Mama Nancy and Daddy Carlos answer your questions

Y’all know how much I love my parents. Really love them. I don’t go a day without talking to one (most of the time, both) of them. They’re fantastic.

I am super lucky that my friends love them, too and value their advice. So when I came up with the idea of letting my mama take over my blog as an “Ask Mama Nancy” thing, my friends were totally into it.

Well, folks, y’all have blown my socks off. We got so many great questions and I am especially grateful that Mama Nancy AND Daddy Carlos have chosen to answer them for you.

Without further ado…

1. What is your skin care regimen?-Miss Carrie

Mama Nancy: Because I don’t have a specific routine that I follow involving morning creams, cleansing, nightly creams, cleansing, etc. with expensive anti-aging creams/lotions/etc. (although I probably should), I do use products containing moisturizer as much as possible. Most of my life I have used Ivory soap for baths and to remove makeup.  Within last five years have begun use moisturizing hand soap for baths and hand washing (buy the large “Soft Soap” bottles of Honey and Cream).  I use Suave body lotion (Baby Powder scent) after bath. Cetafil moisturizing cream on my face as my base before applying makeup, and do not wear makeup on the weekends (unless we are going out).   

 
Daddy Carlos: coffee, drink water, and take my vitamins.
 
2. What’s the worst thing Aislinn ever did as a kid?-Anonymous

MN: Sneaking out of the house at age 13. Aislinn snuck out of the house via her bedroom window late at night after we had all gone to bed to go joy riding with some friends.  Given the hour and her means of exiting guessing she believed I would never find out. WRONG!!!!  Momma’s can feel it when their kids are up to something.  I woke up during the night.  Checked in on her and found her not in bed and the window slightly raised and the screen removed.  I replaced the screen; locked the window; turn off the lights in her room, and waited.  At around 2:00 a.m.  I heard her at the window.  She knew she had been found out and was in trouble.   I opened the front door, stood on the porch and waited for her to come to me.  I told her I was extremely disappointed in her. Through this one thoughtless act she had endangered herself and lost my trust, which would take a considerable time to earn back. She was grounded for a month, and I mean grounded.  She never, ever did it again.

She failed to tell y’all how my daddy kept me up the entire night and the rest of the next day doing housework and mowing the lawn because he said “you wanna stay up all night? Okay. We’re gonna stay up alllll night.” Damn right I never did that again.
 

 DC: Kiss a boy in the computer room. Poor guy, I made him so uncomfortable that he had to leave. Well, that’s what daddies do.

 
3. Do you ever worry about Aislinn getting hurt at CrossFit?-John

MN: All the time.

DC: Yes, I worry all the time because she does not listen.

 
4. What is the most embnarrassing thing you witnessed Aislinn do during high school?-Chad “The Judge” Judy

MN: I can’t recall Aislinn ever doing anything to embarrass me. I do recall her “yearly fall” in the upperclassman halls while in junior high and high school and even the first year of college.  Had I fallen in a crowd as she did, I would have been supremely embarrassed.  So each time I learned about a fall, I felt embarrassed for her (but only after ensuring she had not hurt herself). But she wasn’t really embarrassed, either.  Her reaction upon falling flat on her face in a crowded school hallway (or in front of the LSU Student Union) was to laugh at herself.  (Good for her!)  Inevitably, the good looking guys would run to her rescue. (Maybe that is why she was never embarrassed?)

DC: Floor (knock out) one of the boys cause he would not stop bothering her and trying to kiss her.

5. What was the greatest unrealized fear you had while Aislinn was growing up?-Kristie
MN: The late night call to tell me she has been harmed/hurt in some way.  That fears stays with me, and I hope it stays unrealized always.
 
DC: That she grows up to be one of those who falls in the category of “Help! I have started talking and I can’t shut up”.  A car accident.
 

6. What was Aislinn like as a baby? Was she ever dropped on her head?-Jarrell
MN: Beautiful, inside and out, quick to laugh, inquisitive, bright, and absolutely the light of my life (I swear she has to say this, y’all. She’s my MOM).  We never dropped her on her head, but she did sustain a fall when she was about a year and a half hitting her head on a carpeted concrete floor. She opened her mouth to let out a scream that did not come. She could not breathe. I felt overwhelming fear and panic run the length of my body as I rushed to pick her up. Thankfully, my husband did not panic.  He told me to blow in her face.  I did.  She let out the loudest wail and I felt relief, but not for long.  I immediately called the pediatrician to ask about signs of a concussion.   Although she seemed fine and exhibited none of the signs of a concussion, I lay awake with her cuddled next to me throughout the night while she slept, just in case.  She’s had her falls and spills (see #4 above), but I learned fear and panic can wait, when it comes to your baby, it was more important to stay calm and do what is needed.

