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“In your own life it’s important to know how spectacular you are.” ~Steve Maraboli

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Sunday’s Be Happy Challenge:

– Something That Makes You Awesome. –

Wow – What makes me awesome?  Hmm.  I’m not usually a self-bragger, so this one is a tough one, although I’ve been inspired by TheLifeandTimesofaMom’s letter to herself telling everything she loves about herself.  We don’t usually think about the things we like about ourselves.  In fact, as women, we’re often our worst critics, focusing on the things we wish we could change.

For a nice change of pace, today I’m going to focus on what I like about myself… the things that make me awesome.

1. I have pretty eyes.  I get my blue eyes from my mom.  They’re neat because they change shades depending on what color I’m wearing.

2. I’m intelligent.  I often think of my perfectionism as a negative trait, but I guess it doesn’t have to be.  I’m smart, and I like to do things right the first time.  I guess when I really think about it, that’s not necessarily a bad thing.

3. I’m loyal.  When I love someone, I love hard, and I’ll do anything for that person.

4. I’ve got mad dance skills.  ↓ Enough said.

Photo by Leslie Dobbe Photography

Photo by Leslie Dobbe Photography

5. I’m a good mom.  The boys may not always agree with that, but that’s only because they don’t always get their own way.  The bottom line, however, is that I bust my butt for those boys.  I went through absolute hell to fight for them during my divorce, and I would do it all again in a heartbeat.  I’ve raised intelligent, respectful young men, and I am very proud of that.

6. My blogging awards.  Have you seen the right side of this page, people???  I’d like to make my awards list even longer, so nominate me for more – Then I’ll be even more awesome!  Just kidding.  Now, if only I could be Freshly Pressed…

7. I’ve got great legs.  They’re my best asset.

8. I’m a great debater.  Seriously, I can argue either side of an argument pretty well… even if I don’t really agree with that particular side.  Someone in high school actually signed my yearbook with something to the effect of, “It was great getting to know you, but I always hating having to face you in debate class.  You were always so damn good.”  I was born to be an attorney – This makes me happy. 🙂

9. I have never ever tried a cigarette.  Never.  Not even a puff.  For real.

10. I save lives.  As you know, I donate blood every time they allow me to.

11. I donated my eggs once.  This makes me awesome because there are a lot of couples who wish they could have children, but for whatever reason, they can’t.  Hopefully I helped their dream come true!

12. I’m an awesome gift-giver.  I’m not normally a very creative person, but for some reason, when it comes to giving unique, yet useful gifts, I can usually nail it!

13. I’m a Gamecock fan.  This automatically makes me awesome, duh…

14. I love sports.  And I’m a girl.  Girls who can sit through an entire baseball or football game and drink beer and hang with the boys are awesome.

What makes YOU awesome?  Because I already know you are!!!


“What I like about photographs is that they capture a moment that’s gone forever, impossible to reproduce.” ~Karl Lagerfeld

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Saturday’s Be Happy Challenge:

– Your Favorite Photo You’ve Taken (or Top Three Ten). –

Gosh, this one is really difficult.  As you know, I love taking photographs, and I have thousands… of my kids, of my family, of the places I’ve visited, of the fun things we’ve done, etc.  I have so many photos I love that it’s really hard to pick only three ten.  I was able to narrow the thousands down to ten, which I believe is quite an accomplishment, even though I’m cheating a little bit.  Here they are:


Alicia Benton Photography

Alicia Benton Photography

I love this photo because I think it really captures the beauty of Charleston, which I’m proud to call home.


Alicia Benton Photography

Alicia Benton Photography

Again, Charleston boasts so much natural beauty that I never get tired of taking it all in.


Alicia Benton Photography

Alicia Benton Photography

I love this photo because it shows Gerald’s natural athletic ability.  Whatever he does, he tries his best at, and he’s his own worst critic.  He loves to win, and he’s a natural in every sport he plays.


Alicia Benton Photography

Alicia Benton Photography

This photo is priceless to me.  Anyone who knows Gerald and Ronald, knows they’re usually at each others’ throats.  Instances like this one are rare, and I appreciate them beyond explanation.


Alicia Benton Photography

Alicia Benton Photography

Ronald is a natural when it comes to pitching, and I love this photo because it really captures his intensity and concentration.  When he concentrates on something, that little tongue comes out, and you know he’s focused!


Alicia Benton Photography

Alicia Benton Photography

This is a beautiful photo to me.  It shows my two children and two step-children enjoying the beach in a rare moment when they’re all calm and peaceful.


Alicia Benton Photography

Alicia Benton Photography

This photo is great because it shows the kids’ silly sides.  The giggles that went along with this photo were amazing!


Alicia Benton Photography

Alicia Benton Photography

Go Gamecocks!  You all know that there’s nothing I love more than an SEC football game.  To me, this photo shows the love we Gamecock and SEC fans have for the game.


Alicia Benton Photography

Alicia Benton Photography

I love this photo because it captures Ronald’s innocent side and love for the outdoors.  He’s usually such a prankster and jokester, that it’s nice to see this side of him once in a while.


Alicia Benton Photography

Alicia Benton Photography

This photo shows the beauty of St. Croix.  Unfortunately, no photo can capture the true splendor of it, but this one gives a little sneak peak at the gorgeous water, lush landscapes, and beautiful palm trees.

