Author Archives: Just Call Me Mel

the best news is…

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“The best news is we got 40 frogs in a sack!”

This is a direct quote from my new favorite show, Duck Dynasty.

40 frogs in a sack is the new awesome. How have I missed this show? Holy Crap on a Cracker the awesome is off the charts!

Speaking of awesome, my Bachelorette recap is up over at Hey Don’t Judge Me. Let me just tell you, the Douchebaggery does not disappoint. Also there were Muppets on this episode. Like really.

You should pop over there, check it out, make a comment or two, and tell me I’m as awesome as 40 frogs in a sack.

I kinda wanna be a part of their family.

oh happy days

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my itty-bitty momma, me, Ian and Rader

I’m a proud momma.

The graduation was standing room only. I ran in front of the stage when Ian’s name was called to get a picture. He didn’t pause for me to take a good one. While I was there, Rader took a pic of me taking a pic of Ian…I’m the red head in the middle. haha

The weekend was busy and tiring, but wonderful.

ION this week is gonna be awesome. I only work 2.5 days…Rader’s 8th Grade Convocation is Wednesday. I have stuff to do on Thursday…and Friday is SPA DAY WITH THE BOYS! (And my niece Taylor who I haven’t seen in a couple of years. I totes can’t wait to hug her neck) Rader is cutting his hair Friday and donating his mane to Locks of Love. I have a much needed hair appt as well…it’s time to amp up my Go-Go Red! and we are all getting pedicures. I’m also gonna get a mani…something I haven’t done in over a decade.

hot stuff

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Donna Summer died yesterday, taking a little piece of my sparkle with her. She was the inspiration behind my first pair of heels when I was a kid…Hot Pink Candies…

Man I wish I still had those shoes…

In happy fun time news, my Tree Frog graduates from High School tomorrow night. I’m so very proud of you son…


Somethin’ bout a girl; in a red sundress

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I’m wearing my red sundress today because I can’t get this song out of my mind. I love it. I’m so ready for summer.

Lyrics | Kip Moore lyrics – Somethin Bout A Truck lyrics

I’ve been in a real country music mode lately. Not sure why. I think it’s because it makes me think of summers growing up and weeks of camping on the lake with my daddy. It’s about half-past time for me to be on the lake again…

oh yeah, I’m back at HDJM

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So The Bachelorette started up this week, and I posted my recap at Hey Don’t Judge Me yesterday. Please go read and if you’re watching the show, comment! Let’s talk about the crazy! There is a dude with an Ostrich Egg. A dude with 6 kids? (Yes, 6 kids. Real kids.) A dude dressed like a granny… A Jef-with-one-F and pompadour hair…and SOOOO MUCH MORE!

That’s really all I have for you today. Go forth, read…conversate. Yes, I said conversate–on purpose even!

chubby stick?

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I’m not going to lie. This new Clinique product is equal parts win and fail.

I mean, wow. A Chubby Stick for your lips.

Can you imagine being out with your girlfriend and she asks to borrow some lipstick… My answer would be, “Sure! Let me pop a Chubby out of my purse for you!”

And that makes the Chubby Stick full of win….

That is the ONLY thing that makes this product Winner Winner Chubby Dinner though. I don’t care how good the Chubby Stick is…there is no way I’m putting that thing near my mouth. Who wants to color their lips with a Chubby Stick? Anyone? No.

Sorry Clinique. You get points for allowing me to make putting on lipstick a euphemism…but that’s it. Maybe this is being marketed to high-class hookers? I mean, I can see some stiff competition for the right color Chubby Stick. The marketing team should present a full-package work up for all Madams and Pimps.

Okay, this is going downhill fast. I’m on my knees begging you to forgive…my mouthwordplay.

Seriously, though. C’mon Clinique. Chubby Stick?

You’re welcome for this video.