DC: Dude, anyone can see she has “Dain Bramage”.  Dude where have you been? (Thanks, Daddy)
 
7. What’s your favorite food?-Anonymous
MN: Beef fajitas and guacamole.

DC: Aaahhhhh anything that tastes good and if I am allergic to it…well I will just have to deal with that later.
 
8. Why isn’t Aislinn named “Nancy III”?-Anonymous
MN: Because she would not have been a III (Junior, maybe, but I didn’t like my name enough to saddle my daughter with a “junior”), and I really liked the name “Aislinn” which is Gaelic for “Beloved Dream”.  I was given both my mother’s legal name (Aurora) and her nickname (Nancy).  Nancy a nickname?  Let me tell you a story.  When my mother was born, my grandmother named her Nancy. My grandfather liked the name Aurora.  In those days, with home births, birth certificates were completed at the county courthouse.  My grandfather did the honors. Guess what name he put on the birth certificate?  Right!  Not Nancy. When my mom needed a copy of her birth certificate at age 18, the courthouse personnel were unable to find it under the name Nancy.  But they did find an Aurora with her date of birth and parents.  (My grandmother gave my grandfather an earful about this, according to my mother). Mom, nonetheless, was always and forever known as Nancy never using the name Aurora. 
I loved the name Aislinn.  First saw it in a book by Kathleen Woodiweiss called “The Wolf and the Dove”, a book I read after finals my senior year in college in 1974 (13 years before Aislinn was born.).  Loved the beauty and the strength of the character named Aislinn and the name itself.  Thought then about naming a daughter Aislinn, IF I ever had one.  In 1987, when my husband and I learned we were going to have a baby girl.  He readily agreed.  He selected her middle name Alysse. 

DC: I guess for the same reason girls don’t use their mother’s wedding dress.  From what I can see…naming the kid after you/wearing the mom’s dress seems to be the mother’s wish and the daughter tries to let her down gently by saying ” But Mom, the last time you saw this dress it was on yourself.  Why would you want to ruin that vision?” (Is that a left handed complement?) Way to reference my post, daddy. Haha.
 
9. What’s your favorite thing about the ranch?-Jarrell
MN: Sitting under a mesquite tree drinking ice cold beer. Eating the fajitas, mojellas, and pinto beans cooked over an open campfire. And leaving.

DC: No one to bother me and can “Crop dust” all I want or as more sophisticated people like to say “drop a Rose” Farting, guys. He’s talking about farting.
 
10. What’s the best piece of advice you can give to high school girls?-Anonymous
MN: Wow!  That’s a tough one.   Given all the pressures of high school (which unfortunately continue to some degree or another thereafter, too), I think the best advice is to know your values, live your values, and know you have value.  AND when and if you have any doubts or are in any way uncertain, talk to your parents.  We were young once, too.  The challenges of growing up don’t really change that much. 

DC: Support yourself women have the last word on sex.  You can always borrow a guy for the night cause it is less expensive.  And go on about your business and don’t hold your breath and girls should stop thinking that being married is the ultimate thing in life.
 
11. How do you make your hair so perfect?-Anonymous
MN: Trust me, it is far from perfect!  (Wavy with frizzies) But when it does look “perfect” it is because of the precision haircut by an excellent master haircutter named Helen at Visible Changes in Memorial City Mall who over the past 15 years has come to know my hair and what it can and cannot (or should not) do.  AND a Chi straightener.

DC: I don’t.  It’s too much work and if you’re ugly like me, what difference could it make? Perfect guys hair is like when I see people who dyed there hair and now they really look dead…sorry, that is not one of my aspirations.
 
12. What’s your best advice about dealing with boys?-Jill
MN: See answer to # 10 above.

DC: Just treat us like your dog (hope you’re a good owner).  Yes, we will tell you what you want to hear but you must understand that we do not really mean it ’cause…’cause well, we weren’t made that way!

13. What are your top 5 favorite southern sayings?-Lacey

MN: “If I tell you a rooster can plow, hitch him up.” (My favorite!)

“Love does not go begging.”

“One day, I hope you have a child just like you.” (Her mama “blessed” her with this curse and she did the same to me. Safe to say…I’m not planning kiddos) 
“If you want it done right, do it yourself.”
“Never get involved with anyone that has less to lose than you do.”
 

