Yes. My name is m a r n a: UFC 168 Fight Night

Sunday, December 29, 2013

UFC 168 Fight Night

Was feeling up to having some friends and family over to rent the pay per view of UFC 168. Well, actually I'd had a very rough day in my recovering. But I put on a good face and had a GREAT time. Just being around people helped lift my spirits since I've been alone so much since the surgery.

Niece Amber, Peanut, me and Kelley

Kelley's step girls

Futures nephew Bryce sharing music

Chris helping Amber and Amber helping Chris on his Christmas gift Ripstix.

(I have no idea how to spell that.)

Bryce didn't need help. He picked up how it's done super fast. I didn't attempt. I've had enough trips to the doctor the past couple weeks.

Me and Christopher

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Yes. My name is m a r n a. Not Myrna, Marta, Marva, Merna, Myra, Murna, and so on. (Although many call me Marnie and I like that one.) As an extremely shy child I hated my name. The first day of the school year was torture for me as most of the teachers could never pronounce my name. By high school, much to my secret delight, my classmates began correcting the teacher the first time it was flubbed up, often spelling it out during that first roll call. I think they had figured out I was too shy to do so. Overly attached to my mother I missed a lot of school until 9th grade, where I was scared of the Vice Principle and no longer complained of stomach aches. In the third grade my mother told me once the teacher asked if my middle name was "Stephanie". My mother said, "No". Seems I had started writing Stephanie on my schoolwork. My teacher continued to let me do so, which only last a few days. It's a miracle I have a master's degree after all my problems with school phobia. My mother is now in Heaven, no doubt, looking down on me in amazement. One of her biggest fears was I would not attend college. Here's to you momma. So sorry I grieved you so many mornings before school and so many afternoons with phone calls of "stomach aches". <><

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