Friday, January 14, 2011

My Reality Show

Right now Reality TV shows are all the rage.  Whether you are a


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or a Duggar,


it doesn’t matter.   People are  putting their life out there for others to see,  and a lot of people seem to be watching.   Soooo, I don’t have a film crew to follow me around all day, but I thought I would give you an idea of how I grew up.   It wasn’t Duggar style or Kardashian style, but it was a happy childhood.

I grew up in Central Florida.   Palmetto bushes and Pine trees filled the landscape and Spanish moss waved from the oak trees.   My parents purchased a tropical fish farm when I was little.  [I know some of you may not have any idea of what that is.  I’m trying to get some pictures of it and I will show you in another post.]   Anyway, they worked hard together running a successful business off that 25 acre farm.  We also had a horse named Candy and a bunch of cows.


Below is a picture of my second birthday.  Parents, Grandparents and Great Grandmother are all pictured.

Mala Joy Clements

Here is my dad.  My cousin and I are on the horse.  The fish farm is in the background.

Mac Mala Joy Keith Sumner on Candy

Some of my cousins lived just across the street (I’m the one on the end):

Mala Joy Clements

I’m the oldest in my family.  I have one sister.  Here we are posing for a picture before church one Sunday.  My mom made most of our clothes.  She was a great seamstress.    This was probably Mother’s Day.  My mom always had us wear a corsage on Mother’s Day.   She also loved to give me perms for some reason.  Those curls are not natural on my little head.


Just a little glimpse into my little life. 

♥ Joy

Monday, January 3, 2011

Hi My name is Joy

I feel like I need to introduce myself.  Where have I been?  I really don’t know.  I blinked and it was a new year and I haven’t written a blog post since September.  I’ll do a brief catch-up:

October was pretty uneventful except for Halloween.  My neighbors had a costume party and I dressed up as Beth Chapman.  She is Dog the Bounty Hunter’s wife.  They have a “riveting” reality TV show here in the U.S.  Riveting might not be the right word, but it is quite a cast of characters.  Trust me I do not do her justice.   It was a fun night:


In November we celebrated Paige’s 15th birthday.  She is truly growing into an amazing young woman.   I can’t believe she’s 15 and takes me back to the phrase of blinking…There is a country music song called “Don’t Blink” by Kenny Chesney. It is so true and makes me cry when I hear it.  When Paige was little she called country music  ~crunchy~ music.  Love that.


At the end of November was Thanksgiving and we decided to do something different this year.  We drove 10 hours to Destin, Florida and rented a beautiful condominium on the beach.

My parents and nephew joined us there and my in-laws and Keith’s cousins stayed nearby.  We all spent Thanksgiving together and it was wonderful.  Who knows, maybe we’ll make it a tradition.  Here is one picture at the Thanksgiving table.  This condo was great. It had a huge dining table and a perfect kitchen for all the cooks.   We had turkey, dressing and collard greens, sweet potato casserole and some cranberry stuff (which I never eat) and much more.    What do you think  of our fine china?  Ha.


We woke up  Thanksgiving morning and some talented folks down the beach had created this beautiful sand art.  Pretty cool.



The water was a little too chilly for me, but when you are 10 and 11 years old I guess you don’t feel the cold.   Here is Leah and my nephew:


Well, that catches me up thru November.  I’ll stop here and not make this post any longer than it already is. 

Happy New Year.  Hope you are living and loving the life God gave you and giving the ones you love a squeeze along the way. 

♥ Joy