My Son: Future Dr. Superstar M.D.

Student leaders at Louisiana Tech are making sure no-hazing policies and attitudes are enforced.

During my sons undergraduate studies, hazing became a national problem seen on University campuses across the nation. It seemed for a while that every time we turned on the news at night we would hear about another fraternity hazing event that would ultimately cost a young person their life, before it had ever begun.

My son, Payton, during his time at Louisiana Tech University was President of his fraternity, Delta Chi, and during that same time frame was also elected President of the entire Greek Council which oversaw all fraternity and sorority activities on campus.

This is a local news report dedicated to the ongoing hazing crisis and what local campus Greek leaders are saying and doing about it.

This mamma considers her baby boy an absolute celebrity due to his appearance and opinions.

The following is my brilliant sons (no I’m not biased😊) acceptance letter into medical school at Louisiana State University Shreveport. He has wanted to be a cardiac surgeon since he could utter that phrase. He maintained a 4.2 or above throughout elementary, middle and high school then went on to college on a full academic scholarship. There he was on the Presidents list all four years, was Mr. Louisiana Tech, a member of the Homecoming Court, volunteered every summer for four weeks with MedCamps (a special camp for children and adolescents with severe disabilities), held down not one, not two but three jobs and stayed on top of his many extracurricular activities all while keeping his grades up. He graduated with his degree in Pre-Med, Summa Cum Laude, in May 2018. Since then he has been working as a medical intern at TIRR Memorial Hermann hospital in Houston. Needless to say, I am one blessed Mom!

My son will only be twenty three years old on Valentines Day of this year. He has accomplished so very much in those 23 short years that I am absolutely in awe of his dedication, determination and work ethic.

I could not be any prouder if I tried!

Congratulations, my handsome son! Keep your feet on the ground but never keep reaching for the stars!



Here’s to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square holes. The ones who see things differently. We’re not fond of rules and we have no respect for the status quo. You can quote us, disagree with us, glorify or vilify us. About the only thing you can’t do is ignore us, because we change things. We push the human race forward, while some may see us as the crazy ones, we see genius. The people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones who do!!!

I love my tribe of misfits to the moon and stars!

The Glory Hole Cafe

My amazing brother-in-law and I are quite the cooks in the family. He’s a commercial supervisor for a Heating and Cooling Company, I am a disabled housewife…..but long ago we decided that our collective retirement dream would be to open a restaurant called The Glory Hole Cafe.

Now as we all know, success in business comes with hard work, being good at what you do AND a catchy name for marketing strategies. Who wouldn’t want to eat at the Glory Hole?!?! I’d check it out just because the name makes me laugh. Glory Hole is not necessarily porno……a fisherman’s sweet spot is also called a Glory/Honey Hole, so I decided it would be a seafood restaurant to take off the porno innuendo, but sick fucks like myself would still consider the porno aspect of it. So tell me, my dear blogging family…..would you or would you not stop by and check out the Glory Hole Cafe & Gift Shop?!?

MiMi’s World

Hi my friends and fellow bloggers, sorry I’ve been so quiet (for me anyway) the last few days. As you all know from my previous blog post, I became a MiMi to the cutest, sweetest, smartest grandson in the whole wide world and I AM SMITTEN.

I can barely take a second away from him…..I begged my daughter to let me stay the first few days at home with them and she sweetly turned me down and said they had to learn, that I couldn’t stay with them forever….the thing is I call BULLSHIT on that because I don’t care if I had to pitch a tent in their back yard….I would totally do it to be close to my grandbaby. I taught my kids to be self reliant and independent but if I knew it was going to jump up and bite me in the ass like this, I’d rather them still living with me at 40! Ha!

Having a new innocent life to worry about has my BPD anxiety in overdrive. I feel like I have an elephant sitting on my chest but in a good way if that’s not an oxymoron. Thanks to all for the kind words and well wishes!! They mean the world to me❤️

Vacation=Best Anti-Anxiety Reliever EVER

As we are driving back from Destin, I am reflecting on what an incredible week I’ve had with my amazing husband. We were able to reconnect on every level. We REALLY needed this trip. We truly feel like newlyweds again. The long walks on the beach at sunrise and sunset, the talking like we haven’t talked in so very long. Every reason I fell in love with my husband was on full display during this entire trip. He has spoiled me rotten and I have loved every second of it.

We spent evenings at the Harbor Walk, Margaritaville and Gilligan’s whose rum runners will knock your damn socks off! Can anyone say FUBAR?!?

We collected shells together for our bathroom at home because it is done in a beach theme. We ate delicious food and had tons of laughter and fun. The stress and anxiety of the past couple of months has just melted away leaving two middle aged teenagers blissfully in love just like the day our eyes met across a crowded room. My BPD did not rear its ugly head one time and I’m so thankful for that. My husband has a calming influence on my soul and I adore him for it.  We watched the dolphins frolic and went on sunset cruises to watch the sun go down by boat. It was spectacular.

Both my husband and I truly appreciate the beauty and peacefulness of nature. We are truly blessed and I think we both appreciate that fact a lot more than we did at the beginning of this adventure.