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“Too Cute to Be Married”

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Michael and I were walking from our car to a restaurant, talking abouts tidbits of nothing much, when we suddenly realized there was someone behind us. Michael said, “Oh, sorry for blocking the sidewalk” and moved to one side, and I moved to the other so a young woman in her mid-to-late twenties could pass us. We’d been walking slow. Even on good days in the Fall I’m pretty stiff and slow. She’d evidently been behind us ever since we’d gotten out of the car, because she said, “You guys are just too cute to be married! You’re so nice to each other I figured you must be out on a date, then I saw your wedding rings. I’ve only been married a year and my husband and I aren’t that nice to each other when we’re alone.” We told her we’d been married nearly thirty years, and she just shook her head, laughed, and walked on. But that comment has stayed with me. Michael and I are nice to each other, and evidently that’s something I’ve been taking for granted!

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We were going to meet another couple for dinner, something we haven’t done in many years. Best of all, it was a woman I’ve “known” from social media for many years, who lives several states away, and her husband. They were passing through Louisville on their way home from Mammoth Cave, and it was a real treat to meet her “in real life” for the first time. She knew my Aunt Beverly, too, and had always assumed she’d get a chance to meet her. So talking about her and her passing was bittersweet.

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Marching Band is over. This year was especially difficult for John and for Michael and me. It was extremely intense, John didn’t enjoy it as much as he has in the past, and his health and grades suffered. The decision about next year is going to be a big one.

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The dogs are still not adjusting well to the time change. When Sam’s stomach says it’s suppertime she starts dancing around and barking, and there’s only so long you can ignore a dancing, barking 100-pound dog before feeding her. Boss doesn’t care as much, but sometimes he’ll howl just to be supportive. Then I’m sure the neighbors even want us to feed them early.

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We totally skipped Halloween this year. We were able to combine Michael’s work day with a side trip to WKU, where John’s band was competing in the State Semi-finals. It was a longer trip than I can tolerate, and when we got home I went straight to bed. Michael set out a bowl of candy, but I think we only had one trick-or-treater. I did wear my Laurie Cabot witch hat to a Nerium get-together a couple of days later, though. I simply couldn’t go a whole year without wearing it!!

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On the way home from WKU we saw a lot of what Michael termed “sin signs” with messages like,”Where will you spend eternity?”. There was one with the first five commandments, and I waited and waited for the second five, but never saw them. Somehow that made the trip feel a bit incomplete!

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I’m so proud of Michael! He actually spoke in front of a small group of strangers about his experience with EHT this week. He’s not into public speaking, and certainly not about his own brain health issues, but he did it. And I suspect he was a bit proud of himself afterwards, too – at least I hope so!

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St. Jude and Being a Band Parent

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I just finished a novena to St. Jude, patron saint of hopeless causes and desperate situations. I do a lot more novenas since I subscribed to Pray More Novenas, which emails the prayer for that day directly to your inbox every day. But St. Jude is one of my personal favorites, since my life the past several years has been chock-full of hopeless causes and desperate situations.

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My friend Julie and I hosted an EHT party at her home last night. It was wonderful, casual, and comfortable – and a couple of people got information about a dietary supplement that may make a huge difference in their lives for about the cost of a soda a day. What made me sad was the people who weren’t there. The people Julie and I had invited personally, assuring them it wasn’t a “come buy stuff” sort of party, but a gathering where real people would share their own experiences with EHT. My husband even went, and talked about how EHT has helped him. I was very proud of him, because public speaking isn’t comfortable for him, especially about personal issues. I just wish We’d been able to talk to more people, who could then spread the word to their friends and family who might need it. If you or someone you know could benefit from a daily supplement that improves brain function (and really, who couldn’t?) email me or leave me a comment and I’ll send you a short (2 minute) video about EHT. It’s important.

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John’s high school marching band will be competing at State this weekend. I’m very proud of him, and of all the kids who have worked so hard since July to make this show the best it can be. I’m not so proud of some of the parents. There is a parent FB page, ostensibly for updates on schedules, etc. But unless you’re part of the “in-crowd” of band parents there is typically no information available until 24 hours or less before an event. But we’ve managed.

