Hi, all you amazing people! Oh, how I have missed you! How I have wanted to run back into your wide and accepting and UNDERSTANDING arms! But let me start at the beginning. Which actually starts yesterday.

Yesterday, I decided to speak to 3 lovely ladies about an idea that’s been stirring in my brain for a while. A idea that I believe would be hugely beneficial to the book blogger community. An idea that I shall reveal….at another time. Sorry, but I need my ducks in a row before I get you folks all excited. So anywho I shared my idea with these three who were the most amazing, supportive, realistic and encouraging people EVER and I set out to start piecing my idea together. Long story short, I stayed up till about 1am playing with things, and then woke up at about 5/5:30. Did I mention that, I did this the day before the fall festival at my daughter’s school? The fall festival that I volunteered to help with? The fall festival, that is pretty much my initiation into “room mom society”?! But I woke up excited! Peppy even (as the video I’ll post tomorrow will show) and I hopped out of bed, feed the house, took a shower grabbed my to-do list and set out for the day! I put Ayanna on the bus, dropped the BF off at worked, had a quiet breakfast at chick-fil-a (oh my gosh those chicken bagel things! = WIN!), dashed over to the library, stopped and bought a bridal shower gift, ran home, vacuumed, did the dishes, washed Ayanna’s sheets, recorded, edited and loaded a vlog, picked her up from the bus stop, ran to Michael’s, then to Walmart, then ran back home put our auction basket together and left for the fall festival! But, I was still in high spirits! A tad tired but I was feeling GREAT! Until I was humiliated beyond words…

For shame



See, for the festival the room mom was in charge of stuff, but the biggest was our auction basket! I was suppose to take “artsy” donations from the parents and turn it into a pretty basket! Easy right? Right. So I got 3 parents (besides myself) to donate stuff I ran to Michael’s (for a fancy basket) ran home and made this:

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Not bad right?! It’s a basket full of artsy stuff, my kid was able to help, and it’s actually pretty cute! Right? WRONG! Upon arriving to the school this is what my basket had to sit next to:

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Oh, and just in case you looked passed the extravagant exterior, the contents of these baskets range from 200-525 dollars. My basket’s total worth was 49 bucks….and that includes the flipping basket!


No Octavia! NO! That is not a spaceship! That is not!

But I got over the baskets! I moved on, with a shrug of my shoulders a “where the hell do you find the time” and a “oh well I’ll try harder next time”. But then I met the plastics!

It’s already hard enough being in a HUGE crowd of people, not knowing a single one, but then throw in these prim, prepped and “life is so hard, but not really” women, and things go from bad and uncomfortable to “please just kill me now”! Look, something you should know about me is I’ve worked 2 sometimes even 3 jobs at a time from the time I was 16. Before that, I actually charged 60  bucks a pop for term papers and school projects. I’ve ALWAYS worked, and this move to GA, is the first time I haven’t. It’s an adjustment. It’s unsettling. It’s plain weird some days! But I had just found my groove! I figured it out! And then Marsha comes over and throws acid on my lovely parade. “Yeah, we have 4 total. Tommy is in softball, Scott is in karate, Drew just started soccer and Bella does tumbling on Tuesday, ballet on Wednesday and gymnastics Saturday mornings. Then add in my spinning classes, PTA meetings, being a room mom and the open heart surgery I just finished in the parking lot I have almost no time to myself!!” And yet, her hair and makeup is FLAWLESS, she has on 4 inch heels, and is 6 months pregnant! Dude, I’d be in a hole I dug with my teeth, pulling my eyelashes out! I’ve never felt so horribly inadequate! Then of course they all turn to me and say “what do you do Oct- Octavia right?”. I could give two shits about what people think of me, but these women seriously made me feel like I was failing at life!

But anywho, I then had some knuckle headed little boy call Ayanna a jerk, for no flipping reason, which of course made her cry and made me go into mama bear mode. Some crazy lady got pissy with me because she got to the fair late and her kid din’t get a chance to “kick the soccer ball”, which of course resulted in me giving her the “get the hell out of my face! I am TIRED” look. And now I sit with you guys, pouring out all my aggression. Oh, and no one at the entire fair spoke sarcasm! What the hell kind of world are we living in when only one out of 200 people speak sarcasm?! So, it’s safe to say I got home and did what a normal person would after 4.5 hours of sleep and 18+hours up and running. I got comfy:

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I am now in a nice mud mask, my favorite fleece pj’s and I’m waiting on my hot chocolate. If you’ve made it this far, you are awesome, and I love you to pieces. If you have a not nice comment you want to leave, please save your time and shove it!

20 thoughts on “You guys understand me!”

  1. Oh, MAN. I hear about women like this from my co-workers sometimes. Yes, I work with three women who all have teenage daughters that go to the same school and are all involved in cheer or drill team (today they were talking about Homecoming mums all day). Thank goodness my co-workers aren’t the Plastics, but I do hear some horror stories from them!

