Sunday, November 24, 2013

reck-less adjective /'re-kles/ : marked by lack of proper caution : careless of consequences

This was something I wrote to my friend Ryan yesterday-

I know. I know, you SAID "Love Recklessly" was supposed to start December 1st but a teachable moment presented itself and I had to share it.

Me and Conor were in line at the grocery and the fellow in front of us was having a conversation with the clerk he was telling her what to "put back" because he only had $35.00.
I leaned over and whispered " Would you mind if we helped you by paying for those things?"
He was delighted and said "Not at all I'd appreciate it that's great, someday you'll get paid back."
I answered "I already have."

As we watched him walk off to the Bus Stop with his groceries Conor said "That was nice Mom I'm glad you did that, but why did you say you were already paid back?'
I wanted him to know about being open to Gods love though giving so i shared this story with him.

When I moved back to OKC from Florida in 91 all I had was a bed, a TV, my cat, and my clothes. My grandparents gave me some dishes and linens. But I was eating rice. Lots and lots of rice.

One of the ladies at work, Judy, asked me all the time to go to lunch with her but I couldn't because i didn't have the money so I'd thank her and tell her I brought my lunch. So she started eating with me in the lunchroom.

"Day one: tomatoes and rice that looks good. Day two : tomatoes, cheese, and rice kinda mexicany. Day three: Apples and rice I would never have thought of that." ( Judy's comments each day)
By day four she finally said "Suzanne don't you have anything at your house besides rice?" I said "Nope Judy that's it I just don't have a lot of money right now so I eat rice because its better than Ramen all the time!" And then I laughed.

The next two days she was at a different store so I didn't see her but we worked together the next week.
It was really cold and Christmas Eve. Everybody was hurrying to go home and celebrate and it had been a LONG, LONG, LONG day. Judy asked me to help her carry some stuff to her car so i did and when she opened up her trunk it was FULL of grocery sacks, she said "These groceries are for you Merry Christmas."

I cried my eyes out in the parking garage of Penn Square as we put all those groceries in my car.

I wanted Conor to see how God gives us opportunities to love on people in ways we would never know if we don't pay attention. God Bless you and I hope you have a peaceful day with your family."

This post is dedicated to LOVING RECKLESSLY will you answer the call?

Please visit my friend Ryan's blog to see how you can honor special needs children and their families this month!

Wednesday, November 20, 2013


Me with a halo Just Because

So my good friend and Mento or Mentor whatever,  Heather Smith Davis AKA Minivan Momma AKA inventor of things to do to embarrass your kids and freak out other folks in the school pick up lane posted on her facebook  wall that I won. I told everybody I won all three of these funny books she wrote  (which she said if she actually hadn't sold every single copy she would have given me just because she thinks I'm the bees knees)  and then embarrassed myself when I found out it was really a virtual award where I was honored to be mentioned and promoted on her blog as somebody you should read. Well that will teach you to always read everything all the way though first!  I'm meeting the requirements of this accolade today!

And now I have to fill out all these questions and  you can see how FREAKIN WITTY I am.

1. What celebrity would you want to be BFFS with?

Elizabeth Taylor. She was beautiful, smart, had a really raunchy sense of humor, and she lived life on
her own terms. I know she had some stories and I know she would have let me wear some of that jewelry while we hung out and went thru her photo albums and closets and houses. I bet I could have talked her out of that Cleopatra headdress....

2. What style of underwear do you prefer?

I'd prefer dainty silky little gossamer wisps of butterfly wings. Or maybe slinky leopard print  with diamonds. NO THONGS ( see my blogpost Bringing sexy back ) But no,  I have to wear stretchy no VPL ( visible panty line) underwears called lovees or cushies or some stupid name like that. It translates to  "Underwear for women who have big butts and don't want to pull their panties out of there all damn day."

3. What kind of candy is hidden in your house right now?

Well there is no candy. I repeat NO CANDY hidden in this house. But there was some Dark Chocolate Almond Milk hidden behind a giant jar of pickles till my husband found it. I then was forced to drink it all before he drank it all and now I have nothing. OK I can't lie. I have Oreos hidden. But I will not divulge the whereabouts because then I have to fight off my kid AND my husband.

