I raise a glass to my momma, Shirley Fay, who didn't teach with words but actions. She was 1 of the first female refinery mechanics & firefights back in the 70's! She retired from there, so she fought through a lot of crap, but she DID IT! Because of her, I know I can do whatever I put my brain to. Love ya, Momma! Rest in Peace!
Raisin’ a glass of Arbor Mist BlackBerry Merlot to my mama, Juanita Carol. She taught me that the world does not, in fact, owe me a livin’. When I complained that something wasn’t fair, she’d just say, “No, it ain’t.” There’ve been many times when those words helped me dust myself off, give my shoulders a shake, and just get on with it. Love you and miss you, Mamacita! ❤
I raise a glass to my Mama, Mildred Chester Huntley, of Lenoir, NC, who taught me that "simplicity is the keynote to beauty." Miss you and love you, Mama!
LOL, I love it!!!! 😆 “What in the CAT HAIR is going on here?!?!” I’ll have to remember that! I have two kitties, and I’m much too familiar with cat hair! 😍😆
I raise a glass to my Momma, lost her in 1979. But I will always remember what she would tell me when I said I WANT. She said that I could want in one hand and poo in the other and in the other and see which one got full first, words to live by. Miss her everyday.......
I raise a glass to my great aunt Bertha Margaret Myers who taught me how to be kind, how to protect children by removing them from adult conflict, and who taught me sass works. If you don't feel you are being treated with respect and dignity, you go right on ahead and say something sassy and nasty because it sure gets their attention. Love you, Boo, and I think of you every day. (Aunt Boo was buried with her engraved double shot glass that she had every night at bedtime. Monogram your shot glasses, ladies, in honor of my beloved great aunt.)
I'm drinking a PBR for my Mama! She always told me that every day above ground is a good day! I will always miss her, but even with her being gone, I have to agree. RIP Mama, your baby still loves you!❤
My mawmaw used to tell me, " Baby, it'll all come clean come wash day." I mis her so much. I remember my grandma, my dad's mother, had a phrase she would yell when she was pissed off. "Kiss a buck's a$$ and bark at da hole." Still haven't figured out what exactly that meant but was so funny watching her yell this as she chased the insurance salesman out the screen door with her shotgun.😂😂😂
I raise a glass to my mom, Mable Johnson, who kept my ass alive for my first 12 years of my life with uncontrolled asthma. Mom and I almost literally lived in my pediatricians office for shots and medicine. I wouldnt be here typing this without her caring. Cheers.
I raise my glass of Jack 'n Coke to my Mother, Trudy Grant Neu. Divorced mom of two who took on life with a zest. She taught me how to size up a person, specifically men, in a matter of minutes.. Thanks Mama, all of your advice has saved my a*% on a few occasions. Rest in Peace dear lady...
Not from a Southern Mama, but I heard my Daddy say when I was a child, "little pictures have big ears." Didn't understand until grown, now I say it around my grandson. 😊 One day he'll say his Grandmommy told his mommy to put on some lipstick and she'll feel better 😘
I'll raise a glass of Cheerwine to my mom (from a town so small Beaufort NC was the big town), who told me to always wear protective gear, even if it's a moped & 'it hurts now, but in 10 years will you remember it?' to keep in mind that times heals most wounds.
I raise a glass to the late Mrs. Jenny Bess Hibbett who taught me to teach children: "You can be the boss of your hands! You can tell your hands what to do!"
My Gram was a beauty queen and she taught me to “always put your lips on”. My mom missed out on the fashion genes but she ran a Level One Trauma Hospital and she taught me how to break the glass ceiling!! 🍷🍷
Pearls of wisdom from my mama: 1. If you lay down with dogs, you get up with fleas. 2. Baby girl, do you want to run a comb through that hair and swipe a little lipstick on? 3. You are NOT leaving this house looking' like THAT! God love her, I MISS my mama!
My mother passed about a year ago. She was sick for a while; we all knew it was coming. She was in the hospital one day, called me up on my phone, she needed my help turning on a handheld games console to pass the time with. The last thing I ever heard her say is "If there's one person who would know about retro gaming, it'd be my daughter." I'm a trans woman. The sky could come crashing down; the sea could rise up and swallow the land; all the lights could go out forever... I'd still have that. She loved me for who I am. She was my hero.
