What a day ....

Talk about a busy day ...
I know a lot of you will read this and think, okay where's the rest! But for me, this was on full day!!!!

I start the day off with a visit to my lovely shrink. I let him know I'm the same, no real changes, blah blah blah. He doesn't want to change any of my meds ... nor do I. So he wants to see me in two weeks, to see how I'm doing. (I hate the two week thing!!!)

I leave there to go get my x-rays done. Simple thing ... I do the usual paperwork, and then barely wait and off I go. Clothes in a locker, beautiful blue gown on, locker key in hand and into the x-ray room. Key and glasses on chair, and the pictures begin! :) Man did they do a lot of x-rays! I go get dressed and shortly after they bring the x-rays to me.

I have an hour to kill ... so of course I go shopping. (Not smart, but hey .. it's me!) I thought, what damage could I do at Rite Aid?? Okay, so I check my clock and you guessed it, late for my appointment! See ... not smart.

So I rush across the street to the chiropractor, apologize for being late (they didn't care), and wait my turn. He looks over my x-rays with me (not looking good either), and then tells me what he's going to do. He did a "test adjustment" which felt gooooood!!! LOVED hearing all those snaps and pops as he twisted my neck and back! I make my appointment to see him again, and I'm off to the mall to pick up DJ.

Not sure what DJ would do without me ... I take him home from work every day. I see it as a good thing ... for those days I don't want to get out of bed, let alone out of the house ... it gives me the push to do so.

By this time it's pushing 8.30 and I am exhausted, thinking about actually going to bed early!!!!

Maya Angelou quote

This was shared to me today by a friend, and I had to share it with everyone! :)


I can be changed by what happens to me. But I refuse to be reduced by it.
-Maya Angelou

Happy Birthday Kaylie!!!!

While I'm still getting over the fact Kaylie is driving, what happens ... she turns yet another year older!! My little niece turned 17 today!!! Time sure does fly ... it seems like yesterday I had come home from school and was in the kitchen with my sister and mom and my mom asked me if I was ready to be an aunt! I remember saying I was too young! lol, probably not the right answer, but hey ... I was in the 9th grade! I'll never forget the first time I saw her, held her in my arms, she has always been so much more than a niece to me ... she has been more like a sister.
This May she'll be graduating from high school ... I can't help but be proud of her! She's become an absolutely beautiful young lady with the world at her fingertips! I know she will make the most of it.

Happy birthday Kaylie ... you know I love you, more than you'll ever know!

Thanksgiving

Anyone who knows me knows I'm not a fan of Thanksgiving in the traditional sense. Everyone's always told me they feel sorry for the teacher who has my child (not that I have one) when they learn about the first Thanksgiving! :)

We (Bart, Terry, and I) left early this morning for my parents. We arrived in no time (I slept the whole way, so it was uber good time for me). Bryce was there, and my parents ... as I walked in Bryce was yelling there here, there here. Then he said, I lost. lol They had bet on who would arrive first myself or my sister. YES! We won ... I love winning! :) We didn't win by much though ... Brenda and family arrived probably 10 -15 minutes after we did.

My mom had made the same as every year ... enough to feed the whole town!! I made a turtle cheesecake, which was very good ... and got the seal of approval from Kaylie. My sister brought her famous pies ... Uncle Sams recipe! (As in Sams club) We had SO much food and it was all so good, as always.

This was the first year we forgot to go around the table before we ate to say what we were thankful for. Personally, I'm glad we forgot ... because honestly I had been struggling with what to say. Sad I know! I look around and see others who have a lot less, and much bigger problems ... so I should be thankful for what I have. Notice the word SHOULD! And it's not that I only think of myself ... it's just that I feel I've had such a tough year, it's hard to find things to be thankful for! But not to worry ... I decided that I am thankful for my friends, they've stuck with me through thick and then and without them I would not be here today. I'm also thankful I have a roof over my head, a bed to sleep in, and food to eat. We take too much for granted.

So thanksgiving went on without a hitch ... football and turkey (well for most).

Just a quote of sorts ...

Learn to listen and listen to learn ....

