My dad, Chubba/Bud Myers, has taught me many life lessons, and is still teaching me. It’s amazing how they stick with you. A recent incident reminded me of one of the greatest lessons he ever taught: “Let others do your talking, because their words are so much louder than yours.” Stop. Think about it.
(Yes. I realize Chubba looks like Zach Galifianakis from “The Hangover”, which I guess would make me Carlos)
Let others do your talking. There is no reason why people should go around tooting their own horn. Now, I know that’s easier said then done. When you accomplish something great, or are very proud of something that’s happened to you… stop for a moment. Digest. Thank God for what has happened. Let others do your talking. If it really was a great accomplishment, someone will eventually say something about it. And, if it was worth talking about, other people will stop to listen. Because in the end, their words will speak so much louder than yours ever will.
On my dinner break from CBS42 last night, I heard the sad news that Whitney Houston died at the age of 48. She was in L.A. attending pre-Grammy parties. While, the cause of death is not known, yet, the interwebs are going craayyzy.
I thought I sounded just like her when she belted out that incredible note in “I Will Always Love You.” God Bless Nance for telling me I did. In some weird way, I thank Whitney Houston for teaching me you can sing as loud as you possibly want when no one (except your mother) is around.
(A pic of what I never looked or sounded like)
Amelia and Molly are mad at me. I took them to the local Petco for a hair cut. Let me start by saying, they are shedders! I find their fur everywhere. I’m actually shocked they still have hair on their bodies after a good cleaning of the house. Living in Alabama has introduced me to many new ides, like shaving the dogs in the brutal heat. It also helps the shedding issue so they take a few trips to the barber shop a year. Usually, to Petco… yow!
Take a look for your yourself: notice the body is shaved, head and tail remain the same. Amelia was so embarrassed she wouldn’t even look at me. Molly was hiding under the bed covers. It was an embarrassing day.
Every story must have a beginning, middle, and end. My name is Shanisty Ireland, and I’m 29 years old. On television, I go by my maiden name, Myers. At work, everyone calls me “Myers”, until someone had the bright idea to call me “Myerland”… I laughed so hard, and I guess it stuck.
My husband and I were married on July 23, 2011 in Destin, Florida.
It was a fairy tale. Only our immediate families. Twenty people total attended, just the way we wanted it. My father-in-law married us under the sunset, it was exactly what I always imagined my wedding day would be!
From the sugar coated beaches, we flew off to an adventure packed honeymoon in Montana and Wyoming. Hiking, fly fishing, exploring Yellowstone, great meals and gorgeous scenery.
Back in Alabama, our lives are 90 miles apart. Jeff works in Montgomery, and I am a news anchor/reporter in Birmingham. But, we are thankful to have great jobs…and two beautiful girls!
Amelia. Don’t call her overweight, she’s just “fluffy”, and as human as an animal can be.
And, Molly who loves to cuddle! She’s strong, athletic, active… pretty much everything her sister isn’t.
The girls and I go back and forth from Birmingham to Montgomery. Honestly, it keeps things exciting!
From juggling a job I love, and attempting to become domestic… there is hardly a dull moment in our lives!!