Strange Laws

While trying to decide what to write, I came across a website with random facts and thought I would share some of them with you. Supposedly these are all “strange laws”…


You can't plow a cotton field with an elephant in North Carolina.

Every citizen of Kentucky is required by law to take a bath at least once a year.

It is against the law to whale hunt in Oklahoma. (Think about it...)

In the state of Queensland, Australia, it is still constitutional law that all pubs (hotel/bar) must have a railing outside for patrons to tie up their horse.

An old law in Bellingham, Washington, made it illegal for a woman to take more than 3 steps backwards while dancing.

In Breton, Alabama, there is a law on the town's books against riding down the street in a motorboat.

Vermont, Alaska, Hawaii, and Maine are the four states in the U.S. that do not allow billboards

In Saudi Arabia, a woman reportedly may divorce her husband if he does not keep her supplied with coffee.

In Michigan it's illegal to place a skunk inside your bosses desk.

In Kentucky, it is illegal to carry ice cream in your back pocket.

During the time that the atomic bomb was being hatched by the United States at Alamogordo, New Mexico, applicants for routine jobs like janitors, were disqualified if they could read. Illiteracy was a job requirement. The reason: the authorities did not want their trash or other papers read.

It's illegal in Alabama to wear a fake mustache that causes laughter in church.

In parts of Alaska, it's illegal to feed alcohol to a moose.

You're subject to fines and/or imprisonment for making "ugly faces" at dogs in Oklahoma.

I am not really sure if this is true or not, but it is funny to think so! Have a great weekend!

People Change

I have always been a very outgoing, but private person. I am the girl who laughs, jokes, and loves to have a good time no matter what whirlwind is swirling inside. However, I have noticed over the past couple of years that things are changing. Before I never really had to put on a show, I was footloose and fancy free and now I feel like I have to put on a front.

I am unsure why, but it seems that it is harder and harder for me to let things go and put on the “my life is grand face”. It has never seemed to be a problem before and I am unsure why things have changed. I have lost the spontaneous, footloose and fancy free girl I used to be. What about my life has made me this way? And is this a bad thing? Or is it that I am just to tired to try and fool anyone?

For the record, I really don’t have too much to complain about. I have all that I need and more. I have been blessed in more ways than I could ever imagine, so why do I feel this way? Could it be stress, I don’t think so. I really don’t stress out too much about school or work. I tend to take the “if it gets done it gets done” and “what are they going to do… fire me?” attitude, so it can’t be that. My husband and I were married 3 years ago and I felt this all coming on before that, so I don’t think it is marriage. My son was born 2 years ago and I enjoy every minute with him, so it can’t be that either.

I guess with age, even though I am only 23, comes more and more responsibility requiring more and more time and effort, but even still. Why is it that my personality has done a 180* turn? I do not have any type of psychological disorder, so why do I feel this way?

Maybe I have become jaded. Maybe I am tired. Maybe I need to shake things up a bit. Maybe I need to dig deeper into this. Maybe I need to take a vacation. Maybe I need therapy. Maybe I need pharmaceuticals. Maybe I need…

Oh, would you look at what time it is. It is 4:53 and it is time for me to leave work on a beautiful Friday afternoon! Suddenly I feel the need to clock out and be spontaneous. I hear the backyard, the grill, and a bottle of wine calling my name! Have a great weekend!

Oh No!

On November 12th, 2006 I was blessed with a blonde haired blue eyed little boy. If you do the math you will see that he is now 28 months old, 2 years and 4 months, and is full of mischief and surprises. Everyday there is something new that he says or does that shocks me, makes me smile, makes me scream, and sometimes makes me want to go to the Mexico and change my name! Just Kidding on the last part, well… sort of…


We have been through all of the normal phases so far and now we are on to potty training. It really isn’t working out for me so well, but I am ok with it. If he wants to continue to wear a diaper… so be it. Well, as long as he is potty trained by June so he can start Montessori School. Anyway… I have tried multiple approaches to this whole potty training thing and he is just indifferent. It really doesn’t bother him. He is totally fine with the diaper. In his mind, I think he thinks, “Why change?”.


I consider myself to be a pretty east going gal and for those that know me I am also a little sarcastic and I tend to joke about everything. Obviously, my 2 year and 4 month old son has picked up on some of this “practical joking” and thought he would test it out on me!


So… I picked him up and put him on the potty and he told me “Back up Mama… Go… Close the Door”, and in hopes of hearing the sound of pee in the potty I did so. I backed up, closed the door, and listened closely. I never heard anything, but eventually my little boy screamed “Mamma! Mamma!”

