Not that I’m paranoid or anything, but seriously, REALLY?! This isn’t a joke either people, this is a serious article, though it seems comedic. What is this world coming to? (Don’t answer that, I don’t want to know.)
9 Household Items That Could Be Spying on You – Yahoo! Finance.
I’m just sayin’ YOU NEVER KNOW!!!
Hugs,
A very jittery jane…
Alex’s Lemonade Stand Foundation for Childhood Cancer.
We went to our local Walmart and there was a girl outside with her mom in the heat sitting on folding chairs with a big plastic ‘barrel’ kinda (about a gallon or two sized) for Alexandra’s Lemonade Foundation. I had no idea what it was for, but my husband looked at her and said “we’ll get ya on our way out, ok honey?” and true to his word on our way out I had money to place this little girls jar… she couldn’t have been much more than three or four years old… she was adorable… and very polite.
Neither of us had any lemonade, nor was any offered to us. So I wanted to find out what the foundation was.
I BEG YOU… PLEASE check this foundation out and if you are able in whatever way possible, please donate, have a “stand” at your office, or do whatever you can for childrens’ cancer. (This hit home when I read it – since we have a family member that’s 17 years old – who has gone through experimental chemo/radiation/physical therapy and we still don’t know and won’t know for at least another two weeks if it worked)
ALL THIS — WAS CREATED BY A CHILD THAT TOOK THE LEMONS LIFE HANDED HER AND SHE CREATED LEMONADE… that continues to grow and help others with all kinds of cancer.
As a mom and a grandma, there are so many things that just break my heart…
Yet, somehow, it is ALWAYS possible to find someone, somewhere, somehow that stands strong and shows courage, hope, determination, faith and love.
jane
Accidental computer idiot here. I never claimed to be good at any of this, but when I checked my email, I saw an article that led me to this, out of the corner of my eye… it is like a Pandora’s box.
There is supposed to be a video on this page, but it doesn’t show up on my screen. Do NOT push the stupid button on the page! Go up to your right hand corner and go to close out your page. It will ask you if you are sure you want to leave, say no. You’ll get an interesting glimpse of the supposed interview.
I can’t help but see a bigger picture. Tell me what YOU see, if its worth sharing.
Newsmax’s Aftershock Survival Summit.
Jane
Why haven’t I written? Just found out another piece of the puzzle of issues.
I am so tired, no really, I am so tired, but I can’t stop. It doesn’t matter, but if I don’t give in to the naps, will I make it worse eventually? No clue.
It’s not a surprise, it’s not a big deal even, I mean it is, but it’s not (doesn’t make sense, never claimed I made sense). It’s just “another thing to add to my list of crap” and on to the list of meds I take. I don’t need a medical alert bracelet – I need a med alert tatoo arm sleeve! (at least then I’d have room for additional or inevitable changes) Or better yet… my own Squire! Yes, thats what I want (not really) my own Squire (in green tights) with a scroll, so I don’t have to carry all this with me. I just have to pick the Squire up before appointments, and can wear a medical alert bracelet with the Squires name and number (incase of an accident). Ta Da!!!
Pathetic. Yeah, I know, but as I said I’m tired, need to stay awake and needed to say out loud that I am a Narcoleptic along with other things. I’m NOT lazy!! I’m NOT making everything up!! It has a name, not my name, but the disorder!! I have it (the disorder), but I am not the disorder, no more than I am any of the other disorders I have (I hate the word disorder, but disease is worse). I do NOT have these things by CHOICE!!
Am I angry? Yes. I’m tired! I’m tired of everything around me, from the doctors calous way of telling me to the years prior feeling like i was going crazy and still not knowing anything more than – Hey no cure, this med works for you? ok, keep taking it for now. If I had no insurance I wouldn’t know any of this, I’m actually “old” to be diagnosed with this.
Every “disorder” within a family unit affects the WHOLE family unit whether they have the disorder or not. So, the more the family has illness-wise the more the family needs to pull together to give each other support. Or it can rip the whole apart. Friends are affected by it, social lives, everything we do as individuals – affects the whole. You really don’t know what you have until you are in this kind of position.
If I didn’t have my faith, I couldn’t stay as calm and passive about everything on a daily basis. There are many websites to search and for those that have several different disorders together, support groups, and writing – hoping that there are those whether they read or not, there might be someone that understands. If you are a care giver as well as patient, your on double duty.
I hope there are others out there reading this, understanding. I hope there are others out there reading this, finding solace that they aren’t alone. (and yes, i’ve dozed a few times in writing this)
May you find peace within yourself, balance within yourself, and lifes journey worth the effort everyday.
