Author: Big Mama

  • An update from the place where html goes to die

    Yep. Still aqua.

    The last time I checked in with the staff at Big Mama there wasn’t so much working furiously as there was a lot of lying around on the couch, eating Sour Patch Kids and catching up on episodes of Tim Gunn’s Guide to Style.

    So, clearly, we’re taking the whole template crashing thing very seriously.

  • This is a test of the emergency blogcast system

    We are currently experiencing some technical difficulties here at Big Mama, Inc.

    Our staff is working furiously behind the scenes trying to figure out exactly what went wrong.

    We have figured out that it has something to do with the computer.

    The problem all started when I called Sophie, of Boomama greatness, to ask her how to move some stuff around on my sidebar. She told me what I needed to do and then said, “Why don’t I just do it for you?”

    And I agreed because I was deathly afraid that I would mess things up beyond all comprehension if I tried to do something technical. Plus, I really hate to learn new things. I find that knowledge is usually highly overrated.

    So, I’m sitting on the phone with Sophie as she begins to copy and paste, thinking to myself what a sweet friend she is to just take care of all this for me while she is in the midst of hosting a Soup-tacular.

    And then I hear what sounds like hyperventilating as she says, “Don’t look at your blog. Do NOT pull up your blog. I’ll get it all fixed in just a minute.”

    Well, I looked at my blog. And I’m not going to lie, it was not pretty.

    Sophie and I stared at all the html code for a long period of time with our brains calculating all the vast internet knowledge that we do not possess. We have sent frantic S.O.S. messages to people who know more about all this than we do, but I’m not sure Caroline’s preschool class will be checking email on a Friday afternoon.

    In the meantime, we here at Big Mama, Inc. have reverted back to the bright aqua format so that y’all can still actually read blog posts without having to decipher where each post begins and ends.

    Your prayers for a swift html recovery would be much appreciated.

  • Edition 10: Fashion Friday

    I didn’t know if Fashion Friday was actually going to happen because last night we attended our very first Wassail Fest. Or, as Caroline called it, Waffle Fest.

    And there was really no getting over the disappointment of discovering there was nary a waffle to be found at a Wassail Fest.

    Instead, there was lots of wassail.

    Hence the name.

    Before we went wassailing, we ate dinner with some friends at The Gristmill which makes a chicken fried steak that will make you praise God that cows were invented so that they could be butchered, covered in batter and fried to a crispy goodness smothered in cream gravy.

    Of course Caroline couldn’t have cared less about the chicken fried steak. She was much more excited over two things.

    Raccoons right below our table eating mass quantities of the tortilla chips she threw their way.

    No, they weren’t possessed. I just am a poor photographer.

    And a hand dryer right in the bathroom stall that caused her to squeal with delight and jump up and down.

    We really need to get out more.

    Anyway, after dinner we went a-wassailing which is much easier than going a-waffling. The maple syrup just makes it so messy.

    By the end of the evening, Caroline was wassailed out.

    So, I debated not doing Fashion Friday, but then I came to my senses and realized that fashion must prevail. Would Anna Wintour push back an issue of Vogue because she spent an evening in small town America drinking questionable wassail?

    Oh no she wouldn’t. She would get that issue of Vogue on the shelves, all the while wondering what the heck happened to her life that she ended up drinking wassail made by people who work at the Bodacious Hair Salon.

    If Anna can do it, so can I.

    1. Nicole asks: “Do you think it is still trendy to wear the monochromatic sweat suit look? You know, the black velour pants w/matching black hoodie? Or is it more appropriate to wear, say, brown cottony pants with a white hoodie? ”

    Nicole, you don’t know how much I have debated this question in my mind. I think my issue with the velour jogging suit goes back to J. Lo and her days as Jenny from the block when she was constantly photographed in a hot pink velour jogging suit.

    I mean say what you want about J. Lo, but the girl singlehandedly brought back a trend that had died a swift death sometime around 1978.

    I guess my point is I don’t know if the matching velour set is the trendiest item around, however, I think it is still in style. The trick is the color selection. In my opinion, chocolate brown is the hottest color right now for a matching jogging suit. And if you’re looking for a good one, Old Navy has their velour hoodies and pants on sale for $12.50 right now.

    The other key to this item is the cut and fit. The pants should not be too snug and, for all that is decent, watch the visible panty lines that go hand in hand with velour pants. Also, the jacket should be fairly fitted and not hang down, otherwise it just looks sloppy and like you’re trying to hide something.

