Tuesday, May 16, 2017

GETTING OLDER, PHYSICAL THERAPY, WIGS AND MORE

I realized why I hadn't posted in ages. I'm tired.  Everyday I think of things that I want to write about then I get home and I can't imagine sitting down in front of the computer.  I have been working a lot of overtime and I'm having issues with remembering that I am getting older and probably should take it easy.  My checkbook screams at me to pick up shifts and apparently I cannot say no.  I did several 14 hour shifts and realized that I spend an inordinate amount of time doing my hair.  I have to get up in the morning (or evening depending the shift) two hours early so that I can wash my hair, put it up in rollers, sit under the hairdryer for 30 minutes, tease it, and spray it rock hard so that it will last the shift.  That is 2 hours that I could spend in my bed.  I did something that my daughter has been after me for years to do, I bought a wig.  I love it.  I cannot believe that I didn't do this years ago.   I get up get a shower, put on makeup and slap on a wig.  I now  have several colors  and styles and it makes me happy.  At 65 I need things to make me happy! I have had mixed reviews with most liking my new hair but it doesn't matter I LIKE them and the time that I now have.  My grandchildren haven't noticed my hair change but a month ago I was babysitting Allison and Aries.  I didn't realize it but was running a low grade fever and was antsy.  I reached up and pulled my wig off.  The room was dim and Allison screamed and ran from the room.  Aries started laughing and said "funny Mimi do it again".  I  had to really work on Allison she thought I had pulled my hair off.  Patton calls it my "hat".  

When I turned 65  I realized I am now considered geriatric.  I get special discounts, people defer to me in public, and I am treated differently and sometimes with amusement. I look in the mirror and see a younger person than what I see in a photograph and that is a shock.  I don't know where the time went.  Yesterday I was 26,  I went to bed and woke up age 65. I have wrinkles, stiff joints and my skin hangs down by my knees and well, in other areas that won't be mentioned.  I cannot fight father time but I am going to delay him as long as I can. I have grandchildren that I want to enjoy and I want to be able to  be physically able to keep up with them. 

I have been having physical issues over the past year or longer.  I have stiffened up and have various aches and pains that I never had before.  I don't go to the gym anymore because I don't have the time and my back and legs hurt nearly all the time.  My posture sucks.  I walk leaned forward and my muscles have had to readjust to support my frame.  I had my doctor's appointment with my NP and she was concerned so I am now in physical therapy.  I had my first session today and I love it.  I came home with renewed purpose and will tell everyone that I work with to tell me to straighten up when I start to lean forward and to ignore me if I tell them to bite me when they correct me. Life is good!  Winston had his 4th birthday party at Sky Zone a trampoline play land.  You have no idea how much I wanted to go out and bounce.  Being 65 means you have to think about broken hips.  I stayed on hard ground but in my mind I was bouncing around like an idiot. 

I look at pictures of my mom at this age and believe that I look better and younger than she did.  My sister Patti is older by  4 years and I think that she doesn't look her age either.  I am praying that the  saying 60 is the new 50 is true.  I took an online test to determine my age by asking questions.  I came out with 28.  I like that.  I might have a 65 year old body but  I have a 28 year old mind.  I had Botox a few months ago.  It did not turn out well.  To get rid of the wrinkles in my forehead it made my eyelids droop.  The effects have worn off and I wont repeat that BUT I am continuing the Juvaderm in my lips.  My lips had thinned to the point that you couldn't see them.  My doctor plumped them up and I love them.  I can wear lip stick and make a duck face in selfies if I was so inclined......which I am not.

I am glad that I am married because if I was dating I would have to hand out a disclaimer: This woman is not what she appears.  She has fake boobs(due to cancer), crowns on her teeth, Juvaderm plumped lips, and wigs  BUT she has a 28 year old mind so it might be worth the risk. 


