Cheers to a brand new year!

This time of year naturally makes us reflect on the year that is coming to a close and the new year coming. Our years have always involved lots of changes, some great and some not so great, yet we always say, "if we hadn't been there, we might not be here." We always like to think about where we've been, where we are going and where we wanna be.

The Prissy Hen Social Hour has been a blast. Therapy, stress relief, fun, laughter, friends, lots of information. We have truly covered everything from lipstick to world politics, although not too much politics...not on the air anyway! We have made so many appearances, met so many people. We have laughed and cried and laughed some more. We have had shows that just packed full of information and we have had still others that probably had absolutely no actual information involved, but they were all a lot of fun. We have talked about so many important things, Banebow, Joshua, The Help Center, homelessness, Be The Match, Relay for Life, the flood in May and all those who were so affected, Valentine's Day and the All About Love Show, all the "on location" broadcasts, announcing the basketball game at for at the high school homecoming, Dickson County and Creekwood football...soooooo many memories. We are so thankful for all the laughs, the friendships, the fun. We have been so inspired by so many people and we cherish all the experiences we have had over the past year. We are no longer broadcasting the show on WDKN and are experiencing changes there too. We are gearing up for a show on the local cable channel as well as online. Exciting times.

Kids inevitably bring change to your life, they are all about change. Sweet Tiffy is engaged and Chad is a successful pilot. Lane will be 16 early this year (although he gave us quite a scare and we are so thankful to watch him mark another year!) and Annie is in middle school. Cayce will go to high school this year! Drew graduates in May, Carlie is driving, Dylan is in middle school, too and Cameron...is Cameron, a true prissy hen child! The Prissy Hens are good Mamas and we have some amazing children. When we get 'em all grown, we are gonna retire to somewhere tropical and live in a hut with a cute cabana boy to bring us cool beverages on the beach, we are gonna be too tan, too thin and smoke way too many cigarettes...oh, sorry, got caught up in a fantasy!

So, to quote Oprah...
"Cheers to a brand new year and another chance for us to get it right!"

fyi, pictured above is a Pink Halo:

Pink Halo
Grenadine
Sugar
1 ounce Stoli Razberi or other raspberry-infused vodka
5 ounces champagne
Berries to garnish
Directions
Dip the rim of a champagne glass in grenadine and then dip in sugar to coat. Add 1 ounce chilled Stoli Razberi, or other raspberry-infused vodka, and top with 5 ounces chilled champagne. Garnish with berries: red currants, raspberries or gooseberries.

I Buy Local!

"Be Local!" A very important topic for the Prissy Hens! One of the aspects on which our show was created was our desire draw attention to local events and local businesses. We want to make people understand the importance of "keeping your money at home."

The Prissy Hens make this a focus of our lives. Having owned local businesses, we know the importance of a strong local economy, or maybe we don't just know it...we focus on it and recognize how that impacts every area of our lives.

As the holidays approach, we have been busy meeting and talking about ramping up the "Be Local" campaign to entice people to shop local. To make people aware of the great choices and availablity of products we have locally to choose from.

These local businesses are the people who sponsor ball teams and donate to charities, who employee our citizens, who generate sales tax dollars. It seems fun to go somewhere else to go out for dinner, yet, if we fail to patronize our local restaurants, and i mean by local any restaurant located in Dickson (if you are here, you are local), then our restaurants will fail or at best will suffer from poor sales. Resulting in us never being able to attract new businesses, who bring jobs and commerce to our hometown. The same goes for our local retail businesses.

This is maybe not as fun a post as we like to write, but an important one to us. We are fun and silly and shallow but we are also smart business women, it is one of the things that makes us interesting!

Little Big Town Girls

Sometimes it occurs to me how lucky I feel to have grown up in a small town and how lucky i am to live there and raise my children there. There are, of course, times it occurs to me that it might not be such a great thing, but those usually involve being seen doing something I shouldn't or looking really bad doing something that I should. All in all, I count my blessings that I was born and raised in a place that is not so small town anymore, but still not a big town!