4. Karaoke Night - you and me- what do we sing together?

Well after we drink about three pitchers of beer I like to get everybody stirred up with a  rousing round of "Up against the wall Redneck Mother" because its a song where everybody will sing along and hide the fact that I can carry a microphone but can't carry a tune. And then after that warm up we can try "Cherry Pie " by Warrant while twirling our bras over our heads.

5. Celebrity Wife Swap - Which Celebrity would you swap with?
Actually I would not mind swapping with Ellen. Because Ellen is so cute and friendly and
I could just go live in one of her houses for two weeks we would have dance parties and I'd get to go to all of her shows and she could keep me laughing with her stand up routine when she wasn't at work because it s all about me all the time ya know...

6. What was the last thing you bought at a thrift store?

I found this most awesome celery green bag with all kinds of cute embellishments and buckles and pockets and slots. I was stoked because it fit right up under my arm. I was so excited. And then I found the changing pad. A DIAPER BAG?!  HA! Its big eveything fits in there even my lunch and  I'll tell ya that little baby bottle slot fits my sippy cup of Vodka and Orange Juice just fine...

7. Have you ever broken the law?

Well yes. I think. Does sneaking a glass bottle of Corona onto the beach where it says no glass count as breaking the law?

8. When was the last time you vacuumed your home?

Well my house is all hard wood floors. So I sweep. I sweep up dustfurballs that are as big as your head. But if you come across a house elf/ Roomba hybrid let me know I'll buy it.

9. Whats your go to meal when you can't think of anything to cook?

Popcorn. Or Cheerios. I just tell the family to pretend we are in a Zombie Apocolypse so hunker down and chew quiet.

10. In what ways have you turned into your mother?

I repeat myself constantly. Especially to my husband and son. And then after they sigh and roll their eyes I say "Oh did I already tell you that? Sorry I don't have any mind left after keeping track of your schedules, the house schedules, the two dogs, the cat, my job , oh and ME on the bottom as usual. So OY FREAKIN VEY!"

11. What things did you forsake to complete this blogpost?

Well I was able to push back my massage appointment with "The Rock" he said he was happy to keep the champagne chilled and the massage cream hot. *WINK*

Here's a list of Bloggers I love to read!

Some of my sweet alumni sisters from Listen To Your Mother 2013

HEATHER SMITH DAVIS - Minivan Momma ( Funny and real! She admitted on Dr. Oz that she pees in the shower.)

MARI FARTHING- Maris Virtual Notebook ( She writes about EVERYtHinG! Even riding out the Moore tornado with her two brave kids!)

BRANDI ( I love Brandi's glimpses into her life, she's the beautiful girl in the black dress and high heels playing tag in the park with her kids)

SHERADEE SCOTT HURST- ( She's great talent at photography, a beautiful family, a gifted writer, she has it all! Now if she can just remember where she put it...)

JENNIFER MCMURRAIN- A moment of Jen- ( Shes a published writer who covers everything from depression era Oklahoma, to poking fun at herself and her favorite subject "Baby Girl")


BRIAN DAVIS- Future Former Fat Man ( Brian writes about his  journey from couch potato to fitness and health seeker. Its inspiring and he's dragging his wife and kids right along with him which is even better!)

RYAN MCLAUGHLIN- The wonderfully Made Life ( Ryan writes this blog to honor her special needs daughter Ellie Kate who was a bright spot and inspired so many before she left us last year. It follows her journey with her amazing beautiful boys, her wonderful family, her special needs daughter Lucy, and her work advocating for NKH children and families everywhere.)

And last but not least my friend MARLA HANSEN, who inspired me to start writing my own blog after I read hers. Its full of dysfunctional family members, Dark humour, love, life, its epic.

Wednesday, November 13, 2013

Art and life

On the morning my son was born the automatic hospital bed got stuck on the highest setting and would not come back down. Myself being in the throes of serious hard labor did not give a shit where the bed was in space and  just wanted to get the sideways watermelon that was stuck in there to come OUT NOW.
 My amazing Star Fleet Capt  labor nurse Monica just pulled a little step stool up to the end of the bed and dove in coaching me and my hubby though a labor that felt like I was going to have a baby pop out of my spine, and a epidural that didn't take til AFTER the labor was over. She did manage to shoot something in the line that made me feel much better right at the end.