Thursday, November 10, 2016

WHY I VOTED FOR DONALD J. TRUMP



Last presidential election I blogged constantly against BHO.  I didn't like the way our country was headed, I hated the Affordable Health Care Act, I hated the way he was racially dividing the country, I hated the loss of jobs and the horror of our national debt. His success about job creation is posted all the time.  What is not listed is how many people have stopped looking for jobs so they don't count in the over all statistics.  What is ignored is the vast increase in people needing government assistance. What can be said I have often heard in the  months leading up to the election that "that was then and this is now".  Trump won.   I was literally sitting on the edge of my seat into Wednesday morning and when it was announced that he had won I cried tears of happiness and hope. Social media is on fire with people who are crying about Hillary.  I will never understand how those who supported her could over look all the damning emails, the double talk and the outright lies.   I don't like Bernie Sanders because he is a socialist BUT I am very glad he did not get the nomination.  He would have been difficult to beat.  If she had selected him as her running mate I believe that they might have won. How, after the emails came out, he continued to assist her is a mystery.  It is true that money does talk.

I voted for Trump because I am sick to death of the religion of political correctness.  We used to be tough in this country.  "Sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me". I was raised that way.  I don't get offended when a patient addresses me as old or fat.  I am old and I am fat.  If I don't like it I can change.  Well I can change the fat part unfortunately  the age part I am stuck with. I don't need the government or legislation to "protect" me from words.  I can take care of myself,  We now have a generation of wimps, and pussies, who run to an attorney when their feelings get hurt.  We are being forced to accept a "vocal" change of sexual gender and share our dressing rooms and bathrooms by someone who feels like they are a woman.  If you feel that strongly then get a sex change but do not expect me to pay for the process. If you cannot afford it then get a job, save your money and go through the process but until then use the facilities based on your birth parts. Liberals in our country are speaking out about gender neutrality .  No more he and she, nothing that indicates the gender of the person with whom you are speaking because you might offend them. Oh for God's sake  this is just plain horse poop. It is an education watching my boy and girl twin grandchildren.  Since early months there is no question that Patton is a boy and Aster is a girl by their actions.  My daughter  and son in law are not forcing HER into gender neutral clothes(she likes her frilly sparkly things and her jewelry)nor are they insisting that Patton not be able to play with dolls but he seems to like to play with cars more.

 The advent of social media we have witnessed a level of cruelty not ever documented before and the genie can never return to the bottle.  I place the blame of the cruel things coming out of their children's mouth directly on the way they were raised.  Parents who tolerate rudeness and unacceptable behavior are to blame.  Refusal to discipline your little prince or princess are to blame. Never believing that your children are capable of horrible actions is delusional  and I see this daily just going to the store.  Parents who allow their children unfettered access to the internet are to blame.  Children need guidance and discipline and parents need to be able to apply a paddle to their butts without worrying that the state is going to visit them.    What I find amusing is the number of times the police down here are called to homes by parents because their children are acting up. It is not the job of the government to tell us how to raise our kids.  This segues into what is happening just after the election.  High schools mostly in California and several colleges have canceled classes, tests and school to help them "cope" with the Trump win they are so very very fragile.  That is a parental failure.  Gee I can't remember that happening with Romney supporters in 2012.  We just sent our kids to school and went to work.  That speaks volumes  about the type of people that are Hillary democrats.  Look in our streets at the post election riots, burnings, and public damage that is being done.  That never happened when republicans lost.  We take our lumps like adults.  I would make a huge bet that the non college protests are being wound up by a George Soros company with professional protesters. I would also bet that not one in ten of those losers  voted.  I would also bet that most of them do not work.. Looking on TV you see a majority of young people that appear under thirty. Your parent's failure is evident.  One young lady on the news is stating that people are going to die because the election.

I want the borders closed.  I want a wall with a very small door.  You want to move here do it legally.  If you are here illegally then go home.  Now.  The wall can easily be built if you charge a transfer fee to all money sent back into Mexico.  Charge an entrance and exit fee for an administrative cost for anyone leaving the southern border of the United States either by land sea or air.   That is punishing us you might think.... nope it will hit our southern neighbors who depend on tourism for their livelihoods.  My bet is Mexico will make it up on one end or the other. I do not want refugees over here from any country that sponsors terrorism.   Set up camps or centers in countries that have the same values and beliefs.  You know the beliefs I am talking about...  the ones that believe that women are inferior and can be stoned at will, the ones that kill homosexuals, the ones that believe it is appropriate to marry a 12 year old. The belief that Sharia law should be the law of the land.   They can have their own place and we will even protect them and provide food. 

