Wednesday, August 27, 2014

Verma B. Morris

It's been two weeks since my precious Granny went home to be with our Savior. I haven't been able to wrap my head around the words I want to say about her. I wanted it to be perfect. I still have dreams about her every night. Then every morning I want to jump in my car and drive to the nursing home to see her. Just to hug her. Just to visit with her. Just to watch Wheel of Fortune and Jeopardy with her. Just to talk to her one more time. But, she's not there. No, she's with Jesus and there's not enough selfishness in the world for me to wish her back here. 

My Granny was so very special to me. She practically raised me. While most middle school girls spent Saturday nights having sleepovers with friends, I had sleepovers with my Granny. We'd watch Diagnosis Murder and Keeping Up Appearances every night. We'd both try to talk like Hyacinth Bucket and felt sorry for poor Richard. Some times, we'd even pop in a Shirley Temple or a Ma & Pa Kettle movie if we needed something else to watch. 

She'd always get me to paint her toenails for her and every time I'd ask to paint them red, so one night she finally let me. At her foot doctor appointment the next week, she got in trouble for the red nail polish. The doctor told her she should keep me around, but to stick to light colors. Ha! 

When I was little, I was practically Granny's shadow. If my Mama couldn't find me, I was usually at Judy and Granny's. Everything they did I wanted to do. She's the reason I'm a diet coke and coffee addict today. I was probably 3 years old drinking her cold coffee. And, she always drank diet coke so that's what I drank, too. 

Her and my Aunt Judy were quite the pair. They took me on every road trip they possibly could. I remember one summer we took a trip to Savannah, then over to Charleston. Aunt Judy got such a good deal on the room we stayed at in Charleston, that she decided we'd stay two extra nights! I missed the beginning of my Summer Art class because of that and my Mama was not happy! ha! We'd go all over creation, the three of us. It was always a treat to be able to go to Augusta and eat with Granny and Judy! We'd usually have to share something, but I didn't care! 
Looking at Christmas lights was a well kept tradition for us, too. Judy would always drive and get so excited about the lights! She'd tell us to look, then she'd say "Oh, you missed it! Pay attention!" Granny would say "Keep your eyes on the road, Judy! Keep your eyes on the road!" She'd always come back with "I am, Mama! I am!" If you ever needed to laugh, all you had to do was hang out with those two for a while. 

When I was little, I had "Pilly." Instead of carrying around a blanket, I carried a pillow. It was a disgusting thing because I wouldn't let anyone wash it because then it wouldn't smell or look like pilly anymore. I wasn't a dramatic child at all. I slept with it every.single.night. One day while I was at school, Granny washed it. I was SO upset with her that I cried. CRIED. Over a pillow. She wanted me to get rid of it, but the only way she got me to throw it away was that she and Judy both bought me cute, new pillows. When I threw it away, I cried...again. I didn't know it at the time, but my sweet Mama grabbed it up and saved it for me. And thankfully, I still have pilly to this day. 

My Granny could SANG. I never got tired of hearing her, or her and my Daddy sing together. I've always wished I could sing like she did. She sang an old gospel song called "I've got More to Go to Heaven for Than I Had Yesterday." The chorus goes like this: 


Every time Granny would sing it, she would pretend to "ring" a bell. It was the cutest thing. 

Truthfully, I could go on and on telling stories or great things about my Granny, but you'd all get tired of reading them. My Granny was a Godly, kind, caring, loving, giving, beautiful, talented woman who I want to be more like every day. She had the biggest impact on my life and never skipped a chance to tell me how proud of me she was. Even if it was by way of tough love!
It was always my prayer that my Granny would  meet my future husband before she passed away. It was one of the most heartbreaking things for me to know that  my future family will never get to personally know the special lady I was fortunate enough to call Granny. I pray now that all of us will be able to keep her legacy alive. I can't wait to "meet her in the morning" someday. And, what a day that really will be!! 


Monday, July 28, 2014

Walking Away - Guest Blog

I am so exited to share a fabulous guest blog from a dear friend today!! Richard has become one of my absolute closest friends, and now my new "business partner!"  His zeal, and his great sense of humor, shine throughout his blog on the regular.  
{You can check that out here:}
I guest blogged for him a few weeks ago, and then I asked him to guest blog for me! {Win, win!} He graciously typed up one of the best blogs I've read from him and I'm so glad he's letting me share it with all of you! 



