One Lovely Blog Award

Corporateskirts has nominated me for the One Lovely Blog Award.

Corporate is fairly new to me, but I know I am going to love reading her blogs. She is for us women! Women who work, care for others, have children, any women who can and will develop stress. She is there with helpful hints and stories. Please check out her blog site. Copy and paste the above link.

Thank you Corporate for this award.

The rules are to say seven things about yourself.

Nominate fifteen others.

Give credit to the one who nominated you.

My mind is drawing a blank today. After yesterday’s issues at the cemetery and today, realizing my outing will be put off maybe one more day, and Al’s tears that started first thing this morning, I can not think.

Maybe, I can turn this around and you can  help me. If there is something you would like to know about me or our lives, you ask me the question. Deal? Deal!

For my nominations I would love to honor these people who have been an important role in my life here at bloggerville. I am wanting to place each of you, because each and everyone of you have made an impact on my life, but I can only choose so many.




It is days like this that one award, does brighten my day, and reminds me of all of my friends who care so much about me, life, and others.

Thank you again, Corporate!

Satan Does Not Want Me To Be Happy

English: Satan as Antichrist

English: Satan as Antichrist (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

That Satan! I would like to get a hold of him and toss him into thin air, to never see or hear from him again.

He plays games with my brother every time Al reads his Bible, causing much stress and grief for him.

Now, today, when I have a build-up of excitement for getting my first break of two hours, he has decided to use my new caregiver to get to me, and try to ruin it. He worked so hard, but he will not succeed, if I have anything to say or do with it.

I received a phone call early this morning from Shannon, the new caregiver for respite care, and she lets me know ahead of time that she may not be able to come. She tells me that all weekend her service engine light kept coming on, in her car, so she had phoned her dad and he was on his way over as we spoke. She was so nice and loving about it all. Her whole goal in the call was to just alert me, so I would not be disappointed if she could not come. She told me that if she couldn’t she would come tomorrow through another way, but she was hoping her dad could solve the issue.

We hung up, and I think I felt what others would, a tinge of disappointment, but I totally understood, things happen in life. So Satan, you can quit trying to get to me through this nice lady.

A couple of hours went by and I started receiving text messages from her brother. He told me that while they had the car hood up, and Shannon and her dad were looking at the car, the hood came crashing down and caught Shannon’s hand in it. I was horrified, asking if she was alright. Her brother tells me that they are on the way to the emergency room, but Shannon was concerned that I was alright with her still not coming today.

My heart went out to her and her family, as they moved quickly to the ER. I haven’t heard anything as of yet, but they will call or text when they return back home.

Satan, you are bound to have your own way, and although you are causing heart ache and pain, you will not win today!