I voted for Trump because I want the Iran deal decimated.  They have repeatedly gone against the "deal" and we are ignoring that fact.  They are an immediate threat to Israel.  Netanyahu is happy with our choice of president.  They are our strongest allies in that region and they need our support.  I want ISIS destroyed sooner than later.  Obama and Clinton's failure in dealing with that group has set us back months if not years.  I want financial and military action to destroy any terrorist group. 

I voted for Trump because of the non-Affordable Care Act.  I said in the beginning in a blog that it was designed to fail.  I actually read it.  I didn't understand a lot and had to spend time researching what the hell they said. It took me months but I read it. The costs are skyrocketing and it will implode on itself.  Don't forget we were promised that it would save us money AND we would be able to keep our doctors.  All lovely lies.    I really believe that we are on an trip of no return into a single payer system.  Keep in mind that is what Hillary and Obama wanted and I believe that the ACA was set up to fail to usher in a single payer system.  I do not think that we will be able to change much.  What I want changed is that working people should  not have to subsidize  your insurance with their coverage.  I am now on Medicare and it scares the shit out of me.  I pray that under Trump we will not have a government group deciding what we deserve.  I do not like what the ACA has done to our hospital and doctor reimbursements they are pitiful and put us in a terrible position of losing funds for many reasons based on how we are graded. 

I voted for Trump because he is an outsider and a businessman.  We are in debt up to our eyeballs our children and grandchildren will be paying our debt.  This can no longer be blamed on Bush.  This  is all Obama.  He has enriched the "entitlement" generation.  We have people who are living off the government and have no intention of working if jobs were available.  I believe that those who have lost jobs and hope will find a light at the end of the tunnel as soon as Trump takes office.  I was at the store and was standing in front of a girl in scrubs. I asked where she worked.  This is a quote " I don't work, I have 2 children.  I told her I worked and I had two children.  She told me that she didn't have to that she had benefits.   By the way she was not married. She does deserve kudos for  talking to me and not telling me to mind my own business.

I voted for Trump because I am tired of our lawlessness.  I am tired that protests are an excuse for looting and burning property.  I love his support of the police in our nation.  Yes there are bad cops just like nurses, doctors, teachers and preachers.  We need to weed them out.  But a group who espouses the murder of police officers should be listed as terrorists.   I voted for Trump because I love our military and they have been forgotten.  He will bring hope to our veterans and build up our military.  We cannot bring over and support refugees when we have our veterans in such dire circumstances.  They earned that money. 

I voted for Trump because I genuinely like him.  I don't like everything he says.  But, and this is a big but, he is brash and says what is on his mind there is no question what he thinks and I like that.  I like it a lot.  I believe he is more moderate then people think and that is okay.  I just want to have my country out of the clutches of the liberal fanatics that have been operating unfettered for the last 8 years.  Half of us are fiscally, emotionally, and morally conservative and we have a voice. What the left CANNOT stand is that part of that half are gay, lesbian, black, Hispanic, those with education and those who are blue collar. Our half spoke on November 8th.    

I do not like Obama in any way but I have never missed a night praying for his safety and that of his family.  I can bet that there are few if any liberals who will pray for our choice.  They are not made that way.  I will pray everyday for Donald Trump and his family.   God protect him and guide him during this time  and during the next four years. 

This blog is dedicated to my sister Barbara Heibel.  She would have supported Trump and praised his victory.  I wish you had been here!!!

Saturday, September 10, 2016

HILLARY AND TRUMP..

I have been asked by the two people that read this blog two questions.  The first being why I have not written in so long?   The answer is I don't know. My that was easy when actually the truth is a bit more complicated.   I think I have been lazy.  I have had so many many blog subjects running around in my head as I live out each day that I have not been able to sit down to write. My most fertile area of ideas comes from the ER but that pesky thing called HIPPA prevents me from capitalizing on what would be a potential best seller. The second question is why, after writing volumes on Obama during both of his election years, I have not put anything down about this current election.  The answer is quite simple.  I loathe that woman to such an extent that my blood pressure rises every time I  see that cow on TV. The fact that our current POTUS is campaigning for her adds to the vomit and headache factor.  Susan Hodge this blog is for you.