It was pretty simple, just walk away. I had just been told that I was being let go from my job. I had seen that coming. No surprise there. However, it was the shock that the bad guys had actually won. I had done exactly as the CEO had told me to do, "work hard and you'll have no problems." Except for one major problem, the Director of Finances had it out for me. I'm not sure why but he did. So the bad guys were winning. How was I going to react? Simple, take to social media and do what I could to vent with possible destructive repercussions of the downfall of the company. How hard could that be? My followers and friends knew how I ran my social media sites. In fact I just had written a blog about it. 

There just seemed to be some distinct feeling that I had flowing out of my mind, walk away. I thought it was about my job that was about to end. Then it hit me one day when I was reading Patton Oswalt's blog, I needed to walk away from social media.

I would be sitting in my parents' house, five adults, and all of them were on their social media sites on their phones or tablets. None of us interacting, except about to discuss someone else's status. It was ridiculous. I would talk to people face to face and we would have these discussions and I would see they were confused how I knew so much about them. I would tell them it was what I saw on Facebook or Twitter, and they would laugh because they didn't realize that anyone had actually read that stuff. ("Wait, what was the point of you posting it?") 

So, I did the very thing that no one believed I could do, I walked away. I mean, I was the guy that boasted about being on Facebook back when it was I had been on Twitter shortly after its creation. I was even in talks about starting a social media consultation company. People were asking me daily questions about social media. How in God's name was I going to walk away? Simple, I just did! I deleted the apps off of my phone (best thing I possibly could have done), I signed out of my accounts on my computer, and I blogged about it (that kept me accountable to peeps). All of these attempts were successful! 

As I sit here, I'm just 2 days from being separated for a month. Yep, you read that properly, one month. I've only looked at social media in passing or as I set up a page for "Deep Southern Marketing" (a company that Audra and I have started as a social media consult company). 

It's been weird to say the least, but it ultimately has paid off. I have had more face-to-face interactions with people. It has forced me to text message people directly and to make an effort to reach out to those that I would have otherwise just sent a social media message. My relationships with people have gotten better. At times, I do have trouble when others are on it and I'm just sitting there like the 5th wheel on a prom date. And I wish so badly that I could tell you that I just let that stuff roll off my back, but it sucks. I still find myself going through things, watching things, thinking things, that I attempt to put into 140 characters so that I can share them with my Tweeps.

Social media is fun! It has great effects that can be reaped for years. However, it has grown into a monster that just waits to strike and destroy. (Sounds oddly like the villain in the highest selling book in history, the Bible.) Social media is not the enemy. But the people who are on there and are taking it to seriously have made it a bad place to be. Too many people are connected and are allowed to get into your dirty undies basket. 

Let me give you some advice, take a break! Walk away from social media for some time. At least give yourself a week. See what happens. I think you might like it! I know I have loved it!

Wednesday, July 23, 2014

Liebster Award!

I've got at least two post swirling around in my head, but finding the time to post during a new product roll-out at work has been a struggle. Next Monday my Chick-fil-A is getting our new THR!VE Farmers coffee and Iced coffee. My brain is on iced coffee overload all the time lately, and I even have dreams about it! I need to detox! ha! I wanted to catch up on reading a few blogs this morning and I noticed that my sweet friend Mary nominated me for a blog award! Thanks, Mary!! I love that Mary and I were college roommates, and are now blog friends! If only the two of us had thought to blog back then. Y'all would have had a lot of great stories from the two us! Ha!
1. Post 11 random facts about yourself. 
2. Answer 11 questions from the blogger that nominated you. 
3. Nominate other bloggers. 

Facts about me: 
I am a Marketing Director for a local Chick-fil-A. 
I absolutely love my job!
I am in the early stages of starting a social media business on the side. 
I am an aunt to the most wonderful niece and nephews. 
I love Target.
I love to laugh. 
I now sell Premier Designs Jewelry. 
I have a koozie addiction. 
I love monogrammed things. 
I love Braves baseball and Georgia football 
I am very indecisive.

Questions from Mary: 
Favorite color?
- Green 

Why do you blog?
- I like documenting life and I love words. I enjoy being able to go back and read old post I've written and laugh like it's the first time I've ever heard the story. 

Favorite Iphone App?
-hmm, that's tough. Probably a tie between Twitter, Snapchat, and Instagram.

