Thursday, September 16, 2021

Crazy Thoughts At 2AM

 Even though the humidity has made a comeback, I'm beginning to see little glimpses that fall is on the way! 🙌  Something happens every September and things just look and feel different. The sky is more bluer and less hazy. There's a slight breeze ever so often and the mosquitoes get fiesty. 

And so do I. Especially when I can't sleep due to throwing back too many Diet Cokes with friends on a Taco Tuesday night. I'm still buzzing on caffeine overload. 

Here are some crazy thoughts I've got going on...

I seriously don't even know what the Met Gala is, I mean, I've been to the Met - well, actually rode PAST it on a double decker BUS, but who's judging? - ANYWHOO!!  WHAT IS THE DEAL WITH THESE OUTFITS!!  DOES ANYONE WEAR CLOTHES ANYMORE??  Good grief!!  Y'all's Mama needs to shame y'all! It just baffles me that everyone feels the need to out do the other! Why? What happened to classy and elegant? 

Speaking of which, the first go around with Beniffer was fun and exciting, but this time? Snooze. Put some clothes on!  You have kids.

Welp, I never in my wildest dreams thought my daughter would be going to my old high school's homecoming. And what's even CRAZIER is the fact that I was suppose to be having my 30th High School Reunion this weekend!! I'm still trying to let that sink in. So since the school technically cannot have a dance because of Covid, the parents are doing one for the kids at a local place in town. And, of course, because of Covid, our reunion was canceled. At least one of us will have a fun time ringing in homecoming at my old high school. 

Wayne is in Colorado this week with his best friend on a hunting trip. He won a tag to kill a bear. A FREAKIN' BEAR, y'all!!  He managed to figure out Marco Polo on his own and told me that he had a 350 pound bear walk out in front of him, but he/she/it went behind a bush and he couldn't get a shot. A 350 pound bear went behind a BUSH and he couldn't get a shot?? He's bow hunting btw. A little harder to get a "shot," I guess. Anyway, I told him a 350 pound bear was not going to fit in his expensive ice chest to bring home to Louisiana. He might need to re-think that one. 

My mom is still ill and just got out of the hospital again. I've come to the conclusion that I may need to begin taking over my mother's care and I am so thankful for the connections that I have in order to do this. I had a come-to-Jesus meeting with my parents on Sunday. It wasn't pretty. However, I will say that they have begun handling appointments better and we are now only waiting on one important test to come back as of today. Our new endocrinologist has been instrumental in my mother's care and I truly believe that God sent him to our area at just the appropriate time to help in diagnosing my mom. I am still hopeful and trusting God in these circumstances. 

Sweet dreams.


Hi there, I'm Laura, I'm the happiest wife, the loudest cheer mom, and the craziest girlfriend you'all ever have, I'm a Southern Belle living in a Southern world!

1 comment:

  1. Oh goodness girl, a 350 pound bear? Holy moly! Crazy to think of a 30 year HS reunion isn't it? Time really flies, I swear.
    I'm glad you are stepping in to help your mom, I'm sorry she is still not feeling well but thank God you have the connections that you do.
    Love ya to pieces friend!