We are in an election with a seasoned politician vs. the reality TV King.  Well this would seem like a no brainer except that it's not.  Donald Trump beat out 17 Republican hopefuls, all seasoned 'statesmen' and I use that term loosely, to capture the crown.  He is rude, sometimes crude, insulting, and temperamental.  I  LOVE him.  Every time he opens his mouth he is speaking for me. I love the wall, I love the idea of deporting illegal aliens, I love the idea of getting rid of or revamping the so called Affordable Care Act.  I love that he is a business man and has great successful kids who adore him. I love love love the fact that he is not politically correct. We are rapidly becoming a nation of panty-waist whiney babies where a single word can send a person running to a lawyer because of emotional distress. I love the fact that he has not spent most of his adult life in Washington. I love the fact that he is smart enough to surround himself with brilliant people.   Lets address the complaints about him from the left of center.  He is a xenophobe.  Xenophobia: n. A person who is fearful or contemptuous of that which is foreign, especially of strangers or of people from different countries or cultures. Donald Trump has business interests in Canada, Turkey, Panama, South Korea, the Philippines, India, Uruguay, Ireland , Scotland, Brazil, Azerbaijan, and Dubai to name the current few.  Maybe he had therapy to deal with his xenophobia because he has done very well dealing with all those foreigners successfully.  Homophobia: n.  The irrational fear of, aversion to, or discrimination against homosexuality or anyone in the LGBT community.  It is well documented that he does not support non-traditional marriage.  I do not have any figures to know if he has any workers in the community but I would imagine that in the thousands of employees that he had there are more than a few.  There is documentation of  his friendships in the community. He can change his mind just as Hillary has.  I have gay friends who will be voting for him anyway because as one man put it.  "I trust him and like the majority of things he stands for".  Speaking frankly, because this is my blog I have a huge issue with transgenderism.  If you were born a man then you are still a man until you cut off your offending member. Like wise if you are a woman and want to be a man then until that time that you close off the canal and grow a penis(or have one made) you are still a woman.  You use the bathroom dictated by how you pee. Stay out of my bathroom and my dressing room.... but I digress. (there will be another blog about this issue).  Racist: n. A person who believes that a particular race is superior to another and Sexist: n. A person who has sexist attitudes or behaves in a sexist manner. Racist is most commonly a term used  to  describe feelings against African Americans and now Mexicans by Caucasians. Trump hires the best.  He runs a business and if you are African American, Hispanic or a woman and you are the best you will get a job.  There is no history of him refusing to  hire a person just because of the color of their skin, or their sex.  Bruce Levell  who founded the National Diversity Coalition  For Trump says he has met most of the top execs for Trump and he sees no  sign of discrimination. He is quoted as saying if " you're black, small, white or tall.  If you've got a gift and a talent he's going after you." It is a fact that he supports and encourages women in his organization to reach for the top and promote them in male dominated fields.  Islamaphobia: n. A dislike or prejudice against Islam or Muslims, especially as a political force.  Well if you do not want people from countries that support terrorism to be allowed to enter our country at this time  and that is considered an Islamaphobic then I guess that includes one hell of a lot of Americans including me. FBI Director Comey stated to Congress that the government does not have the ability to  conduct  thorough background checks on all the  10,000 Syrian refugees that Obama administration wants to let into our country. Trump is correct.  At this time our borders need to be closed. As far a Illegals from Mexico goes that needs to stop as well.  You should not be allowed come into our country and receive any benefits that we grant our citizens. Mexico would not allow that to happen in their country so why should they condemn us for the same.