I love the fact that my children will walk down the hill and across the same football field to graduate. I hope they love every minute of it as much as I did and I hope they carry as many great memories and lessons through life that I hold so dear in my heart. I love that my kids really can't get away with much, because "Mama knows everybody and they tell her everything!"

I love having a radio show talking about hometown things and people and that people love listening to it. This week we were on the historic square in Charlotte Tennessee for the Charlotte Festival and we had a blast. Next week we are at the Fair to kick off the 86th Dickson County Fair. How fun is that?

There are so many fun, fun memories in my mind that involve the fair. When I was growing up, we got out of school on Friday of Fair Week for Fair Day. You could ride the bus to the fair and the bus driver would wait all day, while all the kids rode rides and ate food and then at 3:00 you loaded the buses and went home, no parents involved and everyone was safe, no one was murdered or raped or kidnapped. The worst thing that happened was that you rode rides till you puked, which I did EVERY year. My mother always joked that she had no worries about finding me at all, she knew I would be slung over a fence at one of the rides throwing my guts up. I seriously believed every year that THIS was the year that I would not get sick...never worked out. I still love the fair, but I pass on the rides. I can't even stand to watch the rides!

Nothing smells better than all the smells of the food at the fair, bar b que, cotton candy (like real cotton candy made on the spot), candied apples, lemonade, frito pie, fresh corn on the cobb, yummmmmmmmm. Oh and the barns, I LOVE the exhibits. I grew up on a farm and I guess the truth is you can take the girl out of the farm but you can never take the farm out of the girl. There is such a sense of home to me about all the cows and other animals and the vegetables and fruits. And, of course, the socializing.

Now I have to say that on some level, attending the fair is a good reminder not to get too uppity in how you view yourself. Many a comedian has made a good routine about the quality of people you can run into at the fair and they are all pretty much dead on in their descriptions. Jeff Foxworthy has a routine that I have heard so many times I could do it on a stage myself and it still brings me to tears to hear him do it, because I relate so well to it! At some point you just have to smile and realize that these are your people...it can be quite humbling!

So I'm smiling as I head into the week looking forward to "goin to the Fair". I can't wait! Maybe I could ride the round-up...

What's Next on the Show?!

Wow, I got a personal message from Jill Conner Browne asking for the number to call in the show! How cool is that. I have to admit, I'm not a very starstruck kind of gal, unless you are, like, Elvis or maybe Mick Jagger. But I think it would be very cool to speak with Jill. Jill Conner Browne is the NY Times Best Selling Author of The Sweet Potato Queen books. I love them all, specifically, The Sweet Potato Queen's Book Of Love. I laughed so hard I cried reading that book and when I finished it, I read it all over again, just to be sure that I loved it as much as I thought. I have recommended it to every friend I have and loaned my copy to a friend, just to pass it on.

I quote Jill often. The Prissy Hen's SO relate to so many of the experiences that she writes about that it just personalizes the read. And, of course, we grew up blessed to be Southern, so we not only relate to the experiences but the way she expresses them. We also are very colorful talkers, we love to be extreme sometimes to the point of tacky and we have learned hard lessons by not being "particular", a subject on which there is an entire chapter.

I sure do hope she calls us. I think it would be some interesting conversation!

Time To Dance

I can't believe how long since my last post. It brought me to tears when I logged on and read my last post. What a happy post it was. Made the pain of Joshua's death more sharp when I saw it this morning.

Joshua died last Thursday morning, July 1st. The joy of finding a donor was matched by the devastation when the donor backed out and Joshua continued down a path that in his own words, didn't have any time-outs. I have struggled a lot over the past weeks with my faith. But in my heart, I know that Joshua did not lose his battle. He won the battle. He is free. His faith insprired me, his love of life made me re-focus and re-prioritize. Time to live each moment, savor every little thing, don't leave any "what-ifs."

Time to dance...

A Miracle!

*****UPDATE FROM JOSHUA***** Prayer works!!! My perfect matched donor just agreed to donate his stem cells the 2nd week of June!!! Thank God!!! I can't stop crying!!!!!!!

