Monthly Archives: January 2019

Think Before You Post, MB

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I wrote what I thought was a funny Facebook post on Sunday. And people DID laugh. But after a couple hours of it being up on my wall and a few “that has to be the worst job ever” comments about the person in the post, I pulled it down.

The whole thing made me ashamed.

I’m so lucky I teach. I’m so lucky I can be in my car driving down the road. I’m so lucky for so many reasons.

Laughing at the guy who’s not so lucky is the worst kind of privilege.

I’m going to try to be better and think before I post.

What I’m Loving: Ranch dressing, air fried radishes, LCHF

What I’m Writing: ahahahahahahahahaha. 😩

Th big 5-0! Happy Birthday!

Getting ready for the day. It’s going to be awesome.

Yep. Awesome.

Big plans with my sweetie. We’re headed downtown!

But first: coffee. Lots and lots of coffee.

And moisturizer. Lots and lots of moisturizers

A little Pod Save America while getting ready makes for a great birthday.

Time to head out.

Love that we get to spend today together. ❤️

USPS lost a package. Thought I’d try to get through to a person.

Oops. Out of order. But you get the idea. Don’t plan on talking to anyone if USPS loses a package. Not gonna happen.

It’s my birthday so a first Kendra Scott purchase might be in order.

Yep! TWO birthday necklaces.

And my birthday gift from Sephora. MORE moisturizer.

Then lunch with this guy at our favorite burger place.

YUM!

Super delicious.

Glad we’re in Fort Worth. Checked the news app and this was the top story. Brrrrrr!

Home for a nap. And laundry., which seems like a weird thing to be happy about, but we were gone this weekend so I was thrilled!

And bday Starbucks!

TRE to AAC!

I just thought this was cool

Save PUBLIC schools. Thanks, Diane Ravitch.

Go Stars!

Go Stars!

Last of the bday swag

We won! It was a nail biter at the end!

There’s a super drunk lady sitting across from us. She was actually really nice and entertaining.

Bundle Up Babe

I laughed at the weather alert on my phone as I walked into school. It told me the high today was only going to hit 50.

And then I cringed.

Because DD lives in Cleveland where temperatures are set to fall to record lows with windchills of -45, and meteorologists are telling people to make sure they’re completely covered if they have to go outside even for a minute or else they risk death.

DD has to go outside.

Thank GOD the DGDs do not have to go out in that cold.

Mom of a grown up is so hard. I can’t do. I can’t fix. I can only laugh and cry and hug and share and pray and pray and pray.

So that’s what I’m doing tonight and what I’ll be doing the next three days until the polar vortex passes and winter in Ohio is back to normal bundle up babe. ❤️

What I’m Loving: My job, Texas, DH, DD, DGDs, pepperoni, Diet Dr Pepper

What I’m Writing: ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!

DD and DGDs

DD and DGDs when the winter was just a little bit warmer.

Zoom!

Last night we got home from the show so fast.

I couldn’t believe we made it out of the parking garage and to the apartment in less than 20 minutes. That’s crazy good time. We’ve been stuck in that garage forever after a Bass Hall show.

DH aka super driver.

Anyway we got home and I grabbed a cup of coffee to warm up. An entire cup. No thought.

At 9 p.m.

Once upon a time that was no big deal. These days? Oh man.

No sleep. Which would be okay except we’re at school until 8 tonight.

😴😴😴

The words aren’t working today. That’s for sure!

Not the coffee I drank. This is the newsroom coffee.

What I’m Loving: this year’s yearbook, my new socks, chicken

What I’m Writing: So Much For Happily Ever After

Downtown

We looked at a loft today. A loft connected to the train station.

We love the train. We love downtown. But would we love living there.

We’re not going to decide today.

We’re a month from normal life. 4 weeks. No way is now a time to make that kind of big decision.

But…

One day. Maybe.

I think we’d like it.

Our first Bass Hall Broadway show of the season

What I’m Loving: Fort Worth, the TRE, Bass Hall, Sundance Square, Quest Snickerdoodle cookies, the Daily Calm

What I’m Writing: So Much For Happily Ever After

1950 Chevrolet DeLuxe

I might have gone a little crazy with taking car photos. 1950 Chevrolet DeLuxe. This sure is pretty. My father-in-law had good taste. ❤️

The Last Of The Classics

The Last Of The Classics

1950 Chevy Deluxe

This is it. The last of the classic cars.