Hillary Clinton wants the job.  She is a sociopath. Sociopath: n. a person who  lies incessantly to get their way and does so with little concern for others.  A sociopath is often goal-oriented and have little regard or respect for the rights or feelings of others. Do you know how you can tell Hillary is telling the truth?  Her mouth is closed. I wish I could take credit for that.   Hillary is for women's rights.  Um hum.  Tell that to all the women Bill  slept with, raped or intimated. She eviscerated those women.  So women's rights only apply to certain women.   She repeatedly stated that she was against gay marriage but to give the cow her hay, she like Trump, can change her stand on that.  She and her husband have the Clinton pay-for-play Foundation.  I am sure that the Foundation  has done some good.  The main thing that it has helped has been the Clintons.  It is currently under investigation for multiple improprieties.  I do not believe that our current Justice Department will do anything.  The Attorney General Loretta Lynch will never touch her unless she kills someone on national TV. Books have been written about the Clinton and their corruption. I cannot even begin to cover everything.  It is easiest to say that she remains above the law. She has lied and lied and lied to the American Public and justifies it or blames it on someone else.  She has been given a pass from the FBI and the DOJ repeatedly on things that if you or I had committed we would never see the light of day.  I still want to know what happened with Benghazi and maintain that the blood of four Americans are on her.   She perpetuated the lie that the attack was caused by a video.  Her emails have been destroyed and wiped clean.  Remember when she said she only had a Blackberry to communicate  well make that  13 Blackberrys and 5 iPads. None of which were government issued.  She had her own server.  The FBI proved that she lied repeatedly about receiving and sending classified government information and they still did not bring charges against her.  Many of her communication devices were physically destroyed.  My guess is she didn't want anyone to get information about her daughters wedding or her yoga appointments.  When confronted with her lies she doubles down and continues to lie.  When confronted with FBI testimony about her lies her statement was that she heard it a different way.   I love it,  she has selective hearing.  She only hears really good things about herself.  She has condemned  Trump of being pro Russian.  It is darling Hillary that needs to answer how on her watch Russian was given control of 20%of the uranium production in the United States. If your interested look up the creation of "Uranium One" As the Russians gained control of Uranium One  money was given to the Clinton Foundation totaling over 2 million dollars.  At the same time Slick Willie the former president was given  half a million for a speech in Moscow.  He may be entertaining but what could he possibly say worth all that money.   Considering all that there are still those who  look the other way and consider her presidential material. 


I am obsessed with the news and will continue to be so until the election.  I will vote wearing Trump Red so that I can be identified as a supporter.  We need change we don't need another term of Obama. Our country is at stake. Our debt is staggering, our healthcare is in jeopardy, crime is escalating, our borders are a sieve.   I am willing to give the businessman a chance after all 8 years ago the country gave the biggest job in the land to Obama and he had no experience.. and how has that worked out for us.


PS: catty sexist comment ahead.... someone needs to fire her dresser or get her one which ever pertains.  Maybe her vision like her hearing is selective because she looks like hell in those ridiculous pant suits

