Momma Carma

      Before I start talking about my blog post today, I just want to say that State Convention was AWESOME! The Delegates made great decisions, those competing in Ag Sales had some crazy cool products, the retiring addresses all made me cry, and the dance was nuts (yes, I snuck into the dance. I couldn't resist, I just love to dance). Although there was minimal amounts of sleep involved, there wasn't a single thing that I would have gave up in order to obtain more sleep. Having experienced State in three different ways, chapter member, State Officer, and Backstage Crew, I have got to say that being behind the scenes is something that not many get to see, but is so exhilarating that I cannot wait to do it again.

Now just a few highlight photos

(Thank you Lauren Gleed for your photography skills)

Tanner Beymer, Seth Pratt, and Erica Louder. Backstage crew unite!

David Stitt, Past Washington FFA Officer and State Convention  Helper. I am known to have a knack for finding sleeping people. Beware....

Thank you Lauren again. The above caption says it all. Ag teachers, can't live with 'em, can live without 'em. 

This next picture is not one of quality, but one of quantity. This is a scene that not many people can or will ever see. The moment after your name is called and you bolt up onto stage and you are shoved backstage and given a rush of instructions and you are frantically wiping the tears off your face, is a moment that any person who experiences it will never forget. No caption is ever needed. 

Now onto today's topic. 

Carma. 

    K, so there is always that one mom in FFA that would come in before you left on a trip and handed everyone water bottles, or ran to Walmart to pick up a tie, or is willing to chaperon no matter how many crazy high school kids will be going. For the Vallivue FFA chapter, that mom is my mom. Now let me explain something to you about my mother. She is literally a 20 year old girl stuck in a, not going to say actual age because I love to live, mature woman's body. She can dance better than any person out there, swing, cha cha, droppin' it low, anything she can do it (just don't ask her to twerk, that she can't quite grasp ha!) . She is a  lot of things, but if it could only be narrowed down to one, it would be simply put as Momma. Mess with her kids and the bear comes out, support flows out of every pore of her body, and the huge tackle box first aid kit is always with her for when her alter ego of Dr. Carma has to come out. This lady continues to do so much for not only my family and myself, she continues to go above and beyond for Vallivue and Idaho FFA. 

    Honestly, I don't know how the woman does it. She manages to keep the lawns mowed, garden weeded, dogs fed and groomed, the property not covered with important plants sprayed with weed killer, sit down and help my baby sister do homework, makes sure that the middle sister makes it to all of her many doctors appointments, grocery shops, makes it to the school by 3 to set up for Dairy Foods practice, sends me the occasional care package, throws in the occasional nail appointment, and then repeats the next day. Day after day she puts more and more miles on her "FFA Taxi". And never does she ask for recognition. She is truly Super Woman. 

    I have watched as she has given up things, appointments, lunch dates, so she can rush to help when needed. I can also say that there have been times where things would have failed because of the selfishness of others and she steps in and simply says, " I won't let those kids suffer. I will do it." Now I don't mean to go on tooting my mom's horn and professing how amazing she is and without her everything would crumble, but without her, there would be a lot of things that would have crumbled. But because she loves "her kids", she does what she does. 

    So thank you Momma Carma, for everything you have done and continue to do. Without your constant hard work, there would be kids who wouldn't have been able to attend that State Convention, kids missing ties and wearing ripped nylons,kids that would have gone without lunch, and kids that wouldn't have a refined milk tasting pallet. You are truly appreciated. 

She managed to make these rag quilts for my team and Casey that we then signed. Each had each person's favorite color and also the teammates favorite colors. Her heart knows no bounds. 

And somehow she manages to help my dad with whatever he needs. Not only is she pretty, she is tough. And she can operate heavy machinery and power tools.  And of course my beautiful border collie is just leash candy to add to her beauty. 

This lady is quite the woman, and if you ever get the chance to meet her, I can bet your lie will be changed. FFA members, blog readers, people my mom badgered to read my blog, whoever is reading this right now, I present to you, my mom, Carma.

Peace, Love, and FFA

McKenzie

P.S. I am going to try and make Tuesday's the normal post date. So check back next Tuesday for tips on how I memorized script parts and speeches.