    I also like the look of mixing and matching your velour pieces. In fact, just yesterday I had on some maroon colored velour jogging pants with a charcoal gray tee and my denim jacket. This is what I like to call my sweatsuit alternative a la Tim Gunn.

    And one last tip, while wearing the jogging suit you may want to refrain from singing, “don’t be fooled by the rocks that I got, I’m still, I’m still Jenny from the block…” because that would just be sad.

    2. Sheila asks: “So this is more of a beauty question but what the heck. I’m looking for a good red lipstick. I have a red Christmas sweater that is a true red, not a brick red, maybe it could be called apple red? I don’t have anything in my collection. I don’t want to spend more than $10 so no Lancome or Estee Lauder.”

    Maybe it’s because I spent two years wearing braces and didn’t really care to accentuate my mouth, but it has been forever since I’ve worn a red lipstick. I think red lipstick is a tricky proposition because if it’s too bright it can cause you to look like a bad imitation of Joan Crawford.

    And that would just be unfortunate.

    I ordered some plumping lip glaze by ELF cosmetics and have really enjoyed it. It comes in a color called Ruby Kiss that may be just what you are looking for. The best part? It’s $1.00. So if it causes you to look cheap, at least it was cheap.

    Another idea is to look for a lipliner in the right shade of red. You can use it to LIGHTLY outline your lips and fill them in, then add a coat of clear gloss over it to give your lips a more subtle, natural shade of red.

    Two last tips, if you are going with a strong lip, remember to go softer on the eyes. You don’t want to look harsh and overdone. Also, you may want to check out your skin tone to see if a warmer red (orange undertones) or a cooler red (blue undertones) will look best with your complexion.

    3. Amazing Racer asks: “I have a most important Fashion Friday question. Is this sweater the ugliest thing you’ve ever seen, or could I be misconstruing it as you did Nena Marcus’ fashion jackpot?”

    You are not misconstruing this sweater.

    While it is not necessarily the ugliest thing I have ever seen, the reindeer have the terrible misfortune of being placed in an extremely awkward location that make them appear to be climbing mountains.

    Which causes me to hear “Climb Every Mountain” by Julie Andrews in my head. And I’m pretty sure that’s not what Ralph Lauren was going for when he designed this sweater.

    Maybe he’d had too much wassail.

    Or too many waffles.

    Y’all have a great Friday!

  • We have no lack of the social skills

    Yesterday I dropped Caroline off at school and had some really important plans for the day. Plans that involved stopping at Starbucks to get the Peppermint Mocha monkey off my back and then coming home to catch up on Project Runway. Since my self-imposed Target ban, my days are just not as full.

    As soon as I got home, the phone rang. It was my friend E. and, long story short, I ended up with a bundle of three month old baby girl in pink fleece at my house for the morning and early afternoon. It was grueling having to smell her baby smell and kiss her little baby fat cheeks while she looked at me like LADY, YOU NEED TO BACK OFF WITH YOUR CRAZY.

    I got to hold her in my arms while she slept, I got to give her a bottle, and I got to watch her kick her little baby legs while she cooed and grinned at me. And then my ovaries and my heart burst from too much baby joy and sweetness.

    Since I was watching the baby, I asked Gulley if she would go pick up Caroline from school. Then, after E. picked up her bundle of all that is good in the world, I called Gulley to tell her I was on the way to her house to get Caroline. She told me that when she picked Caroline up at school, the teacher informed her that Caroline had not had a good day. She talked constantly, talked back to the teacher and, eventually, got sent to the School Director’s office.

    Oh my.

    What happened to my own little bundle of pink fleece goodness and sweetness?

    Gulley asked Caroline what happened and she said, “Well Guwwey, here’s the story. I talked and talked and talked and talked and talked….” She said Caroline must have said “and talked” about 152 times.

    I know Caroline wasn’t exaggerating about all the talking with the talking and more talking because I live with her. I am well aware of all the talking. I stay up way too late at night to just get a break from ALL THE TALKING.

    We got in the car and headed home. I asked her what happened at school. She said, “Well, there was a little bit of trouble…” (yes, I think that “little bit” is named Caroline) and then proceeded to give me the rundown of her day of disobedience. I told her, “When your teacher tells you to be quiet you need to say ‘Yes Ma’am’ and then BE QUIET”.

    She said, “Well, I just get so bored. Being quiet is boring.”

    I feel you, sister. You come by it honestly.

    In fact, I think it’s safe to say she comes from a not-so-proud heritage of less than stellar conduct grades due to the dislike of the boring by both of her parents.