I though maybe he had fallen in the potty, but he was still sitting there with his legs squished together. He looked at me with this serious look on his face like he was trying to trick me and said… “Mamma… My TT is gone!” (which is what he calls his… you know) He kept saying it over and over and I played along and said “Oh no… what are we going to do?”. He started giggling and said “Oh… there it is!” as he opened his legs and hopped off the potty.



I know this may not be funny to some of you, but I couldn’t help but laugh and wanted to share it. I am unsure how kids pick up on things so early, but I think I am going to have my hands full! He is already trying to trick me and he is only 2!

You Cant't Take Them With You

http://www.slate.com/id/2213247/


Above you will see a link to the Slate Article that I chose to do my Blog on this week. It is on organ donation and how some people are scared to be organ donors. They feel that if they are organ donors and something tragic happens to them, then the emergency personnel will not give them the appropriate care so their organs can be harvested for someone else.

I can see where this is a concern for people, but I totally agree in organ donation. There are so many people who benefit from this, adults and children, that I can not see how people chose not to donate. I understand that it is a personal opinion and that some people have legitimate reasons for not being organ donors, but when I am dead and gone they can distribute me to anyone who needs me! 

Lacking in Confidence

I attended a pageant last night with my best friend from high school. Her little sister was in the pageant and I was happy to go watch her. I mean, she was practically my little sister too. I couldn't help but feel a little funny as I was getting ready to go. For some reason I was nervous and I was only attending the pageant. I was very selective on how my hair and makeup was done and what dress I wore. This was not like me at all. Don't get me wrong, I like to look nice, but this was extreme.

As my best friend from high school, who was also the maid of honor at my wedding and now my possible sister in law, picked me up she was laughing at me running around like a mad woman trying to put on the finishing touches. As we drove to the pageant I couldn't help but tell her my lack of confidence issues and ask her what she thought it was. We figured it out.

I graduated high school in 2003 from Glenbrook school in Minden, La. and have not been back since. I am unsure why; I just haven't been back. I had a wonderful high school experience and have nothing against the school. The pageant I was attending was the Glenbrook school pageant. I guess I was just nervous about facing the people that I "used" to know. I don't know why, I just was.

Slow Dance

I received an email today that I wanted to share with you. It is a poem written by a teenager with a terminal diagnosis.

Slow Dance

Have you ever watched kids
On a merry go round?
Or listened to the rain
Slapping on the ground?

Ever followed a butterfly’s erratic fight?
Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?
You better slow down
Don’t dance so fast
Time is short
The music won’t last

Do you run through each day
On the fly?
When you ask how are you?
Do you hear the reply?
When the day is done
Do you lie in your bed
With the next hundred chores
Running through your head?
You better slow down
Don’t dance so fast
Time is short
The music won’t last

Ever told your child,
We’ll do it tomorrow?
And in a haste,
Not see his sorrow?
Ever lost touch,
Let a good friendship die
Cause you never had time
To call and say ‘hi’
You better slow down
Don’t dance so fast
Time is short
The music won’t last

When you run so fast to get somewhere
You miss half the fun of getting there
When you worry and hurry through your day,
It is like an unopened gift…
Thrown away.
Life is not a race
Do take it slower
Hear the music before the song is over.

She wrote this poem with 6 months left to live. Her wish was to share it with as many people as possible reminding them to live life to the fullest. (since she will not be able to)

I know most of my blogs seem to have this theme, but it is very important to me to sieze every opportunity. I hope it is important to you too.

Things that Bug Me

I am now going to use this blog post to empty my thoughts and clear my head. I just spent approximately 30 minutes writing a passionate Blog on the economy, but due to a server problem... it was deleted. So...

Things that Bug Me:

1) When I spend 30 minutes writing a blog that actually had substance on the problems with the economy and it gets erased.

2) The fact that the government is giving unnecessary handouts to people who bought houses in the past year... like $8,000.00 unnecessary when they claim the government has been overspending.

3) How an 8 hour work day can fly by one day and the next day seem like an eternity

4) Even though I am listing all the things that bug me, I really hate listening to people who think their lives are horrible when they have everything in the world going for them.

5) People who drive slow in the fast lane

6) People who drive slow in the fast lane and cant help but stop because there was a wreck on the other side of the interstate. Their nosiness almost causes another wreck.

7) Rude people. How hard is it so smile and say hello to someone who you pass on campus.

8) The fact that I do not know how to write without ranting, or explaining why I am writing. I don't know why it is so hard.

I figured this might be a good thing to do since I am about to leave work and go home to work on my Personal Essay. I am so glad it is Friday and I wish that I would have done this sooner so I could enjoy the sunshine and a glass of wine. :) Good luck to all of you on your second essay and thanks for letting me complain on my blog. I really did have a great blog that conveniently deleted itself and I did not have the patience to re write. Patience is a virtue you know! :)