Overheard in my house

Stella Paige: "Darby you are mean!"

Darby (our 3 year old): "I not mean! You mean! And you dumb as pee!"

Really? "Dumb as pee"?? That is a new one to me. And from my 3 year old, of all people. I swear, we don't call our children dumb or compare them to bodily fluids.

Another one...

William: "I know how you make applesauce! You just put a piece of apple in your mouth and chew it up and you've got applesauce!"


Me: "Not so much, son."


William: "Well that's what it looks like you did."

My first blog post

Initially, I wanted to start a blog to track my weight loss progress. After the birth of my dear son, I got a little chubby... er, well.. fat. And I thought that putting my fatness out there for the world to see would motivate me to get off my bum and get to work. (Not that I need a lot more motivation after my dear, dear sister-in-law Leanne posted a picture of a box of Hefty trash bags on my facebook profile. In addition to a picture of a morbidly obese woman in slinky lingerie. She really is a good person. I promise.)

Then I decided I also wanted to blog about other things in my life. Like my sexy husband, my crazy cult of children, my friends, the 3 F's- food, fashion & football (not that I know anything about any of those subjects), and ya know... people I don't like. All the normal things good southern girls talk about.

I had to come up with a name & I decided upon The Snob Chronicles because through-out my entire life, for reasons completely beyond my realm of understanding, people have always thought of me as a snob. I am really not sure where this idea comes from. I don't know if it's because I am quiet and regal (ha!) or if people are just jealous of my extreme sexiness. But I figure I should go ahead & if not embrace it, at least poke fun at the idea. So, here I am.