Don't Call PETA

Gretta really goes through a lot around here. She's stuffed in laundry hampers, bathroom cabinets, and purses. She's driven around in a doll stroller, breaking the speed limit and cutting around corners on two wheels. Here she is, tucked in (once again) for a nap.

I realized today that I have neglected to brag on my husband about his quest to quit smoking. He is also smoke-free, without the aid of HEB brand nicotine lozenges and without any tumbles off of the wagon. You go baby! I am so proud of you.

Finally Starting to Feel Worth It

I have to say that I am starting to feel better than I have ever felt in my adult life. Go figure.

I Swear I Will Never Discuss Politics

Except this one time. And I'm going to rant a bit, so stop reading now if you don't want to hear it. I don't understand why people are against healthcare reform. We do receive Medicaid, CHIP or other state assistance. We pay over $133 per week for medical coverage for just the four of us. And yet we still have over $5000 in medical debt now after my seizure in May. It's just not right. As long as medical insurance is a for-profit industry, it will never be right. Everyone will continue to pay outrageous premiums for crappy coverage.

((deep breath))


How cute is this girl?

Her cognition and verbal skills are growing by leaps and bounds right now. She has even used the potty 3 times. I no longer have a baby in the house. Kinda sad.....

Or not!!

Happy Sunday Everyone

I just wanted to say...

Thank you to all of you who have been leaving me encouraging comments. They really do help, and I am grateful for the support!

Every Cloud Has a Silver Lining

Yes, it happened.
I bought a pack of cigarettes.
I grabbed my book, headed out to the porch, and prepared to enjoy my tumble from grace.
Um, not so much.
Horrible, terrible, tasted like dirt.
I persevered, knowing I like smoking.
Apparently, not anymore.
Halfway through the cigarette, I crushed it out and headed back inside, yelling at Corey (who was mowing the lawn) to find one of his buddies at work to buy this pack of cancer sticks.

Silver lining? The constant, nagging craving that I've had for a cigarette since I quit has been sqaushed. It's gone. At least for now. And you can't get any more silver than that. It's a gold lining, I'd say.

(side note: I know that if I just kept smoking, I would come to enjoy it again. That's what happens when you first start. It tastes awful. But why in the world would I keep going to get to that point when what I want is to not be doing it at all?)

Ggggrrrrrr....

You (you know who you are...love ya) said this was worth it, I'm trusting you and keeping your words in my head.