DC: “Wow, that chick is hot.” 
“Does it taste good?” 
“Does it come with fries?” 
“Have it your way”
“Thank you”
 

14. What’s the best advice you’ve ever given Aislinn that’s been passed down from a prior generation of your family?-Miss Dulcie
MN: Despite my having vehemently insisted I would never repeat it to my children because I hated hearing it, the best advice is, “Because I said so!”  Your parents are the ones who will always love you unconditionally, have only your best interest at heart, and are determined to protect you from all things including yourself and to help you learn to be the best you can be. When they say, “Because I said so,” it is after consideration of all of the above.  The hope is that once they are adults, they will have come to that realization and make decisions for themselves they have learned to love themselves unconditionally, act in their own best interest, and make decisions that makes them and their lives the best it can be.

DC: If you don’t stop kissing that boy in the computer room, I am going to beat you both with a chancla (sandal. In Spanish). Aislinn will say the same thing to her nieces ’cause she is not allowed to marry. Okay, she can adopt a dog.
 
15. What’s the best original advice you’ve ever given Aislinn?-Miss Dulcie
MN: Truthfully, I can’t think of any advice I have ever given that is not in some way derived from something I learned from my mother or my father.  Maybe that is the way it should be.

DC: I’m proud of you for decking that boy to the floor.  Oh, don’t listen to your mother she’s a girl.
 
16. As a mama, can you put into words the amount of accomplishment you feel for Aislinn?-Xavier
MN: I feel the same overwhelming sense of joy and wonder today for Aislinn as I did the first time the nurse put her in my arms 26 years ago.  She was a wonder then – my first and only child, with 10 perfect fingers and toes, my nose, her daddy’s eyes and chin, and my mom and dad’s first grandchild.  Throughout her life, I have seen wonderful traits and characteristics I can trace back to my mother and others within the family. To this day she continues to amaze me with all her talents, skills, her passions and compassion, and all she is capable of doing, has accomplished, and is likely to accomplish in the future.  She truly is a composite of all that is the best of both her daddy and I and all those who came before her.  We are blessed.

DC: My wife would say “Thank you Mija for not listening to your Dad”.  Sorry guys, girls don’t understand that things work better in reverse…she listened to me kind of a lot and she came out purtyyy good.
 
17. How high do you have to count before responding to sass from Aislinn?-Miss Dulcie (lol!)
MN: I don’t.  I immediately give her “the look” which she has come to know from an early age, means stop it NOW, or I say, “You don’t talk to me that way,” and walk away.  Either way, she knows she is in trouble and it will cost her something she values.

DC: First I will slap the biscuits out of you and conserve my energy for something more rewarding than counting.  Counting, really?  Who the hell started that?  Could not have been a guy.
 
18. How can you let your daughter join the Marines?  Is it because she’s an adult?-Anonymous
MN: You answered your own question, but I’d like to elaborate a bit.  Aislinn is an adult who is responsible for making her own decisions regarding her life and its direction.  Thankfully, she still asks our opinion and considers it . Aislinn comes from a family on both sides who have served their country.  Her grandfathers on both sides and ALL of her great uncles WWII veterans.  Several of her uncles and cousins, also on both sides of the family, have served and continue to in the military. (One even graduated from the Air Force Academy.) That she would consider the military is not a surprise given the value we place on service to country and community.  However, we are also very aware of the inherent risks of military service.  We trust she will consider all aspects of any commitment she may choose to make to serve in the military, and if in the end she decides to make the commitment, then I like my grandmothers, aunts, and my mother before me, will pray every day that she be kept out of harm’s way and sees her safely home.

DC: Sounds to me like someone does not think the Marines are a good organization.  This falls under one of many categories but the first and most pressing is “success or failure on your terms or mine”.  Only after the decision has been made and there is some history behind it will we know if it was the right decision or not.  Any one coming out of the forces and says it was good is saying they were successful.  If a person says the experience was negative then we’ll know it was not successful.  The idea is life is to line up what you will be involved in in a manor such that it is leading you toward your goals or accomplishments.  I remember when she was a kid and set up a lemonade stand.  She was disappointed to say the least.  So I asked, “what did you learn?”  She started with these people are this, that and the other.  So I told her “No. What you learned was: that Lemonade is not what sells around here, bone head!!!”  Oh don’t worry she did many other things and succeeded.
 
19. What is your exercise regimen?-Anonymous 
MN: Zumba!

DC: Work at the ranch and have a can of Bud Light in each hand.  You should see how well developed my…


…stomach is.
Did you really think I was going to say arms?
 