Monday, March 7, 2016

Blessings and Poop

Oh Lord this had not been a pleasant spring thus far.   My mother-in-law died and was buried on February 1.  She had been hospitalized for nearly a month and was suffering horribly for  a time.  Stan drove down to St. Petersburg just days before she died and I am so grateful that he had that time with her.  Becky, the kids, and I left that Saturday to drive and I woke up with an abscessed tooth.  I got my medication took it like a good girl and when I got back went to see my dentist....who referred me to a dental surgeon because of an impacted wisdom tooth.  I never had those little pesky things removed and they  lay dormant all these years just lurking under my gums.  It helped that the oral surgeon looked like Dennis Quaid.  I still was scared spit less. It took nearly two hours to complete the surgery and involved removing a small part of my jaw. I apparently sang and hummed "the sun will come out tomorrow" from Annie the entire time except when I launched into "when your a jet your a jet all the way....  lalalala from West Side Story. They thought it was hysterical.   Post op orders were soft and liquids for the next month.   My Boss had the right idea when he said it sounded like vodka and ice cream time! I started private Pilates class with Fiona to increase my core strength and to help my posture and also for weeks I had just not felt good.  Not bad just low energy, lack of motivation, and kind of an "eh" attitude.  I worked my 6 day stretch and then watched the twins for Becky.  We made big plans with Joshua's two babies and Becky's three for a weekend and had lovely things for everyone to do.  I got nauseated on that Monday and went to work on Tuesday and left after 30 minutes to go back home.  I had generalized abdominal pain and felt a good fart would relieve all symptoms.  I ended up back at my hospital that afternoon when the pain localized to my lower right side.  I cannot say enough about the staff at St Martin Hospital.  I know that I am part of the family but I have watched them give the care to others that they gave me.  I was coddled and pampered and cared for from the moment I walked in from the ER staff to lab and xray.  I had an appendicitis and needed to be transferred.    That night at LGMC South I had emergency surgery and it was discovered that my appendix had ruptured.  I thought I was tough.  I breezed thru a bilateral mastectomy in 2003  but this had knocked my socks off.  The surgeon told me that I was a little older this time around... duh.  The worst thing is the crying.  I cannot stop the tears and do not know why.  I do remember coming to in recovery hoping that my mom was there.  I fully woke up and that lingering thought made me cry.  Becky spent the first night with me and I was dreaming about my mom.  I awoke with the thought " I am there, in her hands" as I looked at the sleeping form of my precious daughter  and I realized what an awesome gift that I had been given.  Pooping becomes the obsession.  If you don't poop you cannot leave.  If you take pain medication you  don't poop.  I quit my last narcotic on Thursday and Friday morning requested a gram of Tylenol and 600mgs of Motrin every eight hours.  I also told them to get me a ducolax pill.  I gained my release Saturday after I could prove that I could eat and poo.  The only lingering problem I have is this incessant crying.  A car commercial just set me off.   I am walking almost upright and decided that my focus now need to be my many many blessings and not these medical problems that should have occurred in my 20s. 
I am BLESSED to be alive and to be able to see the humor in this whole mess including the crying.  I am blessed that I work for St. Martin and that the entire staff is like family.  I am blessed that I have 5 dogs that are not house broken yet(do not ask me to explain why that is a blessing).  I am blessed that I have not used my e-cig for a week.  I am blessed that I have little pain that is controlled by non narcotics.  I am blessed that I have a husband who is caring for me and waiting on me hand and foot.  I am blessed that I have a daughter that has the DNA of my mom and that she is so loving and caring.  I am blessed that my son is rediscovering himself and making a place in paradise. I am blessed that I CAN cry,  I am blessed that I have a strong connection to many people and they came out in messages and calls of support.  I can only hope that in their time of need that I can be such a blessing.  I am blessed that I am a believer and that prayer is just not a word for me but an actual activity.   And last but not least I am so very glad that I can poop... it opens all kinds of doors

Saturday, December 26, 2015

Merry Christmas and Happy New year

I didn't send cards, didn't write a pre-Christmas blog I was barely keeping my head above the proverbial water,  So much has happened this year and when I sat down to write I was blocked.  Everyone wants their Christmas letter to be full of good news or to be funny.  This has been a difficult year and a wonderful year at the same time.  My sister Barbara died on Father's Day and it rocked the world for my sister Patti and myself.  Patti spent a long time with her the month before she died and Barbara told me what a blessing it was to have her there.  Barbara said she experienced such a closeness with her and that she felt that God had really given her a gift.  On March 24 my precious daughter gave birth to twins, Aster and Patton.  Aster Leigh is named after my daughter's friend Leigh Billeaud and Patton Lee is named after my mom, his great grandma, Ina Lee.  My daughter wanted Barbara to see the twins so we packed up her three kids and Rebekah, Stan and I went to Perrysburg Ohio to visit.  Barbara badly wanted to see the twins so because of my daughter we were able to fulfill that wish.  My son and his wife Syndi separated in the summer.  When a marriage ends there are no winners but I do know without a doubt that they both adore their children and will do what it takes to keep them happy.  Allison and Aries have grandparents who also adore them and I am grateful to God that Kurt and Stephanie love those two angels as much as I do and are such a positive influence.  I have prayed and will continue to pray for blessings to surround both Josh and Sydni.  Joshua is moving to St. Thomas Island in a few days and my heart grieves BUT I know and I have been assured that God is directing his life.   Thank you Jesus. 

Life is a continuous river that ebbs and flows with joy and sorrow.  I have learned to praise the Lord through the sorrow because I know that as a daughter of the King he is in control.  This is the season that we celebrate the birth of the Son of God.  People argue that this is not when He was born but they just don't understand.  For those that believe it is enough that he was born.  It's not the when it's the WHY.  Christians honor his birth during Christmas and we give gifts to each other to celebrate.  Some of us go a little overboard..uh-hum....and we decorate our houses in greenery and trees which is to some pagan in design.  The evergreen was an ancient symbol of life during the dark of winter: a symbol of rebirth.  What is the birth of Jesus but a rebirth of hope.  I am keeping my trees, keeping Christmas as the celebrations of Jesus birth and ignoring those who want to throw water on my joy. 

