Happy Mother's Day: To My Moma

My Moma has always been a role model of mine. She has always told me that I can do anything if I put my mind to it. I may not have gotten her eyes or her curly hair, but I did get the best part of her: her personality.

There are so many layers of my Moma that you can't see. She can scare a grown man with one look. She can laugh her head off until she has tears in her eye.  She is stubborn, so am I. She is classy, and I hope that I will be as classy as she is one day. By watching her be a leader my entire life, I learned that you have to be confident and always say the right things. She has been my shoulder cry on, the person who I can vent to, a drill sergeant at time, and more than anything, my friend.

We have gone form this…

To this… 

… In 15 years and I would not trade a minute of it.

Since I was born on May 18, which is between Mother's Day and Father's Day, my Daddy has always had one more Father's Day than my Moma has. So in honor of my Moma's 14th mothers day, here are 14 things that she has taught me:

1. You have to always dress for the part. 

2. Being over dressed is better than under dressed. Always. 

3. Kindness get you far in life. 

4. There is always a time to be serious and a time to have fun. And to take full advantage of the fun part… 

5. When in doubt, resort to Channel. 

6. Keep your head up, and your boobs out. 

7. Every thing happens for a reason and it will all work out in the end. 

8. Diamonds are a girls best friend. 

9. You can't control everything in your life. You sometimes have to leave it up to fate. 

10. You can never have to many shoes, or too much pink. 

11. Your best friend will always be the first to laugh at you when you fall on your butt (literally), but also the one that picks you up first. 

12. Always have lip stick, tissues, business cards, a pen, and a note pad in your purse.

13. Don't be afraid to stand up and speak out for what you believe in.

And last but not least...

14. A smile that go a long way. 

My Moma is defiantly a feminist and believes that women can do anything that a man can do, and most of the time women do it better. She thinks that a successful women, can be a mother, a business women, and a strong community leader. She is. My Moma has sort of lived by this one quote:

Heres to good women

May we know them 

May we be them

And may be raise them. 

Thank you for reading, happy Mother's Day to all of the Mom's reading! Thank you to my Moma for always being there for me, and always believing in me even when I didn't.

Your Faithful Prepster,
mSv

A Family Affair: Snow!!

I got a little stir crazy today, and I was already feeling better so I decided I wanted to go out side, and I did. And it snowed. A lot. My Moma, Daddy and I all wrapped up, put our Duck Boots on, and went out.

My family is really weird in that we love to drive in snow. But we know how to drive in snow. It looks like we weren't the only ones. It was a really good day! As you can guess we were in that part of the country who was hit by snow last night, and we are getting more now. I took the picture of the yard stick this afternoon and I couldn't believe my eyes. 8 INCHES!!!! Everyone stay safe, and stay warm! So what is your favorite part of the snow? Did it snow were you live? Thank you for reading and have a preptastic day!

Your Faithful Prepster,
mSv

So . . . My Family Bought a New Car!

My Daddy's 2000 Volvo V70 sort of died on us yesterday. The car was bought three months after I was born and had over 400,000 miles on in. The Volvo had been abused by me, my Moma, and my daddy over the years, from spilling iced tea everywhere to spilling ketchup in the back seat. It lived a very hard life… My Daddy has to drive 100 miles a day round trip to get to work, and my Moma is always worried that he is going to get stuck on the side of the road. My Moma finally decided that it was time to get a new car. So my Moma and I went by the car dealer ship and test drove one, and we finally decided on the 2014 Jeep Cherokee Sport.

My Parents bought a red Jeep Cherokee in 1992 and we still have it. It was the car that I was brought home from the hospital in when I was born, so I have a slight (or major) emotional attachment to the our Jeep. My whole family loves the Jeep, so that I why my Moma wanted to look at a Jeep first. We already knew that we could trust Jeep, and that even in this day and age, last a long time. (Come on, almost 21 years!) 

Even though I am only 14, I got a little more input on what I thought of the car because I was probably going to end up driving it some after November when I get my learners permit. The one thing I knew that I may have a problem with is that the seat would sit to low and I wouldn't be able to see over the steering wheel. I mean my Moma has to watch out for the same problems, we are both short, and for me my legs are way longer then my torso is. My torso is smaller then an average person my height. But in this car my Moma has no problem seeing over the dash at all, and neither do I. 