When we sell this beauty, we’re out of the classic car business.

I expected today to be a day of joy. But when we walked inside Johnny’s house it was kick to the gut.

Johnny isn’t here.

Before now even though he’s been gone for months the house still smelled like Tide and Snuggle and Cream of Wheat.

That’s gone now.

And sitting here looking at this empty space hurts in a way I didn’t expect.

If I close my eyes I can remember Johnny in the kitchen with the hard candy or making tea or eating cookies. I can see the Buddhas and model classic cars and the tons of old movies.

Once Johnny stopped treatment for his cancer he laughed as he talked about all the cars he was leaving for us non-car kids. He said we’d have fun.

I enjoyed visiting the Leake Auction, but I’m not sure about fun. It has been nice to remember Johnny in each of the vehicles.I don’t know how long it will take to sell the Chevy, but when it goes I know we’ll be a little sad. We’re not car people, but Johnny was. I hope the Chevy finds a new owner who will love her like he did.

Johnny at Grandfield Days with some of his classics.

Mr. President, please open the government

I don’t know anything about governing a nation but come on, Mr. President. Open the government.

It’s on you.

Accept the border spending, open the government then demand weekly dinner parties with Democrat and Republican senators where you preside and make the case for your wall. Negotiate the right way.

With the government open.

With people getting paid.

With furloughed workers going back to work and keeping us safe, keeping the government doing what the government does. Running federal prisons, working TSA, working as air traffic controllers, patrolling our oceans and beaches and borders.

You can’t wait on Mitch McConnell anymore. He’s proven he WON’T bring a bill to a vote even though it would pass.

I’m not sure what your friends told you was going to happen. They were wrong! People are hurting. 800,000 people. And it’s going to be more soon.

So please, Mr. President. Open the government. You can do it tonight while you’re watching Tucker. Make the call that puts the whole thing in motion. Save us from this insanity before things get worse.

Sincerely,

Mary Beth Lee

Blog Beginnings

I started my blog Jan. 16, 2005. That is crazy.

I started with a mission statement of sorts. The message that I wanted this space to be a sort of positive reinforcement for my writing and getting healthy.

Over the years it’s become something much more.

It’s been a space to write about family, writing, diet, politics, books, movies, teaching, advising journalism and more.

I’ve laughed, I’ve cried, I’ve raged and I hopefully have inspired.

I haven’t focused on a platform. I’ve just shared thoughts and life.

I’m looking forward to more of that!

 

What I’m Loving: The Daily Calm, coffee, Torani sugar free syrups, Pod Save the World

What I’m Writing: So Much For Happily Ever After

Look in the Last Place You Had It

Somewhere between my classroom and the apartment I lost my lunchbox.

I don’t know how this happened.

But it reminds me of back in the day when I would lose my hairbrush and my mom would say “Look in the last place you had it,” and I’d look at her like she was crazy because hello, if I remembered that, I’d know exactly where the brush was.

A little note to the person who finds the lunchbox: the pepperoni and cheese were courtesy of a last minute–crap, I forgot to pack my lunch and I’ve got to get–scramble to leave this morning.

I’m not sure why I was scrambling. My alarm went off at 5:45 and 6:00 and 6:15 and 6:30.  Okay, maybe I do know why leaving was rushed.

Back to the hairbrush. The one I remember most was white with a glittery plastic handle and bristles that made me wince as I brushed through the tangles.

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Once I used an entire bottle of TAME conditioner on my hair to try to get those tangles under control. The commercial lied. I still had tangles AND my mom busted my backside.

Trouble was my middle name back then. There was the BandAid Woman episode where I took all the bandaids in the house and plastered them all over my body then jumped in front of Young and the Restless and sang “BandAid Woman!” like I was Shazam or something.

Yeah. That did not end well.

I’m not sure if the hairbrush was lost at that time, but it sure the heck was found, and man, was I ever sorry about that.

BUT I won’t be sorry if my lunchbox shows up tomorrow.

AND my mom was right. That advice is golden.

 

What I’m Loving: This is Us, Atomic Habits, the Daily Calm

What I’m Writing: So Much For Happily Ever After