To all the mothers out there…. even though who never got to hold those precarious little ones.
This is my very own miracle kid. My baby. Even if he is almost 6’4 and almost 17. Still and always will be my baby. He’s the reason I keep going. I love him more than words can explain.
And a little funny to leave y’all with.
Love and prayers and blessings,
Ok people… I have a new favorite place to eat! It is Seven-den Tacos truck in South Calera.
Seriously it’s amazing!! Great food for a great price!!
My lunch/dinner. Steak burrito. It was huge.
Had a chicken quesadilla for lunch yesterday and it was huge and yummy! I seriously liked this place so much that I went by and grabbed shrimp PO Boys for dinner to take to a friend last night. For the steak burrito today because my friend loved dinner so much he wanted to try their tacos. The PO Boys were the best I’ve had in a very long time. If y’all are ever in Calera, y’all should stop and grab something to eat! Great good! Great family! Great prices!!
Love and prayers and blessings,
Proud momma and kiddo
So proud of this kiddo!! Tonight was the awards program for the JROTC at the kiddo’s school. (Now I didn’t find out about it ….well..earlier today… 😏 yeah, kiddo isn’t the best at remembering to tell me these things.) So we went and prepared for a long thing… It turned out great. Sadly most of the kids didn’t show up for some reason. But those that did did great.
Presenting the colors and pledge.(My kid is the talk one with wide shoulders😉)(in the khaki shirt, not on stage)
Before I sat down, while the kid was getting into place, I got to speak with the Major and Master Chief about my kiddo and they both had great things to say about my son!! I was very happy to hear that they enjoyed him and his hard work as he enjoyed doing it. (Probably one of the few classes he actually likes at school) I couldn’t have been prouder! Then the did the presentation of the colors and the Major gave a short speech.
Major and the C.O.s
Lining up for their awards. (They only got the certificate tonight and will actually get the awards tomorrow in class.)
Kiddo got 4 awards for a total of 5 (or 6 ) this year. (I’ll have to ask him, because I know he has gotten at least 1 possibly 2 during the year at a school assembly)
He’s also got the Ball coming up as well as their big fundraiser at the end of May. He’s already volunteered to help with the fundraiser and says he will be there. This was the fundraiser that he helped with last year that got him wanting to join the JROTC, so he’s excited to be doing it again this year as an upper classman.( He will be a junior next year!)
So proud of these boys!! Awesome young men!!
Pretty sure kiddo will be getting a new uniform if Major has any say in it… he wants him to become an officer!! (Like D and H pictures with him above)
Anyway! Just had to share how proud I am of him and his friends! Leaving you (hopefully) with a video of what they call motivation.
Ok so I can’t get the video to load😣 I will try to get with Sister-mine to fix it or show me how to fix it cause it’s awesomeness needs to be shared!! Lol
Love and prayers and blessings,
Happy Easter!!
We went to church with the bestie and fam. Now church has 3 sections of seats. And for some unknown reason (it’s not a rule) the young men in our youth group sit on the front row, my son included. Now it’s an amazingly wonderful site to see these (mostly) big strapping boys during worship. This Sunday was Easter and yes it’s usually the sermon of the crucifixion and Jesus rising front the tomb and all that goes with it. (Our youth drama team did an awesome skit )
Youth drama skit
Anyway, this sermon touched my heart and it apparently touched all our boys who sit on the first row… Pastor Bobby usually does an invitation at the end (just like every other church) but he also invites those of us who like to get prayer to come at that… well Sunday he really touched these young men, because as soon as he invited anyone to step up for prayer, they stepped up. That’s right…every single one of those young men as a group took a step forward for prayer that day! It made me tear up..not gonna lie. I myself had just looked up to make my way up front myself (because hey I ALWAYS can use extra prayers) when I saw these guys do this. So instead of going to get extra prayers for myself, I stepped up behind the boys and prayed with them and for them and thanked God for giving us these amazing kids. Got to admit, by the time Pastor Bobby was done, most of the church was at the front. It was wonderful. I sit here now wishing I had a picture of all the boys doing this, but realize that if I had had my phone out to have gotten it I most likely would have missed the moment. I don’t know for sure who said it the first time, but there is a quote out there in the world that says,” The most important part of life isn’t the day you were born or died, but the dash…the life you lead in between.” Life is those “moments” you get, like I got watching 10 young men of our youth group all get an “ah ha moment” at the same time. I’m sure if you talked to each of them, they would tell you different reasons they each stepped up. That they all got something different….or maybe not ‘different ‘ so much as an individual idea of what Pastor Bobby was getting at and trying to bring to them, all of us, that day.
Hope everyone had a Happy Easter!
Easter 2017 (Bestie, fam, and kiddo)
Kiddo and I
Bestie and her kiddo
Bestie and her fam
Awesome youth pastor and his family
Bestie and I after church
Love and prayers and blessings,
P.S. Sorry this is a few days late, but it was set to publish and didn’t. My fault.