Monica: Feeling better?

Me: Oh yeah can I have some more of that that's marvelous...

Monica: Um no we want Conor to be breathing when he comes out.

The Dr. arrived right as Conor was crowning and started doing this thing to stretch me out and I yelled at him "WHAT ARE YOU DOING STOP IT I WANT MONICA!!!"

They realized he had the cord around his neck and mid push said "Stop stop!" I thought "How do your stop a runaway train going down hill?  I Can't!"
Larry says in his sternest voice "STOP SUZANNE!"
 So I did, I stopped pushing while they moved the cord from around his neck so he could breathe.

 I fell back and thought "I just can't do it." My precious mother leaned over and took my face in her hands and said" Just one more push honey he's almost here come on..." I really didn't have any choice as that Tsunami came about and she was right out he plopped into the hands of the Dr. standing on the step stool at the end of the bed.

They hustled that little blue baby boy over to the table and started in on him rubbing and jostling and giving oxygen. I was so scared and tired and I kept saying " I don't hear him..." Finally he cried. And cried and cried...
Finally his Daddy put his hand on him and said "Don't cry Conor." And he quit.

I got to hold him for a minute and it was a slice of heaven, I smiled at Larry and my parents happy the baby didn't come out of my spine or look like a watermelon just like a little smushed up baby burrito. I was not hurting much just really TIE-RED.
Those drugs were goo-ood. They made me feel like I was all floaty so  I had a nap with my mouth open and drooling  while a maintenance guy came and tried to get the bed down.

Next thing I know Monica is telling me I have to get out of bed and go get cleaned up. The epi had kicked in and my legs felt like a bowl of jello then  I looked over the side of that bed to see a ladder , A LADDER mind you.
I who had just surfed Mavericks, climbed Mt. Everest, ran the Boston Marathon, ( OK it just felt like that) was going to climb down a ladder holding my IV bag in one hand and the ladder side in the other. I was so doped up I had a moment of "Can I do this?"  but  then lost my mind and  I just clambered down like a drunken sailor  a champ and after I got all fixed up ( girl speak for a sponge bath and a hair braid which was great) and hustled off to a new bed I got to hold that little bit of a human I had just helped onto the planet.

The next week we were watching my favorite show ER and they were delivering a baby and guess what happened? Yep it was about a stuck bed and a Doc on a stepladder.

Who woulda thunk it...

Wednesday, November 6, 2013

Love and Eagles

This happened

I have always loved the Eagles. I had the first album and would babysit, clean house , wash cars,  whatever odd jobs I

could do to get  enough money to buy the next album.

When I got old enough to go to concerts I'd do anything to get to go.

 And that was  back in the olden days before computers and cell phones and ticket master back when you had to go to

the ACTUAL SOUND WAREHOUSE to get tickets and  we camped out.

 They went on sale at 10:00A.M. on Saturday at the

Record Store.

  So we went and got in line at midnight on Friday night,  bundled in our sleeping bags and our food and our beer and our cigarettes and  our other,  well never mind about THAT.

And it was a EPIC party.

 The KATT was there and KXXY and we were all dancing and singing and hanging out.


Even though it rained for a couple of hours, and we were all piled on each other like a stack of puppies  and we had to

take turns sitting in the teeniest Honda car ever  warming up and wandering off to  use

a porta potty ( which I have always hated)  it was a magic time of camaraderie and memories made and I always felt like

The Eagles songs were a sort of gospel of sorts explaining life and love.

So when we got to go to this concert it brought back so many memories and for a while I was 18 again only instead of

lighters there were cell phones,  nobody was smoking herb or cigarettes,  nobody was passed out in the walkway,  and

we and the band were a lot older.

But listening to the song Desperado brought the same kind of enlightenment( specifically about love)

that night as

when I was 18 with these lines,

"You know the queen of hearts is always your best bet"

"Now it seems to me some fine things have been laid upon your table"

"Don't your feet get cold in the winter time"

Love is taking a chance<3

Love is home<3

Love is comfort<3