20. Does Aislinn get her determination from you or from Daddy Carlos, or both?
If its from both, how do you guys get along?-Anonymous

MN: Probably from both of us, but Aislinn is her own person and perhaps represents the best of both of us.  As for my husband and I, we have been happily married for almost 28 years. So far; so good. (At the time of our engagement, my husband jokingly set out the terms of a marriage contract as he envisioned it – a 50 year term of marriage with an option to renew every 10 years thereafter.  Even after 28 years, fully expect to fulfil the terms of the contact and then some!) 

DC: Mostly I am amazed at how smart Nancy and Aislinn are. Me, I don’t want to be smart. It’s too much responsibility. Of course, when we get pissy we say things like, “well, you’re just like your uncle so and so!” but that doesn’t last long ’cause then I get hungry and decide that eating is more important than being pissy. Hey, what do you want? I’m a guy, remember? The way to a man’s heart is through his stomach. Duh. Where have you been?
 
21. Are you a regular reader of Eat Pray WOD?  As I said before, the genius of Aislinn’s blog is that we can all see a little of ourselves in her experiences.-Anonymous
MN: If checking Aislinn’s blog every 2 or 3 weeks or so and reading all entries to catch up equates to regular, then yes, I am a regular reader.  I’m glad you think Aislinn’s blog is “genius”.  I think she is pretty awesome myself.  I love her sense of self and humor. She makes me laugh (most of the time.)

DC: Us guys don’t even read instructions when they are provided…what would ever make anyone think that I would read a blog? Hell, I was busy installing a “Solar powered water pump”.  Do you really believe I have time to read a blog? Goodness. HAHAHAHA He makes a valid point.
22. Will you adopt me?  I can always use some sage advice.  Its okay if Aislinn is your favorite.-Anonymous
MN:  You know, after we had Aislinn, my husband and I wanted more children.  We tried and sought medical help, but after a while we decided to leave it in God’s hands. God’s answer was, “No.” As is often the case, we sometimes do not know the “reason” behind God’s plan for us.  Now that we have seen Aislinn through elementary, junior high, high school, college, graduate school, and all of the attendant costs, challenges, etc. we now know the reason — ONE CHILD IS MORE THAN ENOUGH!!!!!   Please do not take offense.  We are just too far along in years to start over.   Nonetheless, will give you one piece of advice — you have only to look homeward for sage advice.

DC: When I see parents putting up with their “little tricycle motors” (babies), I am sooooo glad that I am older than dirt and past all the child raising. When you get old you get very selfish with your time. I guess if I had a lot of money, I would do it, but don’t hold your breath. I am not in the mood for putting up with more stuff.
 

23. What happened to flight 370?-Jill and Steve
MN: It never arrived at its destination and has disappeared.  Beyond that, it is anyone’s guess.
 
DC: Oh yea, the dam plane.  I’ll tell you what happened to the dam plane…it’s MISSING!
 
Thank you to all of you who wrote in questions. This is hands down the funniest post I never wrote. And thanks to my wonderful parents who indulge me in every crazy, harebrained idea I have. Even when it involves me calling them in the middle of the night begging for them to take over my blog for a day.

Growing Up A Tiger


“How did you end up at LSU?”

I get this question a lot. Like, a whole lot. Most people ask me where I’m from and when I tell them I’m from south Texas, that’s the follow up question. 

I realized-thanks to a reader!-I’ve never told that story here, so I guess I should. 

Mama Nancy is from Baton Rouge, kind of. She was born in south Texas and moved to Baton Rouge just before her freshman year of high school. She went to LSU and finished her bachelors, masters, and law degree all from the LSU system. 

Growing up in Texas, my entire family was split: they were either Texas A&M Aggies or Texas Longhorns. But my mama was a Tiger. The only one around. Saturday afternoons, we would watch the Tigers play and every touchdown, I could count on my mama to do her signature touchdown dance. I knew I wanted to go to LSU and be a tiger.

Once I got to high school, I started thinking really seriously about my future. I had a boyfriend at the time that loved the University of Texas. He was two years older than me and he wanted me to follow him up there when I graduated. I was young and in love, so I considered it. 

The summer before my senior year, I visited LSU and University of Texas on an official “figure out what the hell you’re going to do with your life after high school” trip with Mama Nancy. To her credit, she was incredibly unbiased and she kept saying, “I just want you to go wherever you’re going to be happiest.” 

I liked UT a lot. It was big and diverse. 
But it was so big. 
Like, really big. 
The people were nice but, I don’t know, it didn’t feel right.


We made the drive from Austin to Baton Rouge, talking the whole way. Mama Nancy pointed out where the trees became covered in Spanish Moss and where I could get the best boudin sandwiches. When we got into Baton Rouge we took a mini tour of the city where she showed me the hospital at which she used to work (Earl K. Long) and we passed by her childhood home. We drove up Government Street into downtown and then onto campus and down sorority row. 