Jane
This article is filled with interesting details, until you look at EVERY advertisement around and in the middle of the article.
Can someone else tell me what’s wrong with this picture?
I believed in true love. I believed in being married to ONE person for life. I believed in so many rosy colored things, I can’t remember what that world truly looked like or can I? As crazy as some will think I am, after reading the following, I still believe, that NOTHING is stronger than love. I’ve felt all different levels of the word, including what some might consider too deep, too far gone. Maybe for them, they are right.
I’ve been married five times. This was not the life I had envisioned. I’ve given birth to two children, not the ten, I’ve been pregnant with (Three ectopics, five miscarriages). I have lived a life that is full of unspeakable things, things I’ve done and things that have been done to me. Things that have changed my life forever, yet making me who and what I am. A FIGHTER! A fighter for LOVE, UNDERSTANDING, RESPECT, HONESTY, COMMUNICATION, TRUST, the very VALUES I tried to instill in my children and live by, not always well, but did my damnedest to always hold myself higher; obviously there were times in my past that I was unsuccessful, however, other times I held my head high, as I do NOW!
When my fourth marriage fell apart, I was beyond ready to become a ‘nun’ (without my being a Catholic) UNTIL… Yes, I’m a masochist, (literally) but this time I waited, we lived together for three years, I even told Him “no” the first time He asked me to marry Him because I thought He was joking and besides, we BOTH said we’d never get married again. The second time, I said “yes” – didn’t think He’d ask me a third time. He has held my heart in His hands for seven years and counting… There has never been a man like Him nor will there ever be another like Him. I didn’t need to marry Him, I couldn’t have been anymore devoted to Him then or now for that matter, marriage just made it a legal binding contract, which also made it more appropriate in the eyes of those in our family that are religious. I surrendered my entire being, soul, life, to this Man. Now I’m not sure if ANYONE ELSE can TRULY understand what that means, giving over your entire being (everything) – surrendering yourself in all ways possible; literally; that you are capable and then some, to push beyond what you think you’re capable just for that person to be happy- there are people that say they can, but they can also leave, which means to me, that they DON’T know. It is the deepest darkest depths of the ocean of love, to me at least, that I could ever go in this life. It also tells me, I wasn’t just wearing rosy colored glasses when I was a kid, that this deep of love does exist. Yes, it comes with a price, but one I, to this day, have been willing to pay.
So, don’t forget to look back at what you dreamt of as a girl/boy, don’t be afraid to say – it does or doesn’t exist, because one day, you might be proven wrong. Though, I’d like to say it all works itself out in the end and we all live “happily ever after” or “we live the life we are destined to live” or some other madness; I can’t. What I can say is NEVER GIVE UP, NEVER STOP TRYING! NEVER LET OTHERS TAKE AWAY YOUR DREAMS, YOUR STANDARDS, YOUR VALUES, YOUR “YOU”! (it’s easier said than done, time, time, and time again)
*This was taken partially from Lets take a moment to blog; which has now become private, DO NO ASK, NO ONE WILL BE GIVEN ACCESS*
If you are looking for a pet, do your research. If you have a pet, talk about it to others that might have the same or are looking for one just like yours. Do you enjoy, strange, exotic pets and think no one understands? Of course there’s a section for that!
This site is a treat… I’ve spent the last week on it. In the last week, I’ve gone through some pretty strong old memories, just sharing about the animals I’ve owned. I think it’s a wonderful place to visit. Look at the tags I WROTE – THATS JUST A FEW OF THE TOPICS THERE!!!
Just a few minutes and you’ll be hooked! I guarantee!
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jane
Seriously, while sitting here looking through fiverr.com for any gigs for work; i have two gigs out there but have not received any hits as of yet. Yes, you can get just about anything for $5.00, technically $4.00, the website has to make a buck too. Ok, as I was saying, what people won’t do, is down right CRAZY!!!!
Now, y’all are saying “Jane, honey, sweety… you just wrote about an Alternative Lifestyle Event, so seriously? How can you call something or anyone else crazy?” Yeah, I know, right? But still.. 😉
Either they want WAY too much from you for your whopping $4 bucks or there are people willing to be your girlfriend/boyfriend/buddy/dog/lizard or whatever you need them to be, for whatever purpose – business or pleasure, via video or a period of time on say Face Book. Ewweeee, really, be a pretend friend for 10 days on Facebook?? Am I that desperate? No… but some people seemed to have been…
Ok, I’m done. I just had to say Eeeeewwwweeee to someone else that might understand that, though there is a computer and we do use it for many things, including making a living. That there are somethings it is safe to say, that go too far and for those that need to pay for a temporary pretend boyfriend or girlfriend on Facebook please, I beseech you – Get a life! Get a pet! Do something better with your time!!!