So thought I would share a ha ha funny take with y’all today…
For the last couple of day I’ve been having issues with little black and white spiders on my back porch. Now this being said I generally try to leave spiders alone because the get other bugs… ya know so long as they leave me alone I leave them alone…
Well…. these were NOT leaving me alone. Lol I’d find any where from 3 to 4 every single time I would come outside and the all seemed to be close to or on Me! I can NOT stand to have any kind of bugs on me, but especially not spiders! Hey..it’s a healthy fear…
Anyway, the bug guy came by and between me and him we got the situation settled. No more creepy little spiders or two or three showers a day cause I felt like they were crawling on me..lol
So sister- mine and I ran a few errands this morning and decided to stop and grab some Taco Hell(Bell) for lunch. As we are sitting there eating and talking a lady from a table across from us speaks up. “I don’t want to alarm y’all, but there is a spider about to drop down on y’all’ s feet from the bottom of y’all’ s table.”
I seriously almost jumped the table…or well, that’s what my brain was telling me to do… but y’all, I slap froze in dear! Lol like seriously! I was like great now they are following me and are bigger! Lol Thankfully sister- mine killed it. Lol The lady that warned us was like “well, you handled that better than I would have.”
So I told her, “well in my head I was screaming and freaking out lol but was trying not to do all that in public.” Everyone got a good laugh. Needless to say I are the rest of my lunch with my feet criss cross Apple sauce style til we left. Hey! I was wearing flip flops and was still a little worried lol.
Anyway, had a great morning with my sister- mine and am worn slap out now. Going relax a little now…spider free! Lol
Y’all have a great day!
Love and prayers and blessings,
Thankful for my spider killing sister!😉
Side note…learned that I can’t eat as much taco help as I used too… so win!
So I’m sitting on my back porch awaiting my bestie to come pick me up, (She treating me to a girls movie night! ) and I’m listening to the sounds around me. Through the trees come a little voice, singing her little heart out. I know she singing on their out door stage they have set up on their property across the creek. It’s the sweetest little sound ever. Then she conviconvinced either her mother or grandmother to sing with her. It’s a wonderful sound. The sound of a happy child. On such beautiful days as this, hearing that sound, I can remember there is still hope and can still feel it.
From the weird goat who’s best friends with the black sheep,
Love and prayers and blessings..and hope!
I’m back once again!!
We are alive and well here in our little world. I finally have a new phone and am able to post again. Not completely sure what was wrong with my phone but hey the way my life is going… if I didn’t have had luck, I would have no luck at all! Lol
So, I shared my story of getting hurt and most of you have seen my other blogs about the struggle my life has been since then… Not just my life but mine and my son’s. There are a few people who without I know we wouldn’t have gotten this far without. Sister-mine is one of the main ones!! She’s also the one who encouraged this blog and set it up for me. She also encouraged me to try to keep doing things I like. Like reading.
Hi, my name is Sammie and I’m addicted to books! (Now everyone says together, “Hi Sammie”) lol
Like seriously addicted to reading. I LOVE reading a book,smelling the pages, flipping the pages, and getting lost within those pages. Now as you might imagine, it is now VERY hard for me to hold a real book these days. So I got on my trusty kindle app and started looking for free books to down load. Found ALL kinds of ways to get free ebooks. And they are great. Then I found kindle unlimited. It’s totally worth the monthly fee with as many books as I read. Very rarely can I not find the book I’m looking for on there. I’ve literally been able to read so author’s every book.
That being said, it’s also gotten me to thinking a lot about all the stories I’ve had floating through my own head. See when sister mine and I were MUCH younger I wanted to write. Hell, I even started and almost got a whole book written with her help. But life has a way of getting in the way of things you think of as pipe dreams. So it fell to the side.
While having my bestie help me fill out the ongoing paperwork for disability I realized there isn’t anything standing in my way now. Yes I will have to hunt and peck with one hand to get it done, but that’s truly the only thing standing in my way. Granted my only other problem will be that my brain tends to go faster than my fingers will be able to, but I’m sure I will eventually find away around that! (Maybe there is a speech to type something for a laptop) And seriously the only person who ever reads it may only be me.. ( or sister- mine. I can usually talk her into doing stuff like that) We will see…it’s a thought of something that will help take my mind off of the huge amounts of time I now seem to have in my life…. At any rate, I will keep y’all posted!
Love and prayers and blessings,
One year and a day ago I tripped over the edge of a rug…..and it forever changed my world. I didn’t know it at the time just how much, but it did. Completely. All I knew at the time was my head bounced of the floor and felt like my right arm had been ripped off… But it was still attached. Just not like it was supposed to be. In the process of walking out of a door, I tripped over the edge of a rug. I know this only because I remember seeing the rug as I was laying on it…screaming in pain. It happened so fast that my brain could process fast enough for my hand to let go of the door that was opening the opposite direction from which I was falling; causing my right arm to become completely dislocated and falling into my arm pit. Thing is because of how it came out and fell down into my arm pit it didn’t look like a normal dislocation. Most pop out to the front, back or side and you can see the difference. Mine… You couldn’t tell. The ENTs couldn’t figure it out…thought maybe I ripped my muscle or something. It wasn’t until a few hours later, as they were finally doing an x-ray because my right hand was completely swollen, turning blue and had no feeling in it any more. They didn’t even bother taking more x-rays, as the tech started calling the dr loudly to the room I was in to come quickly. The top bone of my right arm had fallen into my arm pit and landed just so…it was on top of the nerve bundle and main artery for my right arm…had been for several hours by this point.