    I am so sorry you had to deal with that crap. I would be mortified if my basket didn’t match up to the rest. Kudos to you for shrugging it off more easily than I would be able to! Hopefully now you can just chill, relax, and enjoy your weekend. 🙂
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  2. Oh, Octy! This explains a lot. Firstly, your basket was cute. So what if it was among the cheapest – I am pretty sure you and Ayanna put a lot of heart into it. Thinking of the entire situation, mean moms and all, it is quite obvious that they made the basket making into a competition as well. Because really, who spends that much on baskets? It sucks that you had to endure there snobbiness, but trust me, you are likely the happiest among them. You don’t need to put on a show or put down others to feel good. <33
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  3. I’m sorry Octavia, keep your head up! It seems like you have a great family and like you said, you tried. You handle yours the best that you can and that is all that matters…and honestly if someone can afford to have that many kids and keep them all busy in something they have more money that most of us right now. Never feel inadequate. Some people can breeze through life (or make it seem that they do) and some of us don’t, but it definitely doesn’t make you any less of a person or a mother.
    Also…I don’t think I’ve ever seen a raffle that expensive at a school before.I’m kind of in shock of those prices.
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  4. Rich, gaudy, show-offy people. They do not understand the meaning of the maxim: “Less is more.” *pats pats* I think your basket stands out, amidst all of those overly done baskets. It’s not even a basket anymore.

    And those Plastics must have made your day so hard. But you’ll certainly get some love once you announce your super secret project! I’m excited to hear what’s it about.
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  5. It sucks dealing with those people. I know exactly where you’re coming from though. The Boy’s classmates are in all kinds of things, and same with Wee One. But I’m like dudes, I work 40 hours a week, we have gymnastics one night a week, back the hell off. Don’t let them make you feel crappy. You’re an awesome mom, and spend time with your daughter. With all the activities their kids are in, when do they just hang out…. Anyways, I hope you have a fabulous weekend. School politics suck, and much love out to you! You rock this shit!
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  6. Is it awful that the thing that scares me most about having kids is having to put up with other moms?? Yeah yeah to all the people who are like “well I’m not like that!” But for all the other bitches you’re going to have to share space with…*shudder* I’d probably show up to one of those things with mud in my hair! The kid would be clean tho O_O. My point? Fuck ’em Bitches ain’t worth it. Sorry for swearing!
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  7. UGH! First of all, who the hell has that kind of money to spend on stupid donation baskets??? I’m sorry, but up to $500???? I don’t even buy myself those kinds of presents. What kind of guppy neighborhood do you live in? Or, am I just not in the real world because I don’t have kids yet? I would have had the same issues and felt inadequate too, so I def. feel your pain. You tell those moms where they can stick it.
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  8. Give me your basket anyway, it wasn’t put together just for show and that makes it worth more than all the others put together. Forget those ridiculous, plastic women, they are not worth giving space in your brain to. xo

  9. Oh Octavia, you are MORE than adequate! You are a great mom, a great person, and I’m just lucky to know you through the blogosphere. I’m sorry you ran into some low points BUT I’m super excited to hear this new idea of yours! I hope this week shines some rays on you 🙂
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  10. *thumbs up to face mask and pampering time!*

    I’ve never really got the stupid competitions that parents seem to get caught on, all the talking and huffing and puffing and then don’t let kids compete and motivate them to get better… but given the state of “oh-my-goodness-I’m-so-perfect” it might just be for the best.

    Don’t worry, you are doing a great job! The so called perfect exteriors might hide more than we think! Just do what you feel is right (had an Obi-Wan moment there) and ignore the rest!
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  11. Don’t worry about those moms! Honestly, sometimes I look around at Pinterest and think, “Are you so busy being the ‘perfect mom’ that you don’t spend time just sitting with your kid?” Even craft projects have become something that we do so that we can post it to our social media timelines. My BFF and I constantly remind each other that Facebook and other social media are not reality: people post their highlights, and you scroll through their highlights thinking their every day is perfect craft projects and perfectly dressed children and perfect significant others. You don’t see the bad hair days, the tears, the fights, and the LIFE in between.

    I’m also a total miser and I think that the whole “let’s spend $500 on a basket full of stuff people don’t really need” is just ridiculous. So you spend all this money to donate a basket, and then you’re supposed to spend yet more money bidding on baskets? Honestly, you approached the festival in a realistic, down to earth way, and there may have been other parents there who were grateful to see another parent who obviously lives in REALITY. It’s obvious from following you on social media that you LOVE Ayanna. You watch movies, you talk about doing her hair and other fun mother-daughter stuff. She probably won’t remember the basket thing when she grows up, but she’ll remember you standing up for her to that mean little boy and how you always took time to play with her.

    *steps off soapbox*
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  12. You listen here! YOU ARE AWESOME! Those plastic bimbos can kiss all our asses. I had to get that out.
    My question is were they trying to show everyone how much money they have? It’s something you do for children, they don’t care how much money you spent or have. GAH I hate parents who do stuff like this. Your basket was great! It’s the thought that counts, not how much items it holds, not how much money was spent on it. That and how much heart you put into it.
    *sends European hugs* You pamper yourself, work on this fabulous idea of yours (that I am now terribly curious about) and show them the middle finger.
    And about sarcasm: it’s a dying art. I swear it is! It’s also made for intelligent people and let’s face it, plastic bimbos don’t suffer from this terrible syndrome LOL
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