Turkeys and Tiaras

HAVING PROBLEMS WITH MY PICS.  I DECIDED TO EDIT SOME OF MY WRITING AND MY PICS DISAPPEARED.  I ADDED THEM BACK AND NOW FOUR SMALL BOXES SHOW UP ON MY SCREEN.  IF I CLICK ON THE BOX THE PICTURE APPEARS.  SORRY FOR THE PROBLEMS.  HOPEFULLY MY NEXT POST WILL GO AS PLANNED.

I enjoyed a stereotypical rural southern day.  Hubby left early this morning to play in a golf tourney benefitting our local high school football team.  The kids and I got up and headed towards the course to see if we could help out.  On the way I phoned my friend and she talked us into coming to her house and riding with her to their farm.  Today is the opening day of turkey season and her hubby and friends killed five turkeys.  We rode out to the farm so the children could drive the dead turkeys around in the gator.  Good ole southern fun. 

Nothing like two kids driving around w/a dead turkey

We headed back to my friend's house and stopped in the McDonald's drive-thru only to experience a little fun as the person taking our order fussed and cussed because she could not get the cash register to cooperate.  My friend was kind enough to let me leave my kiddos at her house so I could go to the golf tournament and help prepare plates of food for the golfers.  I dipped potato salad as we watched a black cloud approach.  The cloud loomed, but the men never came in from the course- good ole southern boys ain't afraid of a little thunderstorm.  During all this I took a call from a friend wanting to know if I had red camellias blooming- she was fixing flowers for a bridal shower this evening.  I don't have any, but suggested she go to my neighbor's house and cut some of her flowers.  She asked if my neighbor would mind and I answered of course not-just tell everyone who grew those gorgeous blooms.   A southern lady loves to hear everyone swoon over the fresh cut flowers from her yard.

After dodging the storm and dipping potato salad for one-hundred plates I went back to my friend's house to prepare my little princess for the next event.  Her dance company was invited to perform at a pageant in a neighboring county.  If you have never attended a community wide pageant in the south- you are missing out.  This pageant is the best fundraiser the community has going.  I dressed my little gypsy in rhinestones and a hot pink stretch metallic supergirl costume.  We applied make-up and hairspray so she would not be washed out by the glow of the spotlights on the candy themed stage.  After dressing we went back to the golf course to drop off my son (he had no interest in going to the pageant) and let Daddy see his little girl.  Imagine the looks on the golfers' faces as a little pink supergirl entered the clubhouse.  Believe me she took the spotlight.

Wow- what a difference a few hours and no turkeys make

Once we greeted all the gentlemen and got a hug from Daddy we drove 20 miles to the neighboring county.  I must not forget-we had to stop at the Dollar General to ask for directions.  After arriving we saw dozens of girls from pre-kindergarten thru high school awaiting their chance on the stage.  We listened as the "tiny misses" were introduced.  The mistress of ceremonies read a brief biography on each contestant as well as a few other tidbits.  I chuckled as the mistress read about each child's favorite food as well as their favorite celebrity.  No doubt, chicken tenders, pizza, steak and shrimp were favorites.  Justin Bieber, Taylor Swift and Jason Aldean were favorite celebrities.  We were really not surprised to hear Toddlers and Tiaras was the favorite tv show of most contestants.

My daughter and her group did a great job performing.  We were exhausted from all of the activities and headed home for the evening.  Upon returning home, I asked hubby who won the tourney.  He did tell me his team was in last place (no surprise since he rarely gets to play golf).  I could not get him to tell me if he had the highest score on the team.  I believe this is where most southern men use a little embellishment.
Tomorrow should be a very normal day with church and an afternoon nap- need a little normal after such a fabulous Saturday.  I don't know how much more I could take.



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