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My favorite moment from our Mother’s Day brunch yesterday… We had a great day. The Godfodda transformed into a fabulous chef and prepared us a yummy brunch of Eggs Benedict with Lobster and Crab cakes. El Jefe put his magic touch on the best Bloody Marys known to man. Or as I like to call them, liquid salad. The kids served us and entertained us and teased us and it was wonderful.

With my belly full of goodness, I took a lovely little siesta.

 It was a great day filled with love and friendship.

In other weekend news, we went to see the Avengers on Saturday. Whoa and damn, what a fantastic movie. Joss Whedon continues to amaze me. And I officially have a crush on The Hulk.

Y’all have a great Monday! And please, enjoy Rader’s serenade. It will amaze you.

red couches are awesome and a happy ending

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I love our new couch! It’s comfy, cozy and RED! I had to cover it up this morning because when I got home yesterday after work, Ruby had decided she could, in fact, jump up on the couch. It’s funny that when we’re home, how her legs suddenly stop working and she has to beg us for help. Our help is in the form of a Harry Potter pillow on the floor. “Get on your pillow, Ruby.” and she does. But when no one is at home, she thinks the couch is her domain. Hmph.

Speaking of pet domains…

The bed is so high off the ground that only Clementine can jump up. Ruby struggles even with her step-stool and Trin Trin just can’t jump that high anymore. Which leads me to a story of love and trust:

Once upon a time, about 18 months ago, an awesome Red-head and an awesome Jefe started dating. Jefe had two dogs, one who loved the red-head without question, and the other who could only look at the red-head if Jefe was in the room. And even then, it was with a side glance. There was no trust between this dog and the red-head.

Time passed and the dog started allowing the red-head to feed her snacks and occasionally let her outside. Eventually Jefe and the dog moved to Arkansas, and the dog slowly warmed up the the red-head and her two boys. But still, there wasn’t much love or trust–just appreciation for land and treats.

Several more months pass, and the dog seems to have developed a love for the red-head. Well, maybe not love, but a strong like–an affection. The dog greets the red-head with excitement when she comes home for work and sleeps next to her on the bed in the mornings. The red-head is very pleased with the progress as this dog is very loving and loyal to her people. Well her Person. The red-head is starting to feel a little bit like she belongs to the dog, even if only on the periphery.

Which brings us to today, when the dog wanted on the bed (see above). The dog asked the red-head for help by nosing her leg and panting. The dog then allowed the red-head to lift her onto the bed without a hesitation or a growl.

The red-head now believes she may actually be considered one of the dog’s people. Not completely, but there is at least love and trust now. The Red-Head is very happy.

I love happy endings, don’t you? (ahem…c’mon guys! This is a PG-13 blog. Sorta.)

Happy Friday, bitches! And to all the awesome moms out there, enjoy your weekend! 

From 12:00-2:00

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Our furniture is being delivered today. Let us hope it’s closer to 12:00 than 2:00.

Oh wait. I still need to vacuum where the bed is going. I ran out of time this morning. So maybe I should be hoping it’s closer to 2:00 than 12:00…

Either way, YAY FURNITURE!

You know, I understand that these delivery dudes have to schedule multiple deliveries on a single day, but I find it so frustrating that I have to plan a 2 (ok, more likely 4) hour chunk out of my day to be there. It wasn’t free delivery…we’re paying these dudes to deliver and set up. So really? Please don’t make it a 4 hour wait time. You said 12-2…and I’m gonna hold you to it. Mmmmkay?

Let’s see…what else is going on….

Well it’s mother’s day weekend and it looks like the kids will be serving an awesome group of moms brunch on Sunday at the Partyhood. Aw yeah. I think they should wear uniforms and everything…. I believe there will be Bloody Marys and Mimosas involved in this affair, so we will be winning the Mothers of the Year award again. Because obviously, we are.

Clementine is missing Bobcat Greyskull. Well, she’s not “missing” his sneak attacks and his pouncing ninja moves, but she is obviously feeling his absence. She’s been sleeping with us every night, which is highly unusual for her. And she’s also not like other cats…when you roll over, she doesn’t jump up and move…she’s like a lump on a log. Dead weight. Warm and fuzzy dead weight…

See where Ruby and Clementine’s butts meet? That’s where my leg belongs….