Well, you just made me tear up. My Daddy (a Southern Baptist preacher from TX) had a hard time with me coming out -- and especially my writing that exposed the church. On his death bed, he took my hand and said, "Delferd, I've never understood you, but I do want you to be happy." I'll always have that!
My Momma would be 108 years old, she was born in West Virginia as was my dad. She always told me, want in 1 hand and poop in the other when I was butt. Miss you Momma 🙏
I Faith Thomas being of sound mind of west coast but southern living raise a glass not only to my nana HESTER BROWN FAIR who taught me my love of college basketball , I raise a glass to my momma Sabrina Rene Fair Thomas who taught me a hard work ethic , my Godmomma ( Betty Jean Gross ) and my little ( meaning numerically younger but ultimately wiser ) sister QUINCI Camille Thomas
Raisin' a glass to ALL Southern women!!! We got it goin' on and on and on...😎
I raise a glass to my momma, Shirley Fay, who didn't teach with words but actions. She was 1 of the first female refinery mechanics & firefights back in the 70's! She retired from there, so she fought through a lot of crap, but she DID IT! Because of her, I know I can do whatever I put my brain to. Love ya, Momma! Rest in Peace!
I bet she had some stories!
@lorraineedmond5921 oh yes! Some good, some not so good. But she had some amazing friends there and learned so much.
My Maw-Maw and Paw-Paw always told us... Baby it could ALWAYS be worse! I've told myself that many times and always think of them ❤
Same
Raisin’ a glass of Arbor Mist BlackBerry Merlot to my mama, Juanita Carol. She taught me that the world does not, in fact, owe me a livin’.
When I complained that something wasn’t fair, she’d just say, “No, it ain’t.” There’ve been many times when those words helped me dust myself off, give my shoulders a shake, and just get on with it. Love you and miss you, Mamacita! ❤
I raise a glass to my Mama, Mildred Chester Huntley, of Lenoir, NC, who taught me that "simplicity is the keynote to beauty." Miss you and love you, Mama!
LOL, I love it!!!! 😆 “What in the CAT HAIR is going on here?!?!” I’ll have to remember that! I have two kitties, and I’m much too familiar with cat hair! 😍😆
Sotheren women are the very, VERY BEST. I'm a DAMN YANKEE but I could listen & be around you wonderful ladies every minute of every day
To my Granny, Ona Maske. Who was always glad to see me, caught me smoking but didn’t tell, and was the best cook I’ve ever known.
AWESOME...I WOKE UP THIS MORNING WITH Y'ALL ON MY MIND.??? OH YEA...HERE IS A GOOD SOUTHERN SAYING. " HE'S ABOUT AS BRIGHT AS A TOTAL ECLIPSE".🌹🇺🇸💜
I raise a glass to my Momma, lost her in 1979. But I will always remember what she would tell me when I said I WANT. She said that I could want in one hand and poo in the other and in the other and see which one got full first, words to live by. Miss her everyday.......
My Daddy’s favorite saying!
I raise a glass to my great aunt Bertha Margaret Myers who taught me how to be kind, how to protect children by removing them from adult conflict, and who taught me sass works. If you don't feel you are being treated with respect and dignity, you go right on ahead and say something sassy and nasty because it sure gets their attention. Love you, Boo, and I think of you every day. (Aunt Boo was buried with her engraved double shot glass that she had every night at bedtime. Monogram your shot glasses, ladies, in honor of my beloved great aunt.)
I'm drinking a PBR for my Mama! She always told me that every day above ground is a good day! I will always miss her, but even with her being gone, I have to agree. RIP Mama, your baby still loves you!❤
To my grandma Dorothy, who said, " if everyone swept off their own front porch, the world would be a cleaner place."
Thanks for reminding me! Cheers🍷
So splendid. Cheers, ladies.
