20th High School Reunion Freakout

In approximately 48 hours, I will be joining the Wilson, OK High School Class of 1992 graduates- hopefully the 30 of us who are still living- along with our families, former classmates, parents and teachers for our 20th reunion. Believe me it will be nothing like this... It's a no cost, very casual affair in the "old" school cafeteria.  I have asked everyone to B.Y.O.- cups (red solo is optional) plates napkins drinks and snacks We are only going to meet for two hours. With an option for the graduates to go out to dinner and an after party later that evening, once we all assemble and get a proper head count.  No worries, right? No sweat. Easy, peasy....

I'm not even going to begin to show you a picture of my bed with all the wardrobe changes I have tried.

(you would call Clinton, Stacy or Heidi  for sure)

But, I have cute toes and all of us housewives know the importance of that.

 Thanks Mother in Law!

♥Mrs. Hart♥
and Miss WHS and Most Dependable- Class of 1992

Sneaking a Peek Into Your Neck of the Woods- CYA to the Sun!!

Twenty-Five years! Wow! That is the number of years that my hometown Wilson, OK has been having its annual Fall Fest. So hard to believe that I was, yes- 11 years old when we celebrated the first event. For the several years now I have tried to make it a point to go back during Labor Day weekend to celebrate this event and catch up with old friends and family. This year I actually participated a little differently.

 I ran/walked/giggled/talked/jogged and giggled my way through my first 5K!

I joined my Moma for her second 5K and my cousin Tonya for her first 5K.

I have been reading this book since Christmas 2010 called Run Like a Mother.  I started reading this book because I placed on my bucket list to run a 1/2 marathon by October of this year. Yeah, it usually doesn't take me nine months to read a book. I really do want to be a runner and not just a walker, but I need a magic spell placed over me to "like" running. So, I did not succeed in my plan of a 13.1 but, I do have my first race under my belt.

You know, it is a HUGE thing to do something like this by yourself  and train like both my cousin and Moma have done. But another secret that helps go the extra mile is the encouragement received from family, friends and other peers. Crossing the finish line was an amazing feeling of success and having each and every organizer, sponsor and participant that finished before us to cheer us on was an absolute honor.

Congratulations to all CYA to the Sun 5K Run/Walk Fall Fest 2011 participants!

My Moma & Me before the race!

Moma, Me & Tonya striking a pose- maybe we should just model running wear.

Ha Ha- Goofballs at the start line!

I really didn't want to share this one. See the support at the finish line. My son  is even there. We really need to work on my form. LOL! Oh and our time...we tied of course (even though I think she beat me) ...42.87!

Isn't this why you run? For the t-shirts.

That's what happened in my neck of the woods this week, what about you? Inquiring RHOK'in Housewives want to know! Grab the button, link up, and we will be over to visit!

♥Mrs. Hart♥

MckLinky Monday: Where I Come From

The welcome sign- every town has theirs, right?

Where I come from, everyone knows my name. Those who don't, moved into town after I left 18 years ago but chances are can call my daddy by his first name! I grew up in Carter County, OK in a little town located 17 miles west of Ardmore named Wilson. The 2000 census showed the population at 1,584. Yes, we may be small, but we have a claim to fame -- Chuck Norris.

Chuck Norris and yours truly-1990

When I graduated high school in 1992 and went off to college, I couldn't wait to get out of that town and swore I would never live there again. I was born for the city life. One grocery store, one flower shop, and one main street to drag wasn't going to cut it for me! Needless to say, you should never say never. Not many people know this, but from 2000-2002, I was a part of that census number.

You see I needed my hometown during that time, more importantly I needed my family in that small town. Even in the smallest of small towns you CAN stay hidden from the prying eyes and gossip-filled mouths. Only the people I wanted to know, knew I was there and why I was there. The company I worked for downsized management and rather than take a demotion, I chose a severance package, sold my home in Edmond, and had a brand new, beautiful baby boy. Yes, I played the role of single mother during this time period and could not have done it without the loving support of my family.

Hometowns are there for a purpose. Mine served as a great shelter for me during a very difficult time of my life. I still call it home. I try to visit home at least once a month to visit my parents. It is important to me that my children visit their grandparents, aunts, uncles and cousins who all still live in my hometown or nearby. I want my kids to know and love where I come from just like I do!

Main Street Wilson

Where do you come from?

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♥ Mrs. Hart ♥