We toured the campus the next day and things felt right. Like I belonged there. My mama added in her own whispered commentary during the tour, pointing out her favorite places to study and tailgate. 

photo credit: http://www.lsu.edu

I just knew. I knew I was supposed to be a Tiger. 
I applied to the one college I wanted to go to and got my acceptance letter on August 6, 2005. 

Now there are two Tigers in the family. 
We have good memories of hot boudin sandwiches, road trips to New Orleans, afternoons on the parade grounds, large diet cokes in the student union, and studying for hours uninterrupted in the Law Library. 
We drank Jack and Diet Coke at tailgates, raised hell in the student section of Death Valley, got chills during the LSU Fight Song, and stressed over exams in Middleton Library.
She yells, “GEAUX!” and I yell, “TIGERS!”  
30 years apart.

Our very favorite building. Also where my office is now located! Photo credit: http://www.replayphotos.com

And even though we’ll both be in Texas in 3 very short months, you can catch us every Saturday in the fall having our very own tailgate in the backyard. Chicken on the grill, beer in the cooler, and doing our own touchdown dance for every point our Tigers put on the board. 

I guess you can say it runs in the family.

My mom thinks I’m weird and other things on Friday





Another week come and gone! And the end of this week means the end of the CrossFit Open season (post about that to come on Monday).

So Mama Nancy thinks I’m weird. Through this blog, I’ve “met” a ton of people that I legit feel like I’m friends with in real life. We talk, email, text, facebook, and tweet each other like, all the time. I talk about them to other people like they’re real people (because they are, duh) but also like I’ve met them.

Mama Nancy: “so, you don’t think it’s weird-at all-that you’ve never met these people but you talk to them all the time?”

Me: “No.”

Mama Nancy: “Like, at all.”
Me: “Nope.”
Mama Nancy: “I really worry about you sometimes. It’s like you have imaginary friends-at 26.”

Me: “Except they’re real people, mom. I’m not making them up.”

Mama Nancy: “Sure they are.”

This is not weird, right? RIGHT?
(whatever, if you think it’s weird, just keep it to yourself. I like my friends)

Unrelated:
On Tuesday, I was walking on campus and ran into a group of “Christians” in Free Speech Alley who were screaming at students, calling them “sinners” and telling them that they were “destined for hell because they are impure and have not repented.” They picked me out as I passed and told me that I am a “harlot” (ouch), and “an abomination to God and a slap in the face of Jesus.”
Whoa.
First, not very Christian like, “Christians”.
Second, no one is perfect. Even if we try to live our lives in the most perfect of ways.
Third, I could have sworn one of the main lessons in the bible was “judge not lest ye be judged”, or are we not reading the same bible?



I smiled at that man and said, “bless your heart, I’m going to pray for you.” And that really pissed him off. He told me that God doesn’t hear my prayers because I’m a sinner. I said, “God hears everything.”

Lastly, he told me that I can’t be a follower of God because I believe in evolution and God followers can’t believe that dogs came from birds.
Um, right. Dogs can’t come from birds because…science?

The whole exchange just made me really sad. I know I usually don’t get into specific religious stuff in here, but I just can’t believe that God hates anyone. Or that any regular has the right to pass judgement on others.
My faith taught me better than that.

This week has been eventful to say the least.
I’m exhausted. 

If my mother only knew…

If you were to ask my mama, she would say I wasn’t that bad of a kid. Ask me? I was a demon child. 

Don’t let the Glamour Shots fool you. And that denim jacket gave me ALL the life.

I made good grades but I challenged everything. I thought every confrontation could be solved with a fight (oh. you wanna fight about it?). I always had to know “why?” I bitched and complained about cleaning, cooking, and sewing.

“Mom! Why do I have to sew?”
“Because who is going to darn your husband’s socks, Aislinn?”

“Mom! Why do I have to talk Spanish?”
“Because how else will you talk to your mother-in-law, Aislinn?”

“Mom! Why do I have to cook?” 
“Because I don’t want to, Aislinn.”
(Just kidding. My mother tolerates loves cooking)

“Mom! Why do I have to write and speak correctly?! I wanna say ‘lol’, ‘brb’, and spell ‘cool’ like ‘kewl’ like my friends!”

(with a really judgemental look on her face)
“Because you will sound ignorant and I will not let anyone say that ignorance came out of this house. Also because people will judge you.”

God. I was so annoying. 

Second grade. Yes, I have a pasta necklace on. Yes, that is my real hair. All that judgment you’re doing? Quit it. Right now. Second grade was rough.