While I am writing let me briefly discuss  Santa Clause.  St. Nicholas was a Christian Bishop who was noted for helping the needy.  After he died his legend of gift giving grew and morphed into a fat man in a red suit who gives gifts to all the children in the world. We take our children to see Santa and it is magical.  One of my favorite figurines is one of Santa kneeling at the foot of the manger.  One day I will buy it as it will offer and opportunity to explain the difference to my grandchildren.  In my home with my grandchildren we will let them know the "reason for the season".  I see nothing wrong with Santa,  that is my personal feeling.  If you don't do the Santa thing then good for you.

This year I am grateful for so many things.  I am grateful for my family and my extended family.  I am grateful for friends who are as good as family. I am grateful for my job and the opportunity to minister to the sick and I vow to do better this year.  I am grateful for my sister Patti  I am  grateful for the time I spent with her when she was ill because I learned strength thru her.  I am grateful that I quit smoking in May and (this is going to be tough) I am grateful that I have gained 30 pounds as soon as I quit. I am especially grateful for the five little angels Allison, Winston, Aries, Patton and baby girl Aster.  My heart is renewed each time I see them.

It is often said that Christmas is for children but in truth it is not.  Christmas is for all of us.  Jesus came for all and I am grateful that this time of year renews my focus and my faith when I think of the baby born in a manger who came to save the world.  Merry Christmas

Thursday, November 26, 2015

Happy Thanksgiving 2015

This year I forgot to write my daily thankful list on Facebook like I did last year.  I really liked doing that because it brought to my mind daily each blessing that I have.    I am blessed with my husband, my  wonderful children and grandchildren. I love being a grandmother(Mimi) and  each time I see Winston, Allison, Aries and my little twins, Patton and Aster, I am filled with such awe that these little people are part of me.  Watching them grow has given me back all that I missed when my children were growing up.  I get up each day with a new ache and pain  BUT I am still getting up and each day I thank God for that big blessing.  I have a job that I really love and get to take care of people that over the years have become a part of my life.  I took care of a young girl last week and her mom reminded me that I was the one that told her she was pregnant and now the girl is 16.  Where has the time gone.  I quit smoking in May this year.  I still use a Vuse occasionally but my cough is gone.  I am thankful for that but I am having trouble being thankful  about the 20 lbs I have gained since then! I am thankful for the man in the ER who told me that I was a "big booteefull" woman because he made me laugh.  I am grateful for all my friends for without them I would be so much less.  I am thankful  for my interest in politics.  I would have never believed that a news program would be my choice for excellent television. I am thankful that I still believe that I can make a difference with my voice and with my vote.  I am thankful that there are those that don't believe the way I believe because it keeps me studying and on my toes.  I am thankful for the arthritis in my hands because it is a daily reminder that for the past 40 years I have taken care of others in their time of need.  I am thankful for my house with its  worn carpet and old kitchen flooring because so many don't have a home. I am thankful that I am  able to remember the touch of my mom and her voice.  I still miss her after all this time.  I am thankful that I am able to feel even if I do cry a lot.  I am thankful that I am able to cry because it is then that I am most able to go to God and intercede in prayer. I am thankful that each day still brings a new adventure, a new book to read, a new person to meet, a new idea to explore, and a new prayer to offer.  Happy Thanksgiving to everyone. 

Monday, October 19, 2015

Happy birthday Rebekah

 You are 34 today and on the way to the hospital to have tubes put in the ears of your oldest child. It's a minor surgery unless you're  the mom of the child....I know honey. I have been there.......twice and I was terrified both times because I turned over the care of my son and daughter to a surgical team who didn't love them like I did.  What a start of your birthday.  This has been an eventful year as you have added two  more babies to your family,taken on a new job, and somehow continued to provide time to listen and advise those in your family who have grown to depend on your matter of fact wisdom.  I am so proud of you sweetheart in all that you do.  My wish for you this year is babies who sleep through the night, time to spend with your husband, alone time for you, and a moment or two to have fun in your craft room.  I wish you a year of blessings. You are now and always have been my baby girl and I love you to the moon and back