I can't think of anything to add to that beautiful statement! Beth

The Flood of 2010!

I can't believe that Middle Tennessee could be so ignored by the national media. Basically no one outside of Middle Tennessee is aware that we had a flood of epic proportions over the weekend. We sustained 20" of rain in some areas, massive flooding. Loss of lives, loss of businesses, many areas do not have clean drinking water, nor electricity. Roads are damaged and unpassable in some areas, bridges are compromised, many, many have lost their homes and cars.

Please spread the word, in case everyone doesn't grasp the severity of what's going on in Middle Tennessee. Temporary shelters are at capacity, missing people are unaccounted for, many homes are under water, there is a water conservation emergency in Davidson County and some surrounding counties, much of Nashville's economic base is threatened by flood damage. Flood damage is widespread and of epic proportions. You can text 'REDCROSS' to 90999 to donate $10 to disaster relief.

I am very thankful to have not had to evacuate my family and to not sustain flood damage. But many people have suffered much. The economic impace, truthfully, will far surpass that of Hurricane Katrina. The area impacted and number of people will be much greater. Thankfully there will not be the extreme numbers of loss of life, but any loss is still loss.

It would be very nice if the national media would focus on it just for a minute to let the rest of the world outside our immediate area at least recognize that this has occured.

Joshua

I have a friend, Joshua Ragsdale, who is battling leukemia. Joshua was given very few options to save his life, basically he was told he needed a bone marrow transplant or there was very little hope. Unfortunately none of his family members were a match for him, so he was referred to BE THE MATCH, which is the bone marrow registry and the desperate search began. His family, his friends, people who don’t even know Joshua became involved by submitting kits to register to be a donor.

I have, along with several of Joshua’s friends, worked for years to raise money for Relay For Life. We have a team and have a wonderful time each spring raising money and participating in this very worthwhile cause. We chose this year to make BE THE MATCH our focus for Relay. So, we contacted them and they supplied us with training and all the supplies we need to administer the kits and register people through BE THE MATCH. We have worked very hard to get the word out and sign people up all the while hoping not just to find a match for Joshua but matches for people like Joshua, who were frantically searching for a match.

Miraculously, a match was found through the registry. A one in 12 million chance, according to Joshua’s doctors. The process was started to prepare for the transplant. Joshua has been at NIH in Maryland for months enduring the treatments to prepare him to receive the transplant. On Monday Joshua was told by his doctors that the donor had backed out of the transplant. He is devastated, we are devastated for him. We are back to square one, again trying to get the word out, trying to change the donor’s heart, trying to find another. Joshua’s doctors tell him they can keep the cells from blasting for about 1 month…odds are not on his side.

Joshua Ragsdale is an amazing person. He is a successful songwriter and an incredible spirit. His words through the darkest of moments are a light to those of us dealing with nothing compared to his struggle.

I am attaching links to BE THE MATCH and to several facebook pages to give you a flavor of this story.
http://www.marrow.org/
http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=143381280558&ref=ts
http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=143381280558&ref=ts#!/joshua.ragsdale?ref=ts
http://www.facebook.com/beth.w.garrett?ref=profile

Please go to the site and register. Please pray for healing, pray for comfort, pray for understanding, pray for a cure. Pray for Joshua.

Moments

I think a lot about living in "the moment", about experiencing life while I am in it. I feel like moments are a bit overwhelming at the moment!

I was definitely in "the moment" when my son woke me in the middle of the night and I opened my eyes to my baby, covered head to toe in blood, saying "Mama, I did something bad and we are hurt." I was in the moment for many hours after that for helicopter rides and ambulances and doctors and emergency rooms, for lots of desperate prayers and for the comfort of great friends and family.

I was in the moment when I had both children's birthdays fall in the same week when I was too broke to buy presents or have parties (see above!).

I was in the moment constantly over these last two weeks as my knee blew up and became the focus of my life, much to my dismay, with no easy option for healing in sight.

I was in the moment on Saturday when I spent a wonderful day on the air and enjoying a great local fundraiser with some of my favorite people in the world, while my sweet Annie was at dance competition with great friends who took care of her while I couldn't. I was definitely in the moment when Annie called to say that she and McKenna had won 1st place for their duo and won a special judges award to boot!