How God was created by a 7 year old

While driving home one day, my little nephew asked my mom how God was created (out of the blue, as most questions are asked). My mom responded as any Christian would with ... the bible states in the beginning there was God, and nobody really knows how he was created. Then Bryce wanted to know if God was before the dinosaurs, yes Bryce God was the first of everything. So being the cutie he is, his little wheels started turning. A little later he said, I got it! And in a VERY serious voice he began his story (dramatically of course) .... it was dark, very dark ... and there was sand. (Then he put his arms in the air and made a swirling wind motion) It became very windy and blew the sand everywhere very fast, then it stopped (and he put down his arms). And there, in the dark standing in the sand was God. What do you think, he asked my mom. She smiled at him, and told him she thinks he has a very good idea, the bet she's ever heard. That of course made him smile ear to ear, being extremely proud of himself! :)

Kids amaze me!

Started the day off with a BANG

Seriously ... when I say bang, I mean BANG!!!!

I was awake, who knows why, and got a text message from a friend saying he needed a ride to work. If I had been sleeping as usual, I would have never hear the tiny beep of the text message. But I did, and being the friend I am ... I was off to save the day (PJ's and all).

So I get off at his exit, and coming up to the first light it turns yellow, I speed up (like anyone would do), and BAM ... right into the car in front of me. I guess nobody told him that yellow means speed up! Betcha he doesn't know it's not red until the first person stops rule either!

He was a real nice guy though ... I lucked out! He was probably around my age, and wondering why the hell I was in my PJ's ... but hey, what do you expect? So his car looks fine ... mine ... another story! And to put the icing on the cake ... my freaking airbag goes off on the passenger side (which there are sensors in the seat so it shouldn't have gone off at all since nobody was there) AFTER all was said and done!!! Talk about a BANG!!!! So there I am coughing as my car fills up with the smoky talc crap!

We both kinda just sat in our car ... getting over what happened. He turned around and gave me the okay sign and I nodded. Luckily he was okay ... I on the other hand hurt ... but was more shaken up than anything. We got our cars out of the intersection and into a parking lot where it was safer than being in an intersection. We exchanged info and he made sure (millions of times) I was okay. He even walked out into the intersection and got my front plate that didn't stay connected to the car. Not to mention he offered a few times if I'd like something to drink from Burger King (across the street).

I called Bart after it had happened and he was on his way. The man I hit, offered to stay until he got there ... but I assured him everything was fine and he went on his way. Shortly Bart showed up ... and took a look at Bob (you know, Bob the Saab ... does it surprise you I name my cars?) and said we were going to just keep it there because it shouldn't be driven. So he took me home where I continued to get more sore and stiff as the day went on. Not the day I had planned!

life goes on ...

Isn't it funny how places, sounds, and things remind you of people? I guess it's not really "funny", it makes sense why ... but it makes life hard sometimes.

Since Shyam still isn't speaking to me, certain places are hard for me to go to. The first time I went to the Germantown Target was hard because I could remember being there with him ... looking at Halloween stuff. It was a day I was feeling extra down and he met me for lunch and then we went to Target and PetSmart, etc. This day meant a lot to me because he had planned to surprise his mom at work with lunch, and didn't because of me. Driving by that shopping center is even hard ... I always hold back tears!

Being in that area is hard, but life must go on ... I can't keep dwelling on old memories and why Shyam is choosing to keep me out of his life right now. (Easier said than done, but I'm trying.) I just hope someday (soon would be nice) I hear from him, but in the meantime .... life goes on.

The Way I See It #81 (From my FIRST gingerbread latte)

"It is a privilege being a professional baseball player, but an even greater honor to help children and families suffering profound distress. We all have time, talent and/or treasure to share with those in need. Every day is a gift, and it's everyone's responsibility to make the most of that gift - to help others."
-Jamie Moyer (Baseball pitcher, co-founder and president of The Moyer Foundation)

All is NOW well with the world

Gingerbread latte's are officially out at Starbucks ... let freedom ring!!!!

Pure, heavenly indulgence touching that plastic rim to my lips to get my first sip of the season! The smell, the taste, the feel .... awwwww!!!! Okay, I'm sure you're thinking what feel .. it's the same paper cup as any other latte. You're right ... but knowing what's inside that ordinary cup makes it not so ordinary! Knowing that inside there is a gingerbread latte for me, makes that cup feel like a million bucks!!!!!!

Gotta love Starbucks man!!!!