Research Papers and more time wasters...

Okay, so by now I could have written a dissertation and thesis with all of the research papers I have written. In fact, I just got finished writing one on Posttraumatic Stress Disorder, I believe I now suffer from this because of all of the traumatic events and pictures I had to read about, view, write about, etc. I also do not understand how teachers can think that reading 20 books and journals and then quoting them is useful. I like to write in my own words and my own opinion. Obviously, you can see that by my blog- Seriously though, these psychologists who have had years of training and research, seem to be smarter than Jilliemae, go figure? Their idea of treating someone who has suffered a traumatic event (such as, rape, robbery, war, floods, animal attack, etc.) is to re-visit this truama. I don't know about you, but I am not into exposing myself to trauma. I also have an immense fear of dogs, and I don't think me going to the dog pound or petting "pit bulls" would cause me to be any less afraid of them. I steer clear of traumatic events or situations. If it starts thundering outside, I would prefer to put in some earplugs and go to my mother' s basement, just taking precautions you know, Jackson tends to get blown away from time to time. I mean, I have gone to school for almost an eternity and I am not a doctor, but my theory seems to make much more sense. Do not overload graduate students with 15 page research papers and do not suject yourself to traumatic events. Two standards you can live by!

Mississippi- another country?

This weekend Jeff and I loaded up the kids to go visit his family in MS. You know the State- we don't visit much, and we don't always realize why until after we have backed out of the driveway. It takes a good 2 hours to get to Hernando, MS from Humboldt/Jackson, TN. This is depending on the traffic and the amount of State Troopers hiding in the medians or under overpasses. But after the first 10 minutes Jordan and Jennamarie have already asked how much longer it is until we get there. My favorite question Jennamarie asks is are we in TN yet? Yes, Jennamarie we live in TN. I have already asked everyone if they had to go to the bathroom, and if they forgot anything. Oh yes, we got everything and everyone has used the potty. Before we reach Brownsville, Jennamarie has to use the bathroom. Jordan and her have almost gotten into 52 arguments, altercations and Jeff has pulled the car off the road with idle threats to turn the car around. Also, they fight over what we play on the radio. They want to listen to MY IPOD, and fight over who gets to listen. They also fight over blankets, pillows, etc. We are not going to California, just a 1 hr 45 min or 2 hr drive. By the time Jeff and I get there we are ready for serious therapy. THEN, the kids get hugged on kissed on, waited on hand and foot and Jeff and I are looking at each other like "Why did we even come?" no one cares that we are here. It's his parents! I mean, they are very happy to see us- but it's all about these bratty kids that have acted like monsters and come in wearing halos and putting on their best smiles and manners. Oh well, I can't complain, Jeff's mom just takes over with them- but then Jeff and I have to re-program them after all the spoiling. We get back in the car, and the little monsters start over. Usually, they are much quieter and deeply depressed that they have to go home with these strict horrible parents who make them do chores and make them respect authority. Go figure?

She's Country!!!

So how is everyone doing??? It's been a while since my last blog, since I never have time to do anything. Have you heard that great song by Jason Aldean called "She's Country?" It is awesome! Nothing sad about that song- It also pretty much sums me up- "Country" that is- I am constantly reminded of people I meet or even see everyday about my "accent". Some people's accents are what makes them who they are- I mean, look at Elvis, Dolly Parton, Cary Grant, John Wayne, even Simon Cowell on American Idol, I don't think would sound quite as mean, if that British snobby accent was not shining through. The sad part about talking Southern, is that people consider you stupid. I am fortunate in my job that I am working with kids from all over the state of TN and most from pretty small towns, so my "DRAWL----" don't bother them at all! Seriously, I'm blonde and I'm country, but I like being me. I don't pretend to be anything different. So the next time you want to snicker at some one's redneck slow talking accent, consider that many people have made a profitable living speaking that way. Look at Granny Clampitt! And also- tape record yourself sometime, unless you hail from Cinncinatti, chances are, you sound pretty funny too-