I was in the moment when I spent a few hours on Saturday night relaxing and laughing with Scotty.

And I was in the moment when I woke up worrying once again at 3:00 a.m. worrying about how to make it all work this week, how to pay for everything that needs paying for, be where I'm supposed to be and not let anybody down.

And then I was in the moment when I read my friend Joshua's post on facebook. Joshua is battleing luekemia. His hope for survival is a bone marrow transplant, but there was no match. Miraculously, a match was found, one in 12 million chances, thru Be The Match. Joshua has been thru hell and back to get ready for the transplant and traveled back to NIH yesterday to get ready for the transplant. He got the news today that his donor has backed out and his transplant has been cancelled. Right now I am living in his moment. I can't imagine how he is feeling. I am devastated for him.

I don't really have any eloquent words to express about that moment. I don't understand, there is no one to explain. I don't really know even how to end my post. The moments will continue, time marches on, another moment will come on the heels of every other moment. I pray for Joshua's next moment to be so much better.

Saturday is a BIG Day!

Well, of course, Saturday is always a big day. First, it's the weekend...nuf said. Second, we have our show. The three of us always go to breakfast and go over notes for the show, laugh a lot, then go to the studio and get on the air. It is wonderful stress relieving therapy!

This Saturday, though, we will be on the air all day. We are hosting a BBQ Cook-off and Concert to benefit The Fallen Officer's Association and The Child Advocacy Center. It is going to be a fun day with lots of great food and lots of great music. All of the WDKN radio personalities will be there introducing acts and helping entertain.

We have some really great music lined up and great sponsors too...The Roxy, Hiscall, Leadership Dickson County Class of 2010.

I am hoping for a beautiful day, I have put in my request with the "Lawd" as Kenneth says. I have faith that it is gonna happen.

Why?

I am not a complainer. I am high maintenance, but I self-maintain! I believe you make your bed and you lay in it. I believe that we all have our cross to bear. I say all that to reiterate...I am not a complainer. And I pride myself on being strong of spirit and very resourceful. I always have a plan b, c, d or right on thru the alphabet. I am quite adaptable.

I made my situation myself. As my great friend Margaret says..."honey, some of us are just bad pickers." Well, I picked badly and I have paid dearly. I won't go into how dearly, I don't like to go into it. Most people don't know or understand and frankly, I don't want them to. Most definitely not my finest moments in life. But out of it, I got the two most magnificent gifts of my life, my two beautiful children. And, suffice it to say...I would not go back and do anything differently and miss out on the honor of living my life as the mother of my two sweeties.

I, we, escaped it. And we live happy and strong lives. I give them wings to fly and find themselves like my parents gave me. We live, we laugh, we love each other, we worship together, we are a happy family, me and my two kids.

And regularly, their father pops into our lives to distort, disrupt, argue, accuse, swear, embarass, upset, disappoint. He has spent years living so selfishly that he is oblivious to the fact that he has this affect on their lives. Up until now they were too little to realize how he made them feel. Now that they are getting older and they see him as he is, he has become angry. He is angry that he can no longer tell them how to feel or what to think. He is angry that they don't accept as normal the way he chooses to live. He chose to skip spending Christmas with them. They were there as they always have been for Christmas Eve with their dad, they were excited about the gifts they had picked out for him, and that they had talked their mom into spluging to get what they wanted to buy for him even in a year where the Christmas budget was extremely tight. He just didn't show up. Didn't call. I put my baby to bed that night at home and she cried herself to sleep. My son was so hurt. Of course his hurt comes out as anger, he wants to fight his dad...not a good thing. And since then, there has been more and more hurt, more name calling and threatening. I have come to realize that the saddest part of the story is that he doesn't even know who his children are. He doesn't know that he has a beautiful, strong, intelligent, articulate, Christian son who will become and amazing man. He doesn't know that he has an angelic, artistic, loving, graceful daughter who is so desperate for the love of a father figure that I fear she will latch onto any man who shows her the least bit of attention.

