need a dress, you must be referred by a school counselor, teacher, or principal… then a committee selects who is accepted into the program. If you would like to donate or for more information on the glass slipper project, simply call (256) 447-3087 or visit myfoxal.com.

If you’ve got a donation let me know… I’ve already put in a call. Or call them at the number above to donate! What a wonderful way to contribute to the life of a young girl! I saw this on TV a couple of days ago and couldn’t get it off my mind. LOVE IT!

 
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Birthday Blogging

Posted by Shelley on Apr 1, 2008 in Real Life Stories

I just got back from my daughter’s school where I had the wonderful opportunity to share an April Fool’s joke. Yes, I am an opportunist and birthdays are no exception!

So, after getting strict directives from my little project manager I was then on the hunt for just what to do for the third grade. Cookies, cupcakes and donuts are the usual expression of motherly love at the local elementary schools. She asked for donuts, “you know, make some chocolate, some vanilla, Mom… b/c not everyone likes chocolate and someone might be allergic!”…. but everyone likes Chinese food right? Especially picky 8 and 9 year olds? Right? I kept these thoughts to myself.

I wound up at the Chinese takeout restaurant and that in itself was quite a feat. Buying 20 empty boxes along with 20 fortune cookies… the language barrier was tough. I just kept saying, “for the children at school” and eventually I overpaid for a bunch of empty Chinese food takeout containers.

Next was the BEST place for donut holes this side of the Mississippi…Shipley’s Donuts. I took in a container and said to the poor tired fellow behind the counter (I am sure he had been there since 4am), “I need enough donut holes to fill 20 of these. You know, for the children at school.” Language barrier? No. He just looked at me like I was crazy. I said, “Oh, it’s April Fools. For the third grade. Get it??” Again, no spark of fun here, he only said (while he was trying to do the math), “how many donut holes in a dozen?” I left with 10 dozen (yes, 120) donut holes.

The teacher played along beautifully. The children were at art while I set up… I hear her out in the hall instruct them all, “do not touch what is on your desk. use your manners! be polite!” Each child had a takeout box with 6 donut holes plus a fortune cookie; it looked very Chinese-y if I do say so myself… my daughter walked in… “MOM????”

Mrs. Birdwell: “We hear Melodi loves fried rice! Don’t you Melodi? How special for your birthday!”
Melodi: “Well…um…. yes, I guess I do…” (she is really holding it together at this point, in fact the whole class is trying to keep it together.)

After singing and getting her birthday licks, the teacher says, “Let’s let Melodi open her box first to make sure she got right one. Did you want shrimp fried rice or chicken?”

She starts to open the box. Silence… then… giggles… then laughing and then, RELIEF! It was then that I was so honored to say to my beautiful first born, “APRIL FOOLS!” Poor child. An April Fool’s birthday. The class roared! Everyone opened their fortunes and got to read them aloud. What a great time! What a precious child who was willing to go along with it all. She was all smiles. It just doesn’t get much better that this.

By the way, my husband did not proof read this blog today. I will address that with him later.

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