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why Botox rocks!

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don’t you wish your girlfriend drove like me, dontcha!

I am the most awesome wheelchair driver in the history of wheelchair drivers. My family calls me “Galaxy Quest” for good reason. Watch between minutes 2:00 and 3:30.

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hotter than you thought i was

I can’t regulate the temperature on half my body. On my stroke-effected side I don’t have the ability to cool off, so I’ll bust out in a sweat for no reason. On one side. For no reason. When the other side is actually cold. How screwed up is THAT? So yes, I will sweat for [...]

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the story of pants

This falls into that WAY TMI category, but I have to tell the tmi for it all to make sense. Sorry. Not sex, Mom. Months ago I asked my therapists a questions I figured they would have a solution for. “When you only have one arm to hold you, how do you pull you pull [...]

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Digitini Atlanta

I promised to wear my Wonder Woman Underoos. I’m pretty sure it’s the only reason they picked me.

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thing you aren’t supposed to do in a wheelchair

It was our first time in the airport together. Amanda and I had a little time to kill (since I wasn’t a terrorist this time) and we headed for coffee. We always have a little tussle when it comes to paying for coffee. My turn.  Her turn.  My turn.  Her turn. MY TRIP = MY [...]

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things I learned from my occupational therapist

ps…You have NO IDEA how long it can take to make one crappy drawing with the wrong hand. pss.  Lie and tell me this is the greatest drawing you’ve ever seen. psss.  I like lies.

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the first of the recap posts….aka, a lot of babbling

So much to tell. So much to say. There are people that have names I will forget to mention….but they rocked my weekend. There are friends from the past that reminded me how very blessed I am. I think I got to see almost everyone I planned on.  There were a few that slipped through [...]

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when i am superman i can fly. and bake. and knit.

I’ve been reading what others wrote about me. People wrote some really nice stuff. They thought I was incredibly nice and inspiring.  They thought I was full of hopeful dreams and bright beliefs.  They thought I was sweet and loving. They were wrong. I rub body parts and demand nudity.  I believe there is no [...]

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my kids used to think i snored. now they shake me awake for comas.

Things have changed since i woke up from the coma. in good ways – I managed to miss all of winter. in bad ways – I’ll  pay to see the new Twilight movie.  Oh,  I’ll pay. And in ways that break your heart into tiny little pieces – Peyton cried because mommy wasn’t all fixed [...]

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This post alone is reason to make sure my kids’ schools never find out I have a blog

Why no one should ever…I repeat…EVER…offer me a PTA position. Cause I just might take them up on it. And then? Armageddon. Or at least the school version of it. Dear 2009-2010 parents, I sure appreciate your misguided voting to elect me as your new PTA president. We are instituting a few possibly-not-totally-approved-by-administration  changes to [...]

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On this first day of school

My kids started school today. I KNOW! We start wicked early but that’s a really good thing because OHMYFREAKINGHECK do my kids need to be around some other kids.  And out of my butt hair. Thursday was open house at their respective schools…the girls at the same elementary school and Nathaniel at *gulp* middle school. [...]

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It’s never too early to teach your kids how to get thrown out of an establishment with STYLE

Note: I have never closed comments on a post before, but depending on how this post is received today, I may have to. I was “asked to leave” a restaurant that will remain unnamed. I’m not even angry that they asked me to leave because I know it was asked out of respect for the [...]

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