I do not know how to fix this situation. I am worn out from plan e, f, g...s,t,u. And I have prayed for the answer. Listened and looked to find it. I have pursued things that make me happy and whole in the belief that just making our lives happy would overide all the negative. But, it always intrudes again. Some days I can't get past "why"?

PRESS!

So the title of my post is a little on the spare side. I have lots to discuss and not lots of time in which to post it...problem for a slow typer.

The Prissy Hen All About Love Valentine Show was GREAT! I hope that those listening enjoyed it half as much as The Prissy Hens and Dr. Love enjoyed doing it. Also, our friend Paul with the "I love my wife" poster outside the window of the studio, (like he was on the Today show!) was a great addition. We loved all the treats, the candy, the fab sunglasses, and especially all the laughter. We had so many call ins that we went about 30 minutes over the end of our show, which was wonderful. We had a blast...whatever shall we talk about this week?!

Which brings me to the title of the blog...PRESS! This week on the show we will be joined by our friend and local reporter Teri Burton. Teri is doing a story on The Prissy Hens and The Prissy Hen Social Hour for our local paper. We are very excited about the story and her visit! Wish us luck and tune in www.wdkn1260am.com, 12:00 (noon), Saturday, Feb. 20th.

Busy Prissy Hen Weekend!

Friday is finally here. The end of a somewhat less than fun week. Sometimes I wish for a restful, relaxing weekend. Actually, I am thankful to have enjoyed one last weekend with the BEAUTIFUL snow. It has been so long since we had snow like that, I think I was in maybe the 5th grade. We had a ball playing in it and eating like bears going off to hibernate. Snow makes us all little kids again and that is fun. This is SUPERBOWL weekend! I hate to root against Peyton, cause I do love him, but I really just have to be for the Saints. I began pulling for them when the Titans were out of the picture. I would love to see them win, I think it is their year. I mean, really...the Superbowl and Mardi Gras...can you even imagine the party! Laissez Les Bon Temps Rouler, indeed! And besides, their uniforms are fab, I hope they wear the black on black. You know it is all about the outfit, always.

On Saturday we have the radio show, of course, and then my sweet Annie has her first dance competition of the season, big excitement!

But biggest of all...It is a Prissy Hen birthday weekend. Belinda Sue's birthday is Sunday!!!! You get better with every passing year, B! Love you with all my heart.

B

The Prissy Hens do not like to talk about debt! But...

Maybe if I had more money I would like to discuss money more. I guess fortunately (or unfortunately, depending on how you wanna look at it), there was a time in my life when I had a lot more money than I have now. I know that is true of many. I had all my monetary issues in order as well and had a large 401k etc, etc. Times have changed and all that is no longer true. I seriously doubt that I will ever be in that happy financial position and I REALLY miss it! I mean, really, really miss it. Prissy Hens like lots of money.

I don't even like to talk about my money or think about how little of it there is and how hard I work to chase it! But, I got an email from my friend Christy today and she and her family have started a blog all about getting rid of debt. Their plan is to pay off their mortgage and go from there. The blog will be about their path to being mortgage free.

Christy is my wonderful friend who is very frugal except when it comes to purses...I may have to comment on the blog about where the purse orders fit into this plan!!!!) so in support of her efforts, I am linking her blog here on The Prissy Hen Blog!

http://stopthedebtinourfamily.blogspot.com/

So go check it out and maybe we will all figure out something new!

Come on dance...

"Come on and dance, we may not get another chance, because the night is falling and the music's calling and you've got to get down to the swing town" (guitar)! Steve Miller Band playing in my head this morning. I loved that album, still do. You know nothing compares to how I felt when I was a teenager and I got a new album, it just isn't like that anymore.

Today I entered Dickson in Kraft's Single Best Town contest! I hope we win! So many great things about our town. I would love to show it off.