Once I got into junior high and high school, I started being a rebel. Kind of. Like, I did things I wasn’t supposed to…but there was NO WAY I was gonna flaunt it in my parents’ faces. Because I knew some kids who did that and their parents were just like “oh no! What will we do about our rebellious child?”
…but I knew if I did it, my parents would murder me. Straight Texas Chainsaw Massacre. 

I was a rebel on the down low, yo.

So! If my mother only knew…

1. I tried smoking cigarettes twice. Both times they were Virginia Slims Menthol Lights. Both times I failed miserably and I did NOT become an immediate addict like all the literature in the school nurses office said I would if I tried smoking. 

2. One time, in college, I skipped all my classes for an entire month to pick up extra shifts at work because I blew all my money at one time and couldn’t afford to pay my bills. I didn’t tell my parents because I was really embarrassed that I could be so irresponsible. 

3. My first semester of freshman year at LSU, I literally drove every other weekend to San Antonio to spend time with my then boyfriend, but he was not the reason I wanted to transfer to UTSA. That would be because I wanted to take class with my best friend, Brittany.

4. In elementary school, I used to creep into her room and try on her bras to estimate how big my boobs would get and then meticulously fold them back the way that she had them so she wouldn’t notice. Ha. 
(ladies, don’t even try to tell me you didn’t do that)

5. I always knew that she kept Christmas presents at the bottom of her closet behind the shoes, but I would literally WILL myself to stay away from them. I didn’t want to ruin her surprise (she LOVES giving Christmas presents).

6. (if my mama and daddy both knew!) One time, my dad almost accidentally threw away all of the love letters, pictures, and little notes/artifacts from before and just after my parents got married. I managed to save them before certain demise and I’ve kept them safe ever since to avoid a accidental and unfortunate fate at the bottom of a trash can. 

I know I’m saying all these like she doesn’t know…but knowing Mama Nancy, she probably does know. With the exception of the last one. And if she didn’t before…she knows now! (hi, mom!) 

Linking up with: Two Thirds Hazel and Mommy in Heels

Happy Mother’s Day! Guest Post from Mama Nancy!

Happy mother’s day!

In the spirit of mother’s day, I asked my wonderful, adorable, all-knowing mother to guest blog for me on Eat.Pray.WOD!

If you’ve read my stuff or you know me in real life, you know how much I love my mother. LOVE HER. I talk to her absolutely everyday and I couldn’t have possibly been blessed with a better mentor, life coach, and role model. She loves me enough to do the things that hurt her because she knows I’ll be better for it. 

She’s incredible, pretty much.
Mama Nancy believes that there are some things that every mother should have taught her child, 5 things, to be exact.

SO here it is: a mother’s day post from Mama Nancy herself.

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5 things every mother should teach her child
by: Mama Nancy

1. “Can I tell you a secret?”
As a lawyer, I’ve seen all kinds of bad people and as the mother of a little girl, I always want to protect her. One easter weekend, my younger brother, Sonny, told Aislinn “you know, your mother is as old as dirt. But don’t tell her I said, it’s a secret.” Promptly, Aislinn ran to me and yelled, “MAMA! Uncle Sonny says you’re as old as dirt!” 

Darling, isn’t she? 

My brother said, “I said that was a secret!” to which Aislinn replied, “Mama says that ‘a secret’ means to tell mama.” 

At that point, I knew I had done right. Never would I have to worry about someone sketchy “telling a secret” to my daughter because she knew to share secrets with her mama. Even if the secret is that I’m old as dirt.

2. Mama may be mistaken, but she is never wrong.
This is one of my favorites. While Aislinn was growing up, I had to deal with listening to her problems and then, when I tried to give advice, she’d say “you can’t possibly understand what I’m going through!” 

I’m so sure.

And I’d give my advice anyway and Aislinn would say, “whatever, mom, you’re so wrong.” 

But sure enough, right I was. Everything happened just like I said it would and she would come to me and say, “you were so right. Everything happened just like you said it would.” And I got the immense joy of saying, “your mama may be mistaken, but she is never, ever wrong.”

3. Mama always, always, always knows
I’m not sure what made her think it, but Aislinn always thought she could get away with things. And yet, I always knew. Snuck an extra diet coke? I saw that. Took a trip to San Antonio without telling anyone? I knew that, too. Call it a mother’s intuition. Or maybe my daughter just wasn’t fooling anyone. 
I learned that a mama always knows when I was a teenager and my mama taught me. My brother Sonny and I were playing a game where we would flip each other the bird when Mother wasn’t looking. Each time she turned her back, one of us would flip the other one off. We thought we were so sly, knowing this hand sign that our mother didn’t know about and it was so insulting! Until, at dinner, we looked up and ever so slowly, a sly smile crept over Mother’s face as she lifted her hand and then lifted her middle finger at my brother and I. Needless to say, we were shocked and chose not to play that game again (at least until we were adults). 