Before today, I had my heart set on setting a Subaru Forester. Now, I want a Jeep Cherokee in red. What can I say, I really love red Jeeps. I never realized how reliable and affordable Jeeps are. My Moma out right said to the sales guy that she was willing to day $2,000 more on the car we bought because it was a Jeep. 

Who has a Jeep? Who would buy a Jeep? Thank you for reading and have a preptastic day! 

Your Faithful Prepster, 

mSv 

Happy Anniversary to My Parents!!

Twenty two years ago today, my parents got married. Yes, my Parents got married on Christmas Eve, and my Moma's parents got married on Christmas Eve-Eve.

My parents met two days after Valentines Day of 1991, on a blind date. My Daddy has always said that four hours after he met my mother he knew he was going to marry her. After my mother took a steak knife to the box of Cracker Jack's that my father so artfully hide her engagement ring in, they set a date to be married: December 24. Forty years and one day after my Moma's parents got married. 

About seven and a half years after that Christmas Eve, the had this little bundle of joy: 

I get the sassiness from my Moma…

Yes, I looked like an old man in a dress. But I was adorable! I really wouldn't be here if it were not for Christmas! I have had a great day, I hope everyone else has too! Have a Preptastic Christmas tomorrow!! Thank you for reading! 

Your Faithful Prepster,
mSv

A Family Affair: The Duck Boot

Hello, how is everyone this lovely Friday? Sorry, about my absence for the past two days, I have exams next week and we have been hardcore reviewing all week. So while I was studying I had a strange realization: my Moma, my Daddy, and I all have out own pair of duck boots.

Left to right: Mine, Moma's, and my Daddy's

My Daddy recently got his out after the snow we recently had. This is only after them being in our back room for a few years. He has the 6 inch Men's Bean Boots. By the looks of it, he got these before I was born…

I took my Moma's duck boots hostage last year because I didn't have a pair of my own. The pari in the picture is of the are a earlier form of these. But she also has another pair that aren't exactly boots, but L.L. Bean's Bean Rubber Moc. They are in the back of her car incase she is at work and it starts to snow. She is not one of those people who likes to wear her Tory Burch Reva's in the snow.

I got mine in October and have worn them so much. I have the 8" Women's Bean Boots in Tan/Navy. I liked the navy more because I have more navy things them brown things. But just look at the difference between my pair and my Moma's pair.

Thank you for reading and have a preptastic weekend.

Your Faithful Prepster,
mSv

My Southern Heritage

My heritage is very important to me. I have a very strong belief that if you don't know about the past, you don't know anything at all about the future.

On my Daddy's side of the family his parents were first generation Americans whose parents had immigrated in the early 1900's from Italy. My Daddy doesn't even know the names of his grandparents. The earliest record we have of our family is when they enter Ellis Island. So that side of my family is a dead end. 

But my Moma's side, we can track all the way back to before the American Revolution. I even know that one of my great-grandfathers fought in the American Revolution. Most of my Moma's family settled in the south, in the Carolinas and in Georgia mostly. My great-great-great grandfather, Colonel Robert Bowen fought in the Confederate army, and was a founding trustee of Clemson University. My family knows all of this because of a book, The Bowen Family of Georges Creek. 

The Bowens were the original ancestors that came from England before the American Revolution. The Bowen book is the entire story of my family from the first people from England to the most recent generation. I think that my southern heritage is so important because I was named after my grandfather (and yes I do have a boys name) who died almost fifteen years before I was born, and I never got to know who he was. My Nana and Moma tell me that I am a lot like him, and really wish that he would have stopped smoking before he had a heart attack. 

Most people don't even know who their great-grandmother was, but I do. So I suggest to everyone, ask the older generations about who they are and have them tell you some stories. You never know, one day your children will ask you to tell your stories and about your grandparents, and you won't have any if you don't write them down. 

So everyone can make their own family tree. 

Your Faithful Prepster, 

mSv