Karen and Russell

My cousin Karen met "Prince Charming" and married him a little over a year ago. After spending much of her adult life miserable and mistreated, she finally found a true partner. A husband who loved her and wanted to take care of her. Someone to be happy with. Just a few months after they married, Russell was diagnosed with stage four lung cancer and it had spread to his brain. Karen has spent most of her marriage caring for Russell as he got worse and worse and on some days didn't even know who she was. Russell died on Sunday evening and Karen is burying him today. My heart breaks for her and has many times since Russell's diagnosis.

In Steele Magnolia's, Julia Roberts has a line..."I'd rather have 5 minutes of wonderful than a lifetime of nothing special." Hard truth. Thinking of you today Karen. All my love.

Monday Morning

What happened to the weekend?! It disappeared. The Prissy Hen Social Hour was particularly fun on Saturday and really, my few minutes of me time for the weekend. We laughed a lot and talked a lot, got to have some back and forth with Bob and Amp covering the basketball tournament. By the way...Dragans rule, won the championship. Way to go boys! We also talked about Dave Ramsey's seven baby steps to financial security. That was a hoot. Pretty sure ol Dave has never been a single mom. If he was listening, and I'm sure he was, we threw out an invitation for him to join us. He actually is very funny and the Prissy Hens think he might (might) could hold his own!

I think we are going to do a Valentine themed show on February 13th. Since the Prissy Hens hate Valentine's Day, we thought this might change our minds. We aren't bitter about it, in fact, we are funny about it, but we hate it! Our number one Prissy Hen man wants to join us and we love that idea, should add a lot of laughs.

I am starting my day off frustrated. Frustrated by the unpleasant evening I had after a very tiring day yesterday, frustrated and misunderstood in my expressions with loved ones this morning, frustrated in my reaction to them, big headache already...not a good start.

Monday Morning

Prissy Hen Need To Know Info

I felt the need to post an informative (maybe venting) post this morning with some information for our fans. It is always a little amazing to refer to "fans", but man oh man, are we thrilled to have fans!!!! We love our fans and we are so humbled by the fact that someone wants to listen to us be us!

We have had several inquiries about listening to our previous shows "on demand" on the WDKN 1260 am website (www.wdkn1260am.com). All of our shows are recorded and generally you can go back and listen to any show at any time. That feature is temporarily not working. The Prissy Hens don't know why, but while I am bringing everyone up to speed on the blog, Belinda is on the phone with the station.

We are also unable to sign in to our mailbox on the station website, so if anyone wants to contact us, please do so on facebook (The Prissy Hen Social Club) or comment on this blog. We love, love, love hearing from you all. We like you to call in during the show, we love emails, comments, etc. The Prissy Hens are very social, we like interaction! Gives us more to talk about.

Don't forget...Show tomorrow, 12:00 (noon) cst, WDKN 1260 am if you are local or listen online at WDKN1260am.com. Call us at 615.446.4000.

So, Dorothy, when you find Toto, bring him with you and we'll have a drink!

It's been that kind of day! I am pretty sure that the highlight of my day has been that i left my wallet at Pei Wei at lunch, got all the way back to the office and realized that I didn't have it, knew immediately that I had left it. Of course it was the one day in life that I had more than 72 cents in my possession. I am pretty sure I had a mild heart attack on the way back to Pei Wei from my office praying that a. my wallet was there, 2. my money was still in it, and c. that I did not run out of gas since I was on fumes and had forgotten to get gas while I was out.

All prayers were answered. Wallet was there with cash, and I made it to the gas station. Of course I threw up my lunch.

oh, well.

note: The a, 2, c order is not by mistake. It is a Prissy Hen personal joke. A friend of the Prissy Hens is big on talking in points and invariably says "a...and 2" or "1 and b". She doesn't realize she does it, but it just sends the Prissy Hens into crazy laughter. We have made so much fun of her that we now just do it too on purpose!

Glamour...

"But in the flesh the meaning, for me, is still the same no matter what the era: Glamour belongs to the male or female who has the ability to change the temperature of the room as soon as he or she enters it." Annette Tapert, author of The Power of Glamour and The Power of Style.

I love that quote, it reminds me of many of my favorites from Coco Chanel or one in particular from Marilyn (my fav)..."I don't care a thing about money. I just want to be fabulous."