What is the last thing you do before going to bed at night?
-plug my phone into the charger 

Favorite book?
-Anything by Karen Kingsbury, A Little Salty to Cut the Sweet, and Redeeming Love 

How did you get the title of your blog?
-Well, it's basically me. It just fit so well together. 

What's your favorite vacation spot?
-The mountains! Give me a cabin in the mountains with a cozy fireplace and I'll be set! 

Favorite thing about home?
-Small town. I love that Thomson is Small Town USA. 

If you could trade places with anyone for a day who would it be?
-hmm, I honestly don't know. 

What is your favorite funny YouTube video?
-Ha! I have a few, but I'll pick this gem by the hilarious John Crist. Gets me every time. 

Favorite blog to follow?
-Well, I can't pick just one can I?! I have too many I love! 

I nominate: 

Sufficient Grace 
Katy Goes Boom 
Party of One
And So I Did
Questions for nominated bloggers: 
How long have you been blogging? 
What's your favorite post to date? 
Does anyone IRL know that you blog? 
What's your favorite thing to cook? 
Are you a night owl or a early bird? 
How long does it usually take you to get ready in the mornings? 
Iphone or Android? 
All-time favorite movie? 
Favorite music genre? 
What's your favorite accessory? 
What do you love to do in your down time? 
Thanks again for nominating me, Mary! I had such fun with this! 
Happy Wednesday! 

Tuesday, July 8, 2014


I have a long history of not being able to tell people no. No matter what it is, I can't seem to say that two letter word in fear of upsetting someone. It's a problem, really. 

However, after dog/house sitting for some friends last week, I may be able to use that word a little more freely. Especially for them and their dogs! 

I went over to meet their dogs C&L the Thursday before they left. She walked me through everything, told me where everything was, and while I was there she mentioned that the deadbolt on the front door was really hard to open, so she usually only locked it while she was at home. Uh, Lies. 

I arrived to their house about 6pm on Saturday night and found the key she left for me. I went to open the front door with my arms loaded down with my things to find that both the bottom lock AND deadbolt was locked. The one that is really hard to open and is usually only locked while they're at home, you remember. 
I put the key in and tried to turn it, but it wouldn't budge. At all. I threw all my stuff on a bench, and began to try and force the key to turn. - Nothing. 
I went to the side door to see if the same key would work, but of course that's too easy.
After spending about an hour in the sweltering Georgia heat trying to unlock the dadgum door, I broke the key in the lock. 

I finally got the broken key out of the door, and decided to see if I could get it to work on the back door (that I wasn't supposed to use) even though it was broken. After another 45 minutes of that being unsuccessful, I decided that I should try and see if Walmart could make another key. And of course, it was broken so they couldn't do a thing with it. Story.Of.My.Life. 

I called S and asked her what I should do. Thankfully, there was a neighbor down the road that came with his two sons and they found a ladder in the backyard, climbed up on the roof, and found an unlocked window. All at 10pm, mind you. The boys were scared of climbing on the roof, then they were scared of the dogs so their Dad had to talk them through it all from the ground. It was a sight. We finally got in the house, got the alarm turned off just in time, and got the dogs outside to pee before they destroyed the house. It was quite the adventure, no doubt. 

The rest of the week followed suite with every ounce of crazy. The dogs acted like they were babies with their days and nights mixed up. The first night, they woke me up every single hour, but then decided they wanted to sleep all day. That pattern continued every night. Exhausted doesn't even begin to describe how I felt by the following Saturday. They barked at motorcycles, they barked at each other, they barked at the floor, they whined, and any other noise they could muster to wake me from my not so peaceful slumber. Sometime during the week, they got a hold of a pillow on the couch and tore out the stuffing. On Friday, they found a container of cookies on the island that I made. They ripped the entire Tupperware container to shreds and ate all of the cookies. I could have screamed. By Saturday, I couldn't get away from them fast enough! I also vowed that I would never watch these dreadful dogs again. 

I'm aware that things like this could only happen to me. Which is the exact reason VA and I want to write a book. The funny abounds in our world.  

Happy Tuesday! 


Tuesday, July 1, 2014

Free Samples

Where in the world did June go? I can't believe July is upon us and summer is half way over! I also can't believe I'm finishing up my first month at Chick-fil-A! It's been such fun so far! It is really astonishing to me the amount of people who turn down a free sample, though. And a free Chick-fil-A sample at that! If  I'm standing outside in the 95 degree Georgia heat, sweating my makeup off to offer you a free sample, the least you could do is roll down your window and acknowledge me! Or better yet, just take the stupid peach milkshake so I can go back inside! Somehow, Sam's Club never has a problem with people not taking their free samples.