My mawmaw used to tell me, " Baby, it'll all come clean come wash day." I mis her so much. I remember my grandma, my dad's mother, had a phrase she would yell when she was pissed off. "Kiss a buck's a$$ and bark at da hole." Still haven't figured out what exactly that meant but was so funny watching her yell this as she chased the insurance salesman out the screen door with her shotgun.😂😂😂
I love this!
@delshores5017 , that particular salesman was sweet on granny but she wasn't having any of his shenanigans. It was hilarious watching them, lol
@@ericcarr4evr I think I can interpret lol
@@delshores5017 , lmao!!!!
I raise a glass to my mom, Mable Johnson, who kept my ass alive for my first 12 years of my life with uncontrolled asthma. Mom and I almost literally lived in my pediatricians office for shots and medicine. I wouldnt be here typing this without her caring. Cheers.
I raise my glass of Jack 'n Coke to my Mother, Trudy Grant Neu. Divorced mom of two who took on life with a zest. She taught me how to size up a person, specifically men, in a matter of minutes.. Thanks Mama, all of your advice has saved my a*% on a few occasions. Rest in Peace dear lady...
Not from a Southern Mama, but I heard my Daddy say when I was a child, "little pictures have big ears." Didn't understand until grown, now I say it around my grandson. 😊 One day he'll say his Grandmommy told his mommy to put on some lipstick and she'll feel better 😘
I raise a glass to my sweet momma, Virginia McClain, from Sugar Valley, Georgia. She always told me “everything comes home to roost”. She was right
I'll raise a glass of Cheerwine to my mom (from a town so small Beaufort NC was the big town), who told me to always wear protective gear, even if it's a moped & 'it hurts now, but in 10 years will you remember it?' to keep in mind that times heals most wounds.
I raise a glass to the late Mrs. Jenny Bess Hibbett who taught me to teach children: "You can be the boss of your hands! You can tell your hands what to do!"
My Gram was a beauty queen and she taught me to “always put your lips on”. My mom missed out on the fashion genes but she ran a Level One Trauma Hospital and she taught me how to break the glass ceiling!! 🍷🍷
Wonderful!
Pearls of wisdom from my mama:
1. If you lay down with dogs, you get up with fleas.
2. Baby girl, do you want to run a comb through that hair and swipe a little lipstick on?
3. You are NOT leaving this house looking' like THAT!
God love her, I MISS my mama!
I raise a glass to my Mammaw from Sontag, Mississippi who always threatened, “Ima get a peach tree switch!”, but never did.
Love it!!!
I raise a glass to my grandmama, Beulah Reed, she taught me about Jesus and how treat everyone the way I want to be treated. I miss her everyday.
🥂🎉
My mother passed about a year ago.
She was sick for a while; we all knew it was coming. She was in the hospital one day, called me up on my phone, she needed my help turning on a handheld games console to pass the time with.
The last thing I ever heard her say is "If there's one person who would know about retro gaming, it'd be my daughter."
I'm a trans woman.
The sky could come crashing down; the sea could rise up and swallow the land; all the lights could go out forever... I'd still have that. She loved me for who I am.
She was my hero.
❤❤❤
Well, you just made me tear up. My Daddy (a Southern Baptist preacher from TX) had a hard time with me coming out -- and especially my writing that exposed the church. On his death bed, he took my hand and said, "Delferd, I've never understood you, but I do want you to be happy." I'll always have that!
My Grandmother (R.I.P.) Don't put it out there. Then you don't have to take it back or cover it up later.
Go Suns!
My Momma would be 108 years old, she was born in West Virginia as was my dad. She always told me, want in 1 hand and poop in the other when I was butt. Miss you Momma 🙏
We celebrated this fine day by my wife taking me to Jimmy John's her treat, so she could pay for another woman to make me a sandwich.
#womensday
I Faith Thomas being of sound mind of west coast but southern living raise a glass not only to my nana HESTER BROWN FAIR who taught me my love of college basketball , I raise a glass to my momma Sabrina Rene Fair Thomas who taught me a hard work ethic , my Godmomma ( Betty Jean Gross ) and my little ( meaning numerically younger but ultimately wiser ) sister QUINCI Camille Thomas
I ❤ this channel More than my luggage 🥰🥰🥰❤️❤️🩷❤️🩷