    And since today is my mama’s birthday, I think it’s only fair to apologize for the gray hair I must have given her over my own years of talking. And talking. And talking. And also chewing gum in class. And then talking some more.

    Happy Birthday, Mom. From your daughter who never wanted to be bored.

    I feel certain I have many years of payback ahead of me.

  • The computer. It is fancy.

    So, here are our songs on iTunes. We created our own iMixes.

    Because we are technologically savvy.

    And y’all might notice that for some reason “Merry Christmas from the Family” by Robert Earl Keen was omitted from my list.

    I think it may be a conspiracy created by some big Eastern syndicate that doesn’t appreciate references to cans of fake snow and trips to the QuikMart.

  • It’s like Christmas is already here

    This weekend in the midst of our shopping extravaganza, Gulley and I found ourselves in the Nordstroms shoe department and so we had a moment of silence for the greatness that was around us.

    Oh I kid. Gulley and I never have moments of silence.

    Nordstroms was playing Christmas music over the sound system (is that what the kids are calling it these days?) and “River” by Sarah McLachlan was on. I found myself singing along in a very soft, dignified manner and told Gulley that Sarah McLachlan’s “Wintersong” CD has become one of my Christmas favorites.

    She said she preferred her Christmas music a little more upbeat and I told her she was crazy. Next thing you know we’re throwing shoes at each other in the Nordstroms shoe department and people are gathering around because you know, CATFIGHT.

    Anyway, this led to a lengthy discussion about various Christmas music. At some point in the conversation we decided it would be fun if we both came up with our favorite Christmas song selections and put them on Big Mama.

    It’s like a 2007 version of the MIX tape.

    Except now the kids are using iTunes.

    Here is our disclaimer, before I get a bunch of comments whining about the lack of Bing Crosby’s “White Christmas” or Brenda Lee’s “Rockin’ Around the Christmas Tree” or Alvin and The Chipmunks “Christmas Don’t Be Late”, we purposely tried to avoid all the blatant Christmas classics. So while there will be some familiar songs, we tried to choose non-traditional adaptations and lyrical stylings.

    Obviously I have serious music skills because I just used the term “lyrical stylings”, which may or may not be a term anyone in the music industry would ever use.

    And y’all will notice that Kelly Willis and Bruce Robison made both of our lists because GREATNESS.

    Anyway, without further ado and ramblings, I present:

    GULLEY AND BIG MAMA’S FIRST (and possibly last) ANNUAL LIST O’ CHRISTMAS FAVORITES

    Big Mama’s Christmas

    1. Go Tell it on the Mountain – James Taylor
    2. Christmas Time is Here – Shawn Colvin
    3. Love Has Come – Amy Grant
    4. Breath of Heaven – Amy Grant
    5. The First Noel – Josh Groban and Faith Hill
    6. I’ll Be Home for Christmas – Michael Buble
    7. Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas – Diana Krall
    8. Song for a Winter’s Night – Sarah McLachlan
    9. O Holy Night – Mandisa
    10. I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day – Jars of Clay
    11. River – Sarah McLachlan
    12. Love Came Down at Christmas – Shawn Colvin
    13. Baby, It’s Cold Outside – Kelly Willis and Bruce Robison
    14. The Night Before Christmas – Carly Simon
    15. I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus – John (Cougar) Mellencamp (Don’t act like you don’t remember the Cougar)
    16. Merry Christmas from the Family – Robert Earl Keen

    Gulley’s Christmas

    1. Santa Baby – Kelly Willis
    2. Frosty the Snowman – Harry Connick Jr.
    3. All I want for Christmas is You – Mariah Carey
    4. What Christmas Means to Me – Stevie Wonder
    5. Linus and Lucy – Vince Guaraldi
    6. Blue Christmas – Elvis Presley
    7. Joy to the World – Mariah Carey
    8. Santa Claus is Coming to Town – Harry Connick Jr.
    9. Christmas Waltz – Bruce Robison
    10. Run Run Rudolph – Chuck Berry
    11. Jesus,Oh What a Wonderful Child – Mariah Carey
    12. Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas- Kelly Willis

    The best part is (I know, pinch yourself to make sure you’re not dreaming) that I have turned our lists into iMixes on iTunes so as soon as the whole Apple Corporation gets on the ball, y’all can go straight to iTunes and download any or all of these songs.

    And then come back and tell me whose list is better.

    Oh I kid again.

    Because I know my list is the best.

    And if there are any great songs we’ve left out, leave them in the comments.

    Unless they are sung by Kenny Chesney.

    I’ll keep y’all posted and as soon as our lists show up on iTunes, I’ll put up the link.