Words of wisdom for the day!
Jane
Just got back from my monthly appointment at Pain Management, today’s time was supposed to be set for 11:30am which is when I have to sign in by in order to be seen. Now, this office takes people by their “scheduled time” so when I got there I had 10 people in front of me because they were behind “schedule”.
Pain Management is par for the course when you have RA. Unfortunately, its run like a factory line here. The doctor (no matter what field) sets up appointments, sometimes triple booking their time slots for that ‘just in case moment’, if someone calls out. Most, however, don’t call out for Pain Management, because they NEED their pain meds to deal with each day, for whatever the cause of their pain. Just in case you don’t know, Pain Management is where your doctor sends you to receive medications/epidurals that will be long-term pain med management use as opposed to going to them. YEAH! Another ‘Specialist’!
We’re supposed to trust these people. We’re supposed to have faith that they know what they are doing. In the practice of Pain Management, they can offer epidurals, tension shots, even migraine shots (I’ll never do that again) above and beyond the medication aspects. It’s a band-aide, for whatever condition you have, but what are we supposed to do, when our options are pretty slim at best? How do we get off this cycle? Can we get off this cycle? Is it possible, when your doctor has told you, “you ARE NOT going to get any better. You need to accept that this is your life and move ahead the best that you can”?
There are some wonderfully extraordinary examples of people that have overcome cancer or learned to walk when they were told they’d never walk again (and end up doing marathons) Damned over achievers. 🙂 Ok, so you read up on all that is out there that you can find. You try homeopathic/natural ways, which you need to be very careful of because they don’t always mix with your traditional medicines. You eat healthier and try to exercise, try being the key operative word – yet vacuuming the house – by others standards isn’t considered exercise. (Not to worry, it is by mine. Leg lunges, stooping, upper body – bicep/tricep muscles especially where furniture is involved. I’ve come up with a concept for a whole body work out just doing everyday chores and getting the mail. With the right diet and exercise and add in a trip to your local food market or favorite place to shop it’s a no brainer) Seriously, just ask.
So how do we get better, if they keep us on the same hamster wheel? If you are like me, you’ve been to more than your share of doctors and really don’t want to start from scratch with all new doctors, the whole trust factor – like having none. I haven’t yet found that the hamster wheel is exercise in anything more than futility, but I guess if you look on the brighter side of things that is an exercise of the brain muscles.
Rant done for now. Give me time, I have a Rhuematology appointment next week, I’ll have plenty to add after that appointment. 🙂
Jane
When my children were in school they had an assignment to create an ‘Alter Book’. This meant a trip to the local Thrift Store to find just the right old books to play around with. After many years, that one assignment, ended up becoming a craft made time and again instead of buying journals, they created alter books, eventually, I even created my own when I started talking to my Husband online. It held all of these amazing fantasies, ideas, emotions meant only for His eyes and mine, oh and WORDS, WORDS, AND MORE WORDS… His Words, my Words, OUR WORDS ENTWINED, I savored every moment making this Alter Book to bring to Him when I did finally meet Him face to face. The spoken word and the written word were what we had for months because we lived so far away from each other. We had pictures and the web camera. (Get your mind out of the gutter, nothing like that happened) It was all in the WORDS… (Of course, His voice is amazing and His eyes have always been oceans to drown in – so, ok, yes, that did help. *giggling as I look back*)
I’d like to share with you today the POWER that words can have on a person not just for one day, but for everyday of their lives. These WORDS were written to me and to this day, they haunt my very soul and I drop to my knees in awe when I read them… (and I have read them for close to seven years)
As it is written to my question… (the question is unimportant)
“I’m not asking for blood alone, Im requiring COMPLETE ownership… “MY will be done” so to speak; your soul in the palm of my hand to do with as I will. Complete faith and trust and love… unrelenting, tireless, unabated and raw.
And here is the answer you seek…
My desire is to be your guardian, your lover, your Master, your passion, your life force, your owner, your everything, and nothing more than that. There is the answer you asked for, be careful what you ask and how you ask it darling girl.”
These WORDS were written to me; to take lightly these words, would be dishonorable, or worse yet a grave sin. I took them to my very heart and soul, BEFORE THEY WERE EVER SAID. Could YOU give this much to another? Could you feel this deeply to the point of being “raw”? Eventually being asked for your dreams as well as your waking hours, so that all revolves around ONE and ONLY ONE for life in every way humanly possible?
Communication is in words, in a glance, in a touch. POWER, REAL POWER, is in your WORD(S).
Drowning in Awe,
Jane
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