I love my friends!

Where would we be without friends? There is a special friend that I go on "girly" dates with, and tonight happened to be our night to go. It doesn't matter how busy life gets, we schedule at least one night a month to see a movie and go to Starbucks (don't tell the other shops). Tonight was "Norbit," we really wanted to see Blades of Glory (with Will Ferrell), but found out it doesn't come out until March 30. Boo-hoo. On a scale of one to ten, I'd give Norbit a five. Some funny parts, but maybe it was Eddie Murphy overkill, or bad writing. It is just lovely to sit and talk, play a game, catch up. God is so good to give us friends.
So tomorrow is supposed to be killer (in a good way) weather, and I'm planning on taking the kids to the zoo. A nice "field trip." Getting ready for our Omaha trip--less than 2 weeks away. I love travelling. All things leading up to travelling, bad. Getting there, good. Not growing up in a large family, I have learned (still learning) how to pack. Did my mom always do this for me? Is it my only/oldest child freaky-ness that, 10 minutes down the road I start in with: "Did you remember their shoes, and did I remember underwear?" This will go on for about 5 minutes, until hubby says, "if we don't have it, we'll buy it." And sometimes still, an hour down the road, "did you remember the camera?" Sheesh, what's wrong with me?

4 Hours

That's right, folks. I'm not one to go to the doctor, and here's the reason: the appointment was 4 hours long. Is there anyone else out there that goes to the doctor that long? Let me know. My reason for going is to get my driver's license renewed. So I can't walk, and have limited strength (scared yet?), but this lady wants a driver's license. Don't worry everyone...my vehicle is fully pimped with all the gadgets that would make us laugh if anyone ever stole it. Just imagine: man or woman, driving on their knees (there is no driver's seat); trying desperately to get it into drive (gear shift is unusable, it's push-button); then the low effort steering (you over steer and you're in the ditch in an instant). It makes me smile just thinking about it (is that mean?)

Things happen that are funny all the time, you just have to find the humor in it. Like this: Last night we were driving over to my stepdad's house for dinner (don't worry, it gets better). Almost there, we hear this dragging and scraping under our van. Hubby says, "oh no, I think the muffler just fell off." Well, it didn't quite fall off. It was holding on by just a bolt, probably dangling and dancing, as if just to make fun of us. At that moment, we stop at a light and start to hear honking behind us. As if we weren't already embarrassed, the person behind us decided to let the whole line of cars know of our plight. So we pull over to examine the damage. I'm thinking, I am now a southsider, driving a minivan that sounds like a race car. Am I receiving penance for all of my years growing up in suburbia? My question, when things break , could they just fully break and be done with it? Then we can be the people who see the muffler on the side of the road and say: "who would let their muffler get so rusty that it would fall off?" I guess I just liked sounding like a race car.

Paper hats and Cyberchase

Hello! Welcome to my new blog--it's good to "meet" you. Forgive my occasional bad grammer/punctuation. It's been a while since I've been in school, since being in kid zone for the last 5 1/2 years. Yes, that's right, we're homeschoolers, self-employed, travelin', people lovin', Jesus worshipin', Survivor watchin', internet surfin', organic food eatin', adapters to life.

I knew as I started to read other blogs, that I should start my own. God help me, He's the one who gave me that inkling (sp?). I thought what's an oldest/only child, perfectionist (in weird ways) doing starting a blog? It's gonna take me 2 hours just posting one blog, from editin' and all. This is a test in being more easy going. I know God's testing me on this. Patience. Temper. None of the first, a lot of the second.

You're probably wondering, what's with the title of my blog? For those of you that know me, you already know, for those of you that don't: I'm in a wheelchair. Well now that it's out, follow me along to witness the crazy stories, normal stuff, help me in the day to day...
Tomorrow I'll post more, and promise to be more interesting!