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So I'm..

Trying to get back into blogging again.  I just finished my BS at ECU and hopefully I will have some more time to actually keep up with it.  There are so many things I enjoy and I am able to do most if not all of them with couponing.

Something New

I'd like to attempt to try new recipes and then post about them. Hopefully I'll get my butt in gear and start posting. I've already tried some and can't wait to post them!

It's been over a year..

Wow, it's been a little over a year since I've done anything to my blog... A lot can happen in a year, and for my family, a lot has happened.

The good news?  He survived.  The bad news?  He is no longer the same man that helped to raise me.  I understand that cancer can change a person and their outlook on life, but to change their beliefs?  Give me a break.  He's not the first person I've seen go through cancer and sadly I doubt he's going to be the last.  We, my brother and sister and myself, were always told growing up that he wasn't like our father, that he wouldn't hurt our mom.  When you hear time and time again how someone will never do to their spouse what was done to them in their first marriage, and then they turn around and do it, you tend to loose faith in a person, and respect.  Okay so you say that you're not trying to divorce her and leave the family, but you just up and leave one day, make sure you take everything that means anything to you, and expect us to believe that it's because you're trying to become the man you were before the cancer?  Right and I have a bunch of flowering money trees sitting on a piece of swamp land just waiting to be harvested.  Cancer has become the "go to" excuse for everything.  However, the last scan came back clean, does this mean that everyone who has survived cancer can blame it on all of their troubles?  I realize my brother is a 28 year old bum who would rather sit on his ass and watch TV all day than do anything productive, but when does that make it okay to say that you had to get out of the house before you "committed a criminal act"?  I'm sorry, but grow up.  If life was easy we'd have no more poverty, homelessness, drug dealers, murderers, psychopaths, etc., but it's not and all we can do is take one day at a time and learn to live with what the good Lord gave us.


And yes, I am referring to the man that I have called daddy for the last 17+ years of my life.

The children have dubbed this drive mom up a wall day!

I've decided that children pick at least one day a week to aggravate
their mothers. That is unless they're raised by single fathers, then
it's daddys turn. I'm even convinced that they get together and come up
with a plan of who is going to do what when. They don't come fussing or
complaining all at once, they take turns. He touched me, she hit me,
mom they're in my room! Etc. I wouldn't trade them for the world, but
one of these days I'd like my own spa day. When I try to hide in my
room they always follow. So a trip to the spa sounds like a good
birthday present. Maybe then the wall won't be so bad.

I've just now realized..

That today was Monday. Duh. I don't know what clock my head has been
going by. Yesterday was a long day spent in Vanceboro, then Saturday
was spent in town shopping for clothes for the rugrats. I kept seeing
previews for the Vh1 shows that air Monday night and going huh? Then
when I saw the preview for real chance at love I had my duh moment. Now
I can only hope this doesn't make my week twice as long.

The day is not even over..

They day is not even over and there has already been some sad news. My sister and her husband got the phone call this morning that his mom died. She had been battling lung cancer since last year. Just last month she went into Pitt Memorial for surgery to remove tumors from her back. The surgery had left her paralyzed and they had wanted her to do radiation 4 or 5 days a week, I'm not sure on the number. She opted instead to go home. For four weeks she was able to live at home surrounded by those that loved her and the comfort of knowing that she was at home and not at a hospital. It was there that she died. May she rest in peace.

I've always believed in the power of prayer, I believe in it now more than ever. The first thing I did when I got off the phone with my sister was to call our Grandmother and ask her to put in a prayer request at their church. She's calling everyone she knows to put in prayer requests within their communities. If you don't believe in God and the power of prayer, I'm not going to preach to you and try to convince you otherwise. But if you do, please pray for the Poplin family and the Gibble family as well as anyone else who is going through what they're going through.