It’s Thursday, bitches! The weekend is almost here. Let’s get our party on!

bear with me while I get a little philosophical

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Or you could BARE with me and take your clothes off…

A friend of mine posted this link on Facebook yesterday and it really spoke to me. It sums up exactly what I’ve been trying to do for the past few years of my life. I’ve realized lately that I’ve been letting a lot of negative people and actions take over my generally happy disposition and I’m working hard to rectify that.

Happiness is very much a state of mind (unless there is an underlying medical reason involved. And if that is the case, please don’t ignore it, or self-medicate it, or just hope it will pass. Depression and bipolar disorder, etc. are not things you hope will go away. They can affect every part of your life and there is no shame in seeking help. /mothering moment). Anyway, as I was saying, happiness is often a choice. You can choose to dwell on the crap in your life that is weighing you down or you can choose to appreciate the good you have. You can let life happen to you or you can make life happen.

I made a list yesterday, and I’m not kidding myself that everything is perfect, like unicorns farting sparkles, sunshine and butterflies, or Adam Levine naked cooking me dinner…but when I look at the good I have and compare it to the negative, I’m winning.

That’s right, Charlie Sheen. WINNING. (don’t reenact scenes from Platoon with Charlie Sheen)

Here are a few of the list of 15 items from the article that I’ve been really working on.

1. LOVE vs. FEAR. Well, I can tell you for sure that those people who are really happy, FEAR less and LOVE a lot more. They see each moment, each challenge, each person as an opportunity to discover more about themselves and the world around them.

Of course there are things I’m afraid of in life, but I will tell you, I’m not afraid of being hurt. Sure it sucks, but each painful experience I’ve had, no matter how devastating it was to me at the time, has made me stronger. I try to love with all I have and if that love/friendship is rejected, it will not reflect on me or my lack of giving or trying.

3. FORGIVENESS vs. UNFORGIVENESS. Really happy people know that it’s not healthy to hold on to anger. They choose to FORGIVE and FORGET, understanding that FORGIVENESS is  a gift they give to themselves first and foremost.

I actually forgive more than I should, sometimes. However, it is sometimes hard for me to let go and forget. This is something I’ve been struggling with for years and have started really focusing on truly forgiving and letting go.

4. TRUST vs. DOUBT. They trust themselves and they trust the people around them. No matter if they talk to the cleaning lady or the C.E.O. of a multi billion company, somehow they always seem make the person they are interacting with feel like there is something unique and special about them.

They understand that beliefs become self-fulfilling prophecies, and because of that, they make sure to treat everybody with love, dignity and respect, making no distinctions between age, sex, social status, color, religion or race. These are the great men that Mark Twain was talking about: “Keep away from people who try to belittle your ambitions. Small people always do that, but the really great make you feel that you, too, can become great.” Mark Twain

I am a very trusting person and I’m proud that I surround myself with people I can trust. The problem is, when my trust is broken, I struggle with the forgive and forget part….

 12. GRATITUDE vs. INGRATITUDE. No no matter where they look, no matter where they are or with who, they have this capacity of seeing beauty where most of us would only see ugliness, opportunities, where most of us would only see struggles, abundance where most of us would only see lack and they express their gratitude for them all.

If everyone focused on being grateful for what they have, we’d all be happier. Hence my list making…and damn, I have no reason to be ungrateful. I’m a very lucky woman.

Okay, sorry for being all serious and stuff. I’m just really tired of negativity and I’m really focusing on fixing my attitude. I can only be responsible for my outlook on life. I know that no matter what happens to me, I’ll be okay. I want to put good out into the world so good will come back to me. It works. Everyone should try it!

Now for some less serious stuff, I posted some fun things on Pinterest yesterday. You know I’m not that active there, but when I am, I always find good stuff! hah!

Also, check out the most pitiful pug known to man. Oh my, Ruby. Why so sad?