Man, this was really tough.  I could go on with my favorites all day, but I’ll spare you…!

“Dark circles under my eyes sink deeper and deeper into my skull, in contrast to my pale skin there is an undeniable resemblance to a fresh corpse.” ~Dee Remy

The two things I’m sure of in life are as follows:  1. I am EXHAUSTED.  2. My kids are freaking awesome.  Seriously, I have no idea how they do everything that they do.  I understand that kids have more energy than those of us from the “olden days,” as the boys so affectionately call it, but I don’t ever remember having even close to the amount of energy that they have.  We always tell our kids that they have it easy because they’re still kids.  WRONG!   I mean, yes it’s true that they don’t have to have jobs or pay bills, but they still work their little butts off every day!  Think about it… the average adult works an 8-hour day, right?  Well, my kids, like many others, work 7 hours a day at school and then after that, work another 2 to 3 at whatever sport’s practice ’tis the season for.  They wake up at the butt crack of

Photo by Alicia Benton

Photo by Alicia Benton

dawn, and go to school, where they don’t just sit and daydream all day.  (They’re terrified of suffering my wrath if they bring home a bad report card.)  They work hard, listen well, and study hard.  And on top of that, they have to deal with the awful pressures of middle school… the bullying, the labeling, and the constant attempt at fitting in somewhere.  [I HATED middle school and would never ever ever go back.]  Then after being in school all day, they come home, do their homework, and rush off to sport’s practice.  Keep in mind, my kids play a sport every season.  They get about a three-week break in the summer, but the rest of their year is spent playing football, baseball, basketball, or wrestling.  Any of you who’ve played a sport before know that it takes hard-work and dedication to succeed.  And RUNNING!  Tons of RUNNING!!!  They remind me of Forrest Gump they run so much.  By the time practice is over, I’M exhausted.  I know that they must be.  And then, what amazes me, is that the next morning, they wake up and do it all over again (without getting a paycheck every two weeks).  They are ah-maze-ing.  This time change has thoroughly kicked my butt.  And this morning?  Forget it.  It was dark and rainy.  It’s a miracle that I even got myself out of bed, much less the boys too.  I look like death and can’t even function before my first cup of coffee.  And Lord knows, don’t ever try to have a conversation with me before that glorious liquid crack kicks in.  I came to work this morning, complaining incessantly that I was exhausted.  Then I had to stop, shut up, and remind myself that Gerald and Ronald are really the ones who should be complaining of exhaustion.  (Please don’t give them any ideas…)  They work their little butts off constantly and don’t even get to drink coffee!  Next time I feel like whining about how tired I am, all I need to do is look, with pure awe, at my two little men.  They make me so proud, and I’m constantly amazed by them and their resilience and commitment.  I, of all people, have no right to complain about being tired.  My desk job doesn’t look so bad after all…  

“Sometimes I just want to paint the words ‘It’s my fault’ across my forehead to save people the time of being pissed off at me.” ~Christina Westover

Photo by Alicia Benton

So have you ever been blamed by your kids for something being your fault?  Well, I’m not exaggerating when I tell you that everything that Gerald does wrong is somehow MY FAULT… For real.  “I missed that football tackle because you were taking too many pictures from the bleachers a half mile away.”  “I missed that basketball shot because you breathed too loud.”  “I didn’t pin that kid in the wrestling match because you blinked.”  Today at baseball practice was the perfect example of yet another thing I did wrong.  Now keep in mind that I have never played baseball a day in my life.  I mean, sure, I throw the ball with the kids and play a pick-up game with them every now and then, but I throw like a girl, and I hit like a girl, and I would never EVER expect a team to rely on my mad baseball skills.  So anyway, today at practice, he was working with a batting coach who’s played in the Major Leagues.  He was showing him how to step into the pitcher and power up his swing, keep his head down and eye on the ball, and where to connect with the ball on his swing.  Now when it’s Gerald’s turn to step up and hit, he does a good job with all the steps, except keeping his head down and eye on the ball.  So what happens as a result?  He either hits a foul or misses it completely.  This happens about three times before the trainer shows him again how to keep his head down.  As soon as Gerald steps back up to hit, he keeps his head down, and he hits it… Imagine that!  But, by this time he’s already furious because, as he so eloquently puts it, “he sucks at hitting.”  The very SECOND that practice ends, he yells to me from behind the fence, “I suck at hitting because last year YOU told me that I need to open up my swing more!”  Now if you read back up a few lines, you’ll remember that the reason he missed the first few balls pitched to him was because he was picking up his head and not watching the ball all the way to the bat.  Two questions:  1. What the heck does opening up his swing have to do with keeping his head down?  2. How the heck is it MY fault that he’s not watching the ball?  I didn’t hide his eyes when the pitch was thrown.  I didn’t pull a pillowcase over his head.  I didn’t jump up and down screaming his name so he would turn around and look at me.  How in the world can I possibly be to blame for this?  I wasn’t surprised in the least to be the brunt of his wrath because, like I said, I’m ALWAYS the bad guy.  WTH???  So my response… “Gerald, I’d take the blame for this, except I don’t even know what the heck “opening up your swing” means.  If I really said that last year, then I’m completely impressed with myself, and I will probably tell you to do that again all year this season because it sounds completely cool!”  The response I got:  The awesome, infamous, teenage boy GLARE.  But, ultimately, I got the response I wanted… He shut up.

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