Smoking ..toking ..Barbie.. says goodbye.

I quit smoking a little over 7 months ago.
I lost my job, was a mother of 3 and really wanted to quit.  I started Chantix and pretty quickly found that I wasn’t enjoying the taste of smokes any more. It really started to make cigs and other things 😉 taste awful. When I was ready to really quit I came up with an isolation plan. My husband took the kids, car and cash and went out of town for three days.
I had enough cash to order takeout found a restaurant that delivers and can offer food for all three meals in a day. I bought

an Xbox and a game. I spent the next 48 hours playing Farcry3 almost non stop. When the hubby returned with the kids. I was still playing. I had successfully quit my smoking habit and replaced it with video games. I played night and day, day to night, night into the next morning.
My teenage son begrudgingly told me I needed to stop. I quit playing Farcry3 and bought minecraft. My daughter and I now play. Since then I have purchased a gaming laptop. ( yes laptop, I gotta be able to bring my games with me.) I am moving onto steam games now like Garrys mod and my new favorite and Free game team fortress 2. I guess video games aren’t all bad afterall.



I took my birthday out of Facebook and no one remembered my birthday.

I am thinking of quitting facebook and or friends and family. Suggestions?

Answered prayer

I have prayed for one particular thing to happen for more than a year. Today after having given up on it, forgotten about, no longer prayed for… it came true.

My son was accepted to the college of his choice. I couldn’t be happier. I literally sobbed like a big baby for just short of an hour. Thank you! I hope it is everything he wants it to be and more. Tomorrow is my birthday and I do not want and or need anything else, but to see him happy. He is!
So am I.

They came out of Pandoras Box

That’s what my Dad told me about woodticks.

I wish that box would have stayed shut. I pulled a small tick off my face Saturday night after taking my dog through the priory.

Beautiful natural area 2 minutes from my house that I would never had known about if it wasn’t for Geocaching. People make fun of me, but I am thankful for it. I have been introduced to many unique places in the short time I have been doing it.

Thank you to my fellow geocacers. You have opened my eyes to many new and beautiful places. Pandora can keep the ticks.

What’s a Pancreas?

When my mom was 59 she decided to sell our home and buy something simpler. She didn’t waste anytime. She sold her home, bought and bought a new one. She painted and bought new furniture for everyroom. The last room to be painted was the bathroom.
She called me as soon as she finished. She was proud of how it

turned out. She also mentioned that she felt like she pulled a muscle or something in her stomach. 
     A week went by and she told me it was different than a pulled muscle it was more of a sensation. She went to the doctor. He sent her home with antibiotics for a “stomach infection”.
After a week, she still wasn’t feeling any better, she had also fallen asleep at work. Which she chuckled about.
She had an ultrasound, then a cat scan.
I remember sitting in the waiting room with my aunt. My aunt said “it’s gonna be cancer..that is what they are going to say.” I was stunned. Stunned that the thought never came I to my mind. I was also scared. My mother had cancer when I was a teenager. I was told then she might not make it. That was almost 15 years ago.
    I remember waiting for a Radiologist to read her scan. It seemed like forever. He finally came out to tell us there showed a small cyst like mass on the Pancreas.  The what? I felt clueless as if I had never heard the word before.
I didn’t know what it was for?  I didn’t ask any of these questions out loud I just thought them.
After I got home I Googled cyst on Pancreas. I was in for a very rude awakening when I saw Pancreatic Cancer. 6% of people with Pancreatic Cancer live 5 years.

6% alive after 5 years. 6% …5 years.

I hope that isn’t what she has…

Gift of Grace

A minister once told me I have been given the gift of grace. What does that mean? 

It’s a question that I keep asking myself over the years.

I am seeking other viewpoints. 

If you are inclined to share one, please add a comment below.