At this point I didn’t know the state of my hand. I was in so much pain I was begging to be knocked out. We are talking child birth pain… I don’t remember being cut out of my sweater. I don’t remember crying and begging to be knocked out. These were things I was told later. I don’t remember begging my friend that drove my jeep and son to the hospital to punch my in the face and knock me out.I don’t remember begging my son to do the same. I don’t remember the tears others, my loved ones and friends cried for me because I was hurting so much. I remember the pain. I remember feeling like if I moved my left hand off my right arm that my right arm would fall completely off. I remember the pain. They finally did knock my out to put my arm back where it should be. I remember coming to and not being able to feel my right hand or move my right arm, which at this point was strapped to my body.
It was a hard night. I now live with pain. Always. And not ever being able to find a completely comfortable position to be in. I live every day with the fact that I am no longer right handed because my right hand still barely moves. Unless I am going through muscle spasms and then all I can do is try to breath through the pain and wait for it to be done.
It completely changed my life. I can’t work still and am having to rely on help. For a LOT of stuff. I get excited about small things now….like being able to raise my right arm above my head. I cried the first time I was able to shower by myself…then cried again because it took so much out of me I couldn’t get dressed by myself. I cried when I had to call my daddy and tell him what happened and ask for money to pay my bills. I cried because I could do something as simple as feed myself without making a huge mess because I was having to learn to do so with my left hand. I cried when my amazing little sister stepped up in a huge way to help me get through. I cried watching my son stepping up to help me cook and try to tell me not to get frustrated ; that we would make it through this together. I cried when the next month my daddy sent me more money for bills and asked how I was and what the doctors where saying.
I’ve had WAY too much time on my hands to think….about every thing.
My sister helped me set up this blog so I could have an outlet a connection to the world..all on my phone. There are things I will never be able to do again. Things I put off trying because I was trying so hard to do it on my own that I didn’t make time for. Now I wish I had made that time. It’s hard at 36 to have to relearn how to do things that I had known how to do for years. I do nothing quick or easy any more because even easy things are hard for me. But I keep going. I will continue to keep going. I don’t cry as much..(there are still tears just not as much) and I don’t hide as much. Being in public is still hard….feeling like people are looking at how weird my hand looks now and feeling self cautious about eating in public. (I’m still messier than I am confortable with.) I’m self cautious aboyt what I order in public, because I know that if I pick something that has to be cut I can’t do it on my own.I struggle with cleaning my house on my own…I still try and still have help. I try to hang up all the clothes I own because it’s hard to fold stuff…it either stays inthe basket/dryer til I need it or I hang it. I have a pair of boots I may never wear again….because the last time I had them on my whole world got changed in one little moment of time. I enjoy the simple things more. Like sitting outside in my chair and hearing a little child singing silly songs out in the sunshine.(or pitching a fit and pouting because they had to go inside) I’m learning out to live as this me. I cry and pray and keep going because it’s the only thing I can do now. Just keep going….
Love and prayers and blessings
Welll…….me and my kiddo have been sick back to back. Currently we are dealing with this oh so wonderful stomach virus that has been going around here lately.
Today also happens to be 1 year to the day I got hurt….. It’s hard to still be deal with it, but I’m learning. Slowly but I’m trying. I’m proud of my kiddo of how he has stepped up for me and had to put up with a lot. Doesn’t help that my jeep is screwed up….but we are working on getting it fixed…
Anyway, I’m surviving and still going…
Love and prayers and blessings,
Cutie I found at Big Lots!
Well, no snow….but Lots of ice. The boys were disappointed but they survived by watching movies, playing video games, and sleeping. We caught them sleeping with the tv still going on a loud game.
They told me I was creepy cause I took pictures of them while asleep. Lol not knowing I took it for being able to post here. Lol
Ice on the steps…
Driveway
You will NEVER guess what this is…
Seriously! You won’t guess what is under the blanket! All the dogs are in the house, but none are under blankets. But since it’s 20ish degrees outside ALL the family pets are in the house.
Yes. That’s a pig!
That’s Arnold. Better known as “Fat Pig”. He usually sleeps outside on the front porch. Cause that’s where his little house is and he’s just a big baby. Lol sometimes he thinks he’s a dog. He love fresh fruit and veggies and can drink sweet tea out of a cup…our well he could before he got SO big.
I’m now watching Lockup and settling in for the night. Hopefully I will get some sleep….hopefully. I was up all night last night. So fingers crossed I will get some sleep.
Love and prayers and blessings!
PS. Y’all stay warm out there!!
Life As We Know It These Days 