My friends have heard me quote that many times, usually in breathy Marilyn voice, which I do pretty well. The Prissy Hens love glamour. We like to feel glamourous and look glamourous as well, but really it is mostly about what is inside. Confidence is glamourous, truth and belief in oneself is sexy and attractive. Glamourous is not always about bling or even clothes or jewelry or makeup or even shoes!!!! (well, maybe shoes...ha!)

Check out this post on FETCH at
http://fetch.taigan.com/fashion/glamour-girls/

Oh! my goodness Beth, you are awesome! I love our new blog, I am just pleased as punch
to know that we have a blog! I bet wkdn will be sooo proud. This is very exciting and fun.
I look forward to talking about "The Prissy Hen Social Hour" on our new blog, 'long with several
hundred other fab topics. Whoooaahoo~~
We 'b bloggin'!!!!! Look out 2010~'cause here we come.............
Posted by Belinda Daniel

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A Moment

That is Prissy Hen code! The Prissy Hens have busy lives and we have very little free time, so from time to time, at the end of the day, when our ears are hot and cell phones are going dead from too much time spent talking on them (from both work and non-work), when the homework is done, clothes are ready for school the next day and kids are fed and ready for bed, The Prissy Hens will sneak away to have a brief conversation or sneak a smoke (shhhhhhh!). We usually meet at one of a select few places and sometimes we don't even get out of our cars as we are dressed in pajamas or some other "non-prissy" relaxing outfit.

Last night we met at one of our regular spots. Let's just say that our local police were doing a great job protecting our local businesses. And to our buddy, whose parking lot we frequent, your stuff was safe last night. We were cruised several times and we laughed to say that it probably went over the freakin' scanner that the Prissy Hens were smokin! Good grief...can we just have a moment?!

I Hate When Tuesday Acts Like Monday

The day started out good, I actually slept all night, got the kids to school on time, got my cinnamon pop tarts, talked to B to start the day and then when I got to the office...it was so Monday. I hope it gets better from here.

I wish things would slow down a bit. Tonight is a home basketball game, which Belinda and I have been wanting to go to. Unfortunately, it is Planning Commission tonight and I think Annie has b.ball practice, so I won't make it. Love Cougar and Lady Cougar basketball, wish I could just go enjoy the game.

The Prissy Hens are so affected by the tragedy in Haiti. We are wanting to contribute in some way. We have an idea to do a fundraiser and simply ask people to contribut $1. We want to get the radio station behind it and have people drop off $1 to donate toward relief for the earthquake victims. I hope we can pull it off. It is difficult to watch and understand that kind of devastation. 200,000 dead...wow. A dollar doesn't sound like much, but a bunch of dollars together will make a difference.

We are also trying to put together a Valentine's Day package...interesting since The Prissy Hens usually boycott Valentine's Day! We just hate when there is a whole day devoted to people who have someone who loves them! We aren't really that bitter and synical, it just reminds us that we don't have a sweetheart, so we don't particularly care for that reminder. Of course, it will be Amy's first wedding anniversary. What a year it has been. Well yay for Amy and Jamie. Maybe we can get our Valentine's Day thing put together and a lot of people will have fun at our Prissy Hen Valentine's celebration and we will feel all different about it in the future :>:>:>

Welcome To My Blog

Welcome to my first blog. I won't say how much time I have spent setting up or researching how to set up this blog. It's an "old dog, new tricks" kind of thing. But, here it is.

I am Beth, my fellow Prissy Hens are Belinda and Amy. We have our own radio show in our hometown. We are all local business owners and entrepenuers, we are very social minded, we love being involved and giving back and we like to work hard to make our home a better place. We are mamas first and foremost, we are true southern women. We all have been married more than once, unfortunately. As a great friend of mine once told me..."honey, some of us are just bad pickers!" We love to have fun and we love to laugh and talk.

This blog will be about everything and nothing and I hope you enjoy it! The Prissy Hen thought for the week is..."if you can't get rid of the skeletons in your closet, then you'd better teach it to dance!" (or lock the door and put a chair in front of it)