4. Always say please and thank you.
Manners are big in my house. It’s important to make sure that you let people know that you appreciate them for what they do. Which is why it’s always necessary to say “please” and “thank you”. If you know my daughter, you know that it’s important to her to send thank you notes to those who have done something for her. Remember to always show your thanks to those who have helped you. You never know, your kind words may have a bigger impact than you think!

5. Always wear clean underwear.
It shouldn’t have to be said, but, you should always put on clean underwear when you leave the house. Why? Because wearing dirty underwear is gross. And because what if you’re in an accident and they have to cut your clothes off? How embarrassing for your mama when they have to let her know that your underwear was dirty! Save your mama some embarrassment and put some clean undies on. And while you’re at it, wash behind your ears and brush your teeth. Make your mama proud. Don’t let your smelly flag fly in public.

Bonus: When you think it’s a compliment, it’s really a curse.
I taught this to Aislinn, but I learned it from my mama, Grandma Nancy. Growing up, I was your typical teenager: headstrong and stubborn. I ran my mother ragged. One day, when she was particularly frustrated, she said to me: “one day, I hope you have a daughter just like you.” At the time, I believed this was a huge compliment…until I had Aislinn. All of a sudden, I had my own stubborn, headstrong daughter and I realized that my mother’s “compliment” was actually a curse! 

As a mama, I couldn’t have been blessed with a better daughter. I am so thankful that she is so determined and strong. I don’t know what I would do without her daily calls and texts. I thank God and St. Jude for my miracle baby everyday.

Happy mother’s day to all the mothers out there! Enjoy your day!
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Sha. My mama is the sweetest. And blessed am I to be a woman in this wonderful lineage. My mama (and my grandma) are made of some kind of invisible steel. I can only dream of being as strong as they are one day. 

We hope y’all had the best mother’s day and treated your mamas (or got treated to!) something super special!

From Left to Right: Grandma Nancy Sr., Mama Nancy Jr., and yours truly! I know, we’re triplets. Creepy, right?


Friday Round-Up

During the week there are a ton of odds and ends that I wanna put in a post, but I never do. Why? Because they don’t necessarily fit anywhere. It’s like, if I stick ’em in there, you’d read it and go, “well, that was awkward” Assuming you don’t do that already. Do you? Probably. I’m really awkward as it is.

So a round up Friday it is!

If you haven’t yet entered to win a FREE LatitudeGearRX shirt, you are missing out, yo. They’re awesome, super cute shirts designed to make you feel like a badass in the gym. Obvs. And they’re letting me give away 5 of them for the free. You can visit their website here and pick which shirt you like most. Then you can go to my giveaway post here and get thirty-nine entries to win. Lucky you!

Cute shirt, right? Go win you one! 

If you’re a crossfitter, you know that across the globe, teams are getting ready to compete at their respective crossfit regional competition…and my team is no different! The Red Stick CrossFit regionals team is busting ass in the gym to compete at South Central regionals this Memorial Day weekend. They are still raising money for the trip and it would be awesome if you (or someone you know) could help us out. You can check out the fundraising page here. Oh. And if you’re in the Baton Rouge area this weekend, RSCF is hosting a car wash on May 11! Run by RSCF and get your ride pimped or whatever. Donations welcome!

Check out these adorable mugs. Help ’em get to regionals, y’all! All photos by Mike Buck Photography and totes stolen from RSCF’s Facebook Page.  PS: I am not a skilled photo-putter-together-er. It only took me 2.5 hours to do this. Don’t judge. Things I will never get to be when I grow up: a graphic designer.

In case you didn’t see yesterday, your girl is ranked in the top 10 in her entire region for sales at GNC last month! HOLLA for hard work!

This is my dad’s way of expressing that he’s proud of me. Seems legit. Made me have a big ol’ smile on my face. Love the big guy. PS: if you’re reading this and thinking, “Ace sent me the EXACT same message.” I did. I copied and pasted to all the important people in life. Get over it. At least I think you’re important. 

I’m trying to con Mama Nancy into writing a guest blog post for Mother’s Day. I texted her about it this morning and she hasn’t responded yet. But I know she saw it because the read receipt said she saw it. Thanks, iMessage, for allowing creepy daughters and paranoid girlfriend/boyfriends to become even more creepy and paranoid. 

