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malloryervin

well sort of…a coal miner’s grand daughter counts. I never know what type of situation I will find myself in by the end of the day, so when I ended up several hundred feet underground at Riverview Coal Mines with a personalized glittered hard hat on, it was no surprise. Mining has been the livelihood of many members of my community and my family for years, and as I always say, you can’t turn your back on the people who made you who you are. So it is one of

The Birds…

as I found myself in the mountains once again yesterday, I was quickly reminded that contrary to popular belief…my accent is not that strong. So I was in Clay County, home of Richie Farmer, at my first school, Paces Creek Elementary. I enter. “Hey Paces Creek Elementary!!!!”, “HIIII!”, “What is your mascot?!” They all scream in unison, “The BURS!!” I thought they said birds. “Oh, the birds, I’ve never heard of a school with the birds as their mascot, that’s cool.” I am interrupted. “NO! The BURRS!” I still think

YEAH RIGHT…Whatever beanpole thought up that saying was NOT competing in Miss America. If they were they would have said, “have your cake and eat it too but feel really bad about it afterwards”. Way to lead all of us on thinking that this mess was true. As I found my birthday(and my mid twenties) quickly approaching I found myself in way too many cake situations. I knew I could have my cake, but could I eat it? As the domineering(but caring) eyes of my Miss Kentucky friends loomed over

Lowlights…

I rushed home from doing 7 schools in Rowan County on Wednesday to get lowlights after another round of honesty from my little friends brought me back to reality. I get this question a lot, but never this answer. “How old are you?” a first grade little boy asks. “How old do you think I am?” I continue on as I always do. “Um, eighty nine?”. “EIGHTY NINE!!??!!”. “Do I look eighty nine, why do you think I look eighty nine?” I realize that I probably should not have asked

Five…

this number represents the number I finally received in the Miss America line up, as well as the number of strokes I had during the placement draw on Monday. So, in case any of you were wondering just how we get our numbers for Miss America, here is what you’ve been waiting for…So we all(all 53 contestants and our boards) sign into the online lottery and watch as the states are drawn. As I confidently sat down to my cursed Macbook I said aloud, “I just know I’m going to

…tossing a coin is fairly tough under pressure. As I practiced this art on the sidelines of the UK/Florida game last weekend, I realized that this may in fact be one of those things that I’m just not that good at(which joins the list with trying to do a ‘cool wave’ to celebrities). We (myself, the refs, and the captains of both teams) were summoned to the center of the field…they walked and I ran(our stride ratio was about 16:1) through a cloud of firework fog into the circle. They

and what a fine crop to be the queen of.  I made my way back down to Union County this weekend for the annual Corn Festival in my hometown(in which ‘queen of our crop’ was the theme)…this time as the Grand Marshal!  This weekends events began in Lexington at the POW/MIA ceremony at the VA Medical Center.  They set me up at the registration table to sign autographs, but any person who knows a veteran knows that they don’t just want an autograph…they want a hug…no…an embrace!  I gladly gave

…then try not to be upset when we chop it all off. I know that I can’t have hair down to the floor during my reign, but as soon as it gets a little bit long again, I fear that someone is about to come up behind me with hedge clippers and chop off my ponytail(Kim Canter). Rapunzel, you are so lucky…maybe I could be RUPPunzel…more at the bottom on the hair… So…weak week…NOT! Nutso week! Let’s see if I can recap in order. Here are the schools from Tuesday

…or at least I would have if I had left my crown on while demonstrating a safety procedure to 300 fifth grade students in Union County (that procedure was how touching a metal object to a telephone line will electrocute you…I could have been quite the example with the lightning rod atop my head).  Safety Day was one of the many things I got to do this week in MY HOMETOWN!  I snuck into Morganfield the night before I was supposed to…I just couldn’t wait.  I love my home and I hadn’t

I tell people how strong I am all the time, but it wasn’t until I had to hold a 6,000 pound ham (that they somehow said weighed 16 pounds) for a good 15 minutes, running back and forth from bidder to bidder pleading my case of why they should pay thousands of dollars for a country ham that I proved my strength.  And despite my inability to move the next morning, it was well worth it.  The ham went for triple what it has ever sold for before…a new record

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