The first week, I really took advantage of creating my own schedule. I would stay up late and then sleep late. It was blissful, but not a good cycle to get started. I did manage to get 38 hours though, which isn't bad, but I probably could have gotten in more if I didn't think 3AM was a good bedtime, of course.
I was beyond nervous the first couple of weeks. I was terrified of the unfamiliar place, and all of the unfamiliar faces. Working with high schoolers is a new adventure for me and it I have this theory in my mind that all high school kids are stuck up and judgmental, which makes me nervous.  Of course, that's all in my head, but it sounds like a good theory to me. All of the managers said during the first week or so that I was so quiet. What?! They clearly had NO idea!

It might have taken the entire month of June, but thankfully the shell is broken and I'm much more comfortable. As our operator, Mr. John, says I've moved out of my box. (he says I used to stand in one place in the dining room and never move!)  I've figured out how to plan my days to get the amount of hours every week I need. I go to work with confidence that I know how to do my job, and do it well. The teenagers love me! Half of the night shift girls beg me to stay until their shift is over. Several of them comment on my outfits and how it's just not fair that they don't have my closet! (such a great boost of confidence for the girl who never has anything to wear!) I have an
"idea book" were I keep track of all of my marketing event ideas. I never go anywhere without it, because, well, you just never know when a great idea might come about!  And, I've learned that once you program your brain to say "my pleasure" after someone says "thank you," you say all.the.time. to everyone!

My team members are just the nicest, and I find myself more thankful everyday for this opportunity  God has blessed me with!

Happy Tuesday!

Friday, June 6, 2014


It's FRIDAY! Finally.
I'm rounding out my first week at Chick-fil-a and I've had a blast so far! Sure, I've said "You're wel...My Pleasure!" more times than I can count, but I'm enjoying it!

I did a guest blog for my dear friend, Richard today. It's my first ever guest post and I'm so excited!!
Y'all should go check it out. {}

I'll be working my first Saturday in about 3 years tomorrow. I'm not sure I'll like it, but I'll say "my pleasure" anyway!

Happy Friday!


Friday, May 30, 2014

Closing the Chapter.

My final week at C&C has at last come and gone.
At 5:30 today, I could walk out of the front doors kicking up my heels in excitement, but I probably won't. (mostly because i'll probably be here well into the 6pm hour finishing things for the radio show.)
As ready as I am for a new adventure full of brand new faces, I'm still going to miss the familiarity and comfort of this season.

Today I close a chapter of my life. 2009 was the year I first began my journey at C&C. Who knew that five years later I would be leaving for the third and final time. I almost hate to say final, but I know that this is my last departure from C&C. And while I am mostly overjoyed, I'm also partly tearful. These people have become like family to me. These guys have all become like big brothers to me. They look out for me, care about me, and help make up the mile long list of people that will no doubt interrogate my future husband one day. I apologize in advance, whoever you are.
I've formed relationships that go beyond the workplace with these people and not seeing them every day will be hard. Except for the brother in law, of course. I have easy access to his living room on a daily basis, if I wish.  

I'll miss celebrating birthdays with cake and the most embarrassing rendition of Happy Birthday I think I've ever heard.
I'll miss shop jokes and laughing at some of our craziest customers. 
I'll miss the days when 90's country was blaring throughout the shop.
I'll miss the countless customers I've been fortunate enough to form bonds with.
I'll miss the days of grilling out hamburgers for lunch.
I'll miss the rides home with my brother in law.
And most of all, I'll miss the great group of people and the familiar atmosphere. 
I'll probably have cried a bucket of tears before the end of this day. I know cleaning out my desk and office will not end easily this afternoon. But, as I pull away from the 10th Street side of C&C Automotive one last time as an employee, I'll rejoice in chapters closing and new ones unfolding.
I'm over the moon excited to begin my future at Chick-fil-a on Monday. I'm getting thrown in right away with a Spirit night event my first day and I'm really looking forward to that. However, I'm equally as nervous about starting something new. Uncertainties abound, but I know that God is, and will continue to be, in full control. 

C&C--it's been a wild ride and I'm forever thankful for the opportunities you've blessed me with! 
Chick-fil-a -- it's going to be an adventure, but I'm ready! 

Happy Friday!!