If you haven’t seen lately, there’s an urban lifting movement currently taking over the lifting world. Basically, people are lifting in everyday places. Like planking…but with weights. So obviously better and way less stupid. And I am totes excited to join in. My friend Alex mentioned it today on her facebook status, so clearly it must begin. Be on the lookout for urban lifting photos all over the world. Or just all over Louisiana and Texas. Since, you know, that’s where I live.

Best things last: I am way overjoyed to have a WHOLE WEEKEND OFF and spend it at a cochon de lait with My BFF April (this is her name in my phone), LCP, and MEC. I put their initials to protect the names of the innocent. I fully expect to drink to excess and have a great time. 

I’m also linking up for That Friday Blog Hop, so if you have some free time, feel free to click the button and hop on some other cool blogs! Since, you know, that’s what I do with my free time so I’m sure everyone else does, too. 
xoxo Rebecca
It’s the freakin’ weekend, baby I’m about to have me some fun. 
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Thanks for letting me know that my real face looks like a zombie

Who was the last person to kiss you on the cheek?
My mama before I left Texas last time. She left red kiss marks on my right cheek. So adorable.

What does your last outgoing text say?
“I just get cold! I start shivering and my teeth start chattering. I’m from Texas. I’m not used to this!”

How was your day, overall?
It just kinda started, so far so good. Although it’s state testing and my kids are going stir crazy. Rarely a good thing.

Have you kissed someone more than once in 2013?
Yes.

Where were you Friday night at 10 pm?
I can’t even remember last Friday night at 10 pm. Which gives you a good indication of what it was like and what I was doing.

If you married the last person you texted, what would your last name be?
Quartana

Who did you talk to before you fell asleep?
My adorable Mama!

How often do you hold back what you want to say?
Absolutely never. If I want to say something, I’m sayin’ it, dammit.

It’s 2 in the morning and you get a text message, who is it most likely?
These days? No one. I’m too old to be getting booty calls.

Ever cried while you were on the phone with someone?
Kidding me? Who cries? Not this girl.

Who did you last ride in a car with?
Jason.

When someone says, “we need to talk”, what runs through your head?
“We are already talking. How silly that you’d tell me we need to talk when it’s already happening.” Then, “aw shit, what did I do now?”

How do you know the last male you talked to?
He’s one of my seniors and today is his absolute last day of high school classes.

Remember the first time you kissed the last person you kissed?
Yes, I do.

Did your last kiss take place on a bed?
No, it didn’t.

Are any of your friends so close to you that you consider them family?
Absolutely. My family has grown exponentially with the addition of my friends.

Are you good at giving directions?
Moderately good at it. Assuming I know where I am and where the person asking me wants to go.

What does your mom call you?
Baby girl. Babycakes. Aislinn Alysse. Pendeja.

Are you wearing makeup right now?
Yes, unfortunately. I wasn’t, but then all my students were like, “Miss Herrera, what’s wrong? You look so tired.” so I put some on. Thanks, kiddos, for letting my know that my real face looks like a zombie.

Have you ever been nice to someone who treated you like crap?
No. For what? 

Can you recall the last time you liked someone a lot?
Yes.

Are you nice to everyone?
Initially. 

What does your last wall post on facebook say?
“Ok, because you are the only person I know that loves Nashville as much as I do…please tell me you watched it last night? So awesome. I woke the girls up for a split second at the end when I yelled out, ‘it’s about freakin’ time!’

Is it hard for you to be happy for someone else?
Not at all. If you like it, I love it.

How do you normally wear your hair?
These days? Down and straight. Unless I’m lazy. Then it’s up in a ponytail. Straight. Or curly. Or however I thought would take the least amount of effort.

Are you a righty or a lefty?
A righty. 

When was the last time you felt like you were unhappy?
Uh, when I realized there is still a month of school left?

Do you own a pair of handcuffs?
I don’t.

Do flying bugs creep you out?
Not at all. Unless they’re close to me. And then I stare at them, freak out, and run around the room/area flailing my arms to get away from them. Terrorists.

Would you ever be in a long-distance relationship?
I would.

Do lemons sound appealing to you at the moment?
Absolutely. I love lemons. I like to peel them and eat them whole. I also have no regard for the quality of the enamel on my teeth, obviously.

Sleep in total darkness?
I don’t know what the question is here.

What piercings do you have?
11. Mostly on my ears. One in my tummy.

Your glass is half empty or half full?
My glass is always full. Half air, half bourbon. Whatever gets me through the day, right?

Are frogs cute or gross?
Freakin’ adorable is what frogs are. In fact, one day, I hope to kiss a prince and wind up with a frog. Best day ever.

Do you wish you were born in a different century?
Yes. I also wish I was a Spartan. No, seriously.