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Then this week a parent posted on the page that she was frustrated by a teacher’s refusal to allow her son or daughter extra time on an assignment given while the student was out of class for a band activity. Lots of parents chimed in, and it developed into a very well-rounded discussion of academics, extra-curricular activities, and the physical and mental health of teens. I chimed in several times, and a couple of band parents messaged me privately because their kids were having issues similar to John’s (huge drop in GPA, lack of sleep, poor health, many sick days, and periods of severe anxiety over band). I was excited to finally see something actually helpful on the FB page, and then the entire thread was removed. All that remains is rah-rah posts from the “in-crowd” about how wonderful band is.

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If a parent was using offensive or divisive language I’d have certainly approved of that comment being deleted. But all the posts were calm and obviously VERY carefully worded. So this weekend John will be gone from Friday until Sunday afternoon for a contest at a distance they normally travel to and from in a day. The band will not perform at halftime for the last home football game of the season, and will be under the thumb of the “in-crowd” chaperones all weekend, one of whom called an entire busload of kids “a bunch of losers” when they took Reserve Grand Champions at a contest. And the contest is in a little hick town where there’s nothing for them to do. I just don’t get it.

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I’ve hit a plateau in my weight loss, but I’m still losing inches. I pulled out jeans a size smaller today! After these, I only have one size left. After that I will officially be out of clothes. Which is great, but a bit worrisome since I can’t even afford a trip to Goodwill at this point. But that’s certainly not anything I’m going to lie awake nights worrying about!

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Oh, and I’m having a Jamberry Mystery Hostess party this week, ending on Halloween. That means there are a ton of ways to earn entries, but of course you get the most entries by placing orders and booking parties! And the person whose name I draw gets all the Hostess Benefits from this party, which will include free wraps and other products of your choice as well as other half-off items. The final total depends on the party total! So drop by my website and shop 😀

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This Week Kinda Sucked

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Earlier this week Michael came home to find vines strewn all over the front yard and me crying into my pillow. All I could get out was that I wanted some good news.

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 I had over 14,000 emails in my junk email folder and it refused to empty. Between this and all the pictures I had in folders on my Desktop my computer was moving at the speed of an arthritic snail. Michael went out and bought me two big thumb drives for my pictures and individually deleted over 2,000 emails to get the junk folder to empty. He’s awesome.

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I’d tried to rip all the vines off the landscaping at the front of the house because someone had posted on the band parent page that the students need to practice more individually. Of course I couldn’t reach all the vines, and didn’t have the strength to actually uproot them, so John took the pruning shears and filled up a yard waste bag with what I’d ripped down. I did save my Nandina bushes and my rhododendron, but the roses may be dead 🙁

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My Bariatric support group meeting was great – a friend met me there and there were a couple of two-years-out people who were happy and healthy, keeping the weight off without killing themselves or starving. But when I mentioned Nerium Firm and ended up with a handful of people wanting my cards at the end of the session I got dirty looks from the dietitian and counselor. Even though I’ve had NO sales yet from those leads I get the feeling they may ban me from mentioning it again. Or maybe I’m paranoid.

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John mid-term progress report came home. If we’d had the money to let him go do any of the usual things high school Juniors do these days in the first place he’d now be grounded from doing them. How do you ground a kid when you’re poor? Not let him play with the dogs we’ll have to take to the Humane Society when our house is foreclosed on? That’s about all he’s got.

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Thankfully, my OB/GYN is owned by the group of hospitals that provide my insurance, so there were no extra fees for me to go back for extra mammogram views or for two pelvic ultrasounds. It would be pretty ironic if I had bariatric surgery only to find out less than two months later I had breast and/or uterine cancer, huh?

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Instead of a pound a day I’m down to losing about a pound a week. I know, I shouldn’t complain. But if my back could just take a bit of exercise I’d be able to speed this along. But, no. A conference last Saturday that involved sitting in comfy chairs (I was sprawled across three by the end), taking frequent stretch breaks, wearing my TENS unit (yes, those spots still itch like crazy) and taking extra pain pills and muscle relaxers (I had a driver) still left me miserable and bed-bound for the rest of the weekend, missing John’s nearest marching band contest. The vine-tearing took its toll as well. More perky next time, I swear.

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