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During a conversation today with a new friend, the phrase ‘God never gives you more than you can handle’ was said. I had to disagree with her, and pointed out that I believe God provides the strength you need to get through.

That small part of the conversation keeps going through my mind. So, here I am writing. ūüėĀ

She was right – God doesn’t give more than I can handle because all the crap doesn’t come from God! God didn’t make my son fall asleep at the wheel and end up in a wheelchair with a TBI. But, God was there, and my son is still alive and continuing to have improvements even after 6 years!

God isn’t giving my husband increased problems with his breathing and blood pressure. God didn’t give my other adult children the crap problems going on that I don’t want to discuss at this time. God hasn’t caused my water heater to leak, or my water softener to be messing up worse every week or all the problems showing up with my car. (Yes, I’m really starting to feel overwhelmed with all the things breaking down!)

But, God is here. Holding me up and giving me strength to get through each day. (I could use a lot more patience though, God, if you’ve got time for that request. ūüėČ)

God is here, giving me hope that things will improve. The psalm says though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I shall fear no evil. It doesn’t say set up camp and live there. I am moving on through to the other side!

Online shopping

So, can online shopping be considered a hobby? If so, Hey! I have a hobby!! Lol

Check out my new favorite shirt!

In other news, my oldest son’s appt went great! We don’t go back until October!
My #Shred10 this month ended up being more of a #Shred9 I completely blew my last day – forgot to pack shake and capsules,  and gorged myself on enchiladas,  chips and dip at Ted’s. Lol

But, I am working on keeping up with better eating habits! I really did feel better during it! And, hey! Lost a few pounds without even really trying! 


The oldest, Munchkin, & 1 of my teenage nieces are a couple hours from home today, oldest has his monthly appt.  Last month, his Dr said based on his progress, she fully expects to go to once every 3 months instead on monthly after this one.  

He’s been doing really good, so I’m expecting to not have to make this drive so often.  

Last week, it was terrible allergies, this week, it’s respiratory infection. I just want to sleep, but, too much to do, so I just keep plugging away.

But,I just had to pop on here and brag on my oldest son! The past 2 weeks he’s actually dusted off his walker and has been using it around the house! More than he’s in his wheelchair! He’s also been trying to do more! 

But, his mental state is not so great. He’s back to barely sleeping, refusing some meals, and when he does sleep, he’s having vivid dreams that he’s believing are real. We’re going back to Dr to get meds adjusted.

I just want to sleep.

Playing catch up

It’s been crazy busy around here!!
Still going through the hoops of getting the oldest son’s ssi renewed, but, he has been more motivated lately on his therapy! He’s even gotten his walker back out! Yay! 
This may not sound like much, but, Huge accomplishment happened last week! He’s been trying for months to make his bed, he’s finally able to do it! He can get all four corners of the mattress covers on, and they stay tucked!! Don’t ever take small things for granted!



Munchkin and I went out with friends tonight and had a very good time! Can’t wait for our next ‘Girls night’! For some unknown reason, Munchkin is now calling her best friend’s mom, George. All evening, it was ‘George this’ and ‘George that.’
April was another Great month with my Perfectly Posh business! I am shocked and amazed how well I’m doing with this! I earned my third Monthly Award, and check out my team stats!!



Mood swings

I try very very hard to be understanding, but, there are times that my oldest son’s moodiness drives me insane!!
Sits, head down, won’t look at anyone, won’t take part in conversation, won’t even say what he wants or if he wants to eat. But, yet, if I ask him what’s wrong, he tells me, ‘Nothing.’ And I cannot get him to talk at all. Especially when 30 minutes before, he was exact opposite – talking, laughing, joking….

Social security

Social security has decided it’s time to review my son’s case. I’ve already filled out one packet of forms and returned those last week, only to get two more thick packets this week. Nothing more depressing than having to relive things, to have to write down what all he could do before the accident and what all he can no longer do. How active he was before compared to now. How he had friends he saw daily before, to now, barely seeing or even hearing from anyone for months on end.
I really hate this.

Shopping for Valentine’s Day

OK, I think I can write about this now.

My oldest wanted to buy his girlfriend a gift for Valentine’s day, (imagine that! haha)¬† so, I took him shopping on Friday.¬† He didn’t have a lot that he could spend, but, it wasn’t too awful of an amount.¬† He insisted on going downtown to a jewelry store.¬† I warned him that there wouldn’t be a lot he could buy there with the amount he had, but, I did think that maybe he would find a necklace or bracelet.¬† Instead, what we found was the most condescending bitch!¬† (OK, apparently I’m still pissed,)

She overlooked him, even though he was the one looking in the cases, and asked me if there was anything she could show me.¬† I told her that he was the one shopping for his girlfriend.¬† She then spoke to him like he was a child. (My oldest¬†son is 23!!!)¬† He told her the price range, she said she thought they might have 1 thing, and brought over a very ugly bracelet.¬†The disappointment in his face was unmistakable.¬†She also kept standing behind his chair and Winking at me!!!!!¬† I started telling him that if he did not like that, he did NOT have to buy it.¬† She never did show him anything else, even though I saw a several necklaces in his price range. She just kept talking to him like he was a child, and that was the only thing he could possibly buy from that store. And winking at me! I finally convinced him that we should go and look some more, and if he didn’t find anything else, we could come back and get that. (Yeah, right)¬† She said her goodbyes and “come back anytime, we will be open tomorrow”,¬†went back over to her group of co-workers and¬†back to talking with them.¬† Not even an offer of help with the door.

So, there I was, with¬†rambunctious¬†Munchkin, pushing¬† the oldest’s chair, and trying to maneuver the door which was barely wide enough to get his chair through plus,¬†opened¬†it out.¬†Not that I expect help from anyone, but, usually people offer to help with doors.¬†I will not be back through those doors!!

And, I have news for her – she better appreciate the life she has, because it can change in an instant, just like ours did!¬† I have no idea how much she makes, but, I would be willing to bet that my son made more than she does. He hasn’t always had to be careful on how much he spends.¬† And, she shouldn’t treat people like they don’t matter just because they are in a wheelchair and don’t have several hundreds of dollars to spend, you never know when circumstances are going to change. She was talking to him and acting like he was a first grader with his first girlfriend.

And , why the hell did she keep winking at me???