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I am so confused, these riced today, ordered from walmart. I did not order them, i would typically not order a flavor, no note, nothing. So, someone somewhere likes me i guess lol https://www.instagram.com/p/CUqjx4bjGWB/?utm_medium=tumblr
So last night the holder for the curtain rod i gaming my plants form came out of the wall. Dirt everywhere, my cats bed literally looked like i was about to plant something because most of my plants fell deplanted them nerves. Dirt all over everything i a a HUGE trigger for me, anything messy is a huge trigger. My snake plants put broke, only for me top discover she was hiding a secret. Just like her spider plant sister she had had a baby!! And boy was root bound, i had not realized JUST how much she had grown in the last year, and she was in her original pot from Trader Joeās, when i got her she was tiny. 4 inches but look at her measurements now! šŖ“š¤© i demand a #SnakePlantEmoji! #snakeplant #makingbabies lol https://www.instagram.com/p/CUqjVBBrQHY/?utm_medium=tumblr
Yupā¦ā¦ https://www.instagram.com/p/CUS-sZbrH0r/?utm_medium=tumblr
THIS!!! This is what i have been trying to tell people i am doing, and have been doing since the Lord helped me change back into the happy girl i was a a child before all they shop at trauma formed me into something unhappy and miserable for 40 years. I spent my life dieting, and nothing worked, it turns out i could not have ever list weight really because i had polycystic ovarian syndrome and the normal issues that come with it make women over weight, and they all have the same shape body within this obesity. PCOS girls can eat right and work out daily and always be big. And every time one my friends felt it was their duty to tell me i needed to lose weight, i tried telling them I THINK I HAVE A MEDICAL PROBLEM! Which. Wa serviced with a āsure Janā attitude an d i was told to go to the doctor which i could not afford. But i. Intuitively KNEW. I had ovarian pain starting age age NINE! So i spent my life Boeing unhealthy starving and depriving myself, after a guy friend i loved dearly told me he could not handle my weight, which is will NEVER understand what that has to do with friendship, he liked me, told me he loved me often, but, my weight was an issue? Other friends said similar things. No guys i think you canāt handle ppl seeing you with a fat friend because you care more about what others think of you than my feelings and the fact you like me. Anyway, ladt year and a half i am literally eating when my noisy says to and what it says to. Sometimes it tacos, sometimes its salad. I feel better than i can ever remember feeling. I have especially become intuitive pin how to eat for my. Hypoglycemia, something i have because i listened to a doctor who pushes bariatric surgery on me, he was not the only one, but, i trusted him (he is not my current primary)and i had it and have had endless combinations. It took me losing weight to get a clear diagnosis of all the things actually wrong itās my bodyās bad get them treated, thank you Lord for Dr C that man is a wizard ad medicine! He is a blessing and he has not once mentioned my weight since 2004, when i started seeing him. NOT ONCE. He has had to sort he clean up of its aftermath. #Healthyatanysize https://www.instagram.com/p/CUSzuNCrzTJ/?utm_medium=tumblr
I canāt believe the girl on the right was ever the girl on the left. Feels like a completely different life. Iāve finally purged myself of all trace of those 11 years in ab abusive relationship, which got me put in that wheelchair more or less, i had it for a year. Never again to any of that bull hockey. I wish i could go back to 22 year old me and show her how happy we are now, how confident, how we feel so close to the Lordā¦.. she would have never even have spoke to that man. Truth be told he confessed things when weād been married about a year, that had i known these things, i would have kicked him to the curb. But, i was married Christian girl, and could only leave if he cheated, which by the end he did, he would never admit it, but, the things i know he did do 100% unfaithfulness. The thing here are the things i can see in hindsight that i never thought heād do, so i missed the red flags. Several girls tried to tell me i needed to have a talk with him. But, i blew them off because i KNEW him, problem is, growing an air force brat he adapted to those who wild accept him, he adapted to me and at the he end he had dropped the act, he was hollow and unstable. He was not the man i had known for 11 years. He switched to adapt to other ppl. SMH. Its sad. He is sad. I pray for him and hope he found happiness. That boy was so very broken when i met him and he said i saved him. Had he not met me he would have probably gone back to his addictions,which he did at the end, and never would have met Jesus for real, he thought he did a 14, but, i donāt believe he did until after we were married. Thank the Lord for that much. God uses all things for the good of his peopleā¦.. sending love to whoever reads this. God loves ya and so do i! šššš https://www.instagram.com/p/CUPM40ZLmH9/?utm_medium=tumblr
Photos from my entire life, and prayer journals and scrapbooks. But, the real task here is to exorcise Scott Lee Meadows from my life, there are pictures of him, of us, and they are the last. As i have been cleaning out my closets and findings stuff i stuck in a bin almost 2 decades ago, just like I dealt with my trauma, i shoved all kinds a dark place and pretended it was not there. This clean out has been cleansing to my soul. I finally told the full story about my ex to some ppl who i felt needed to know, whether they thought they did or not, it tying up loose ends and having conversation that are decades over due. When i have my āchangeā there was stuff in regards to my relationship with my ex the Lord purged from me. Stuff i had forgotten. And it was the Holy Spirit telling me it was time to tell my pain doc the truth of how my back got hurt like it was, which was from a repetitive abuse be action of my ex. I had lied to myself that he didnāt mean to. But, over and over again? Me squirming and crying? Noā¦. He got some sadistic thrill from it or whatever warped reason. He has semi disabled me for life and i experience severe pain daily. Its time all remaining evidence of his existence in my life be gone. Let the purge begin! https://www.instagram.com/p/CUOdfAWD617/?utm_medium=tumblr
I bought this sign YEARS ago because it reminded me if my mom, i kinda had it on the bottom shelf of a table in the back not real visible. But, in that last 2 years I finally allowed my friends to help me and it has all new meaning to me, so i hung it over my tv where i can be reminded everyday. š https://www.instagram.com/p/CUOOTnSrNdn/?utm_medium=tumblr
Picture 1:I shall look at my mommy sadly til she figures out what i want Picture 2: Success! She is completely under my control! MUWAHAHAHAMEOWMEOWMEOW! Picture 3: now i sleeps. https://www.instagram.com/p/CUNnnX8ry9H/?utm_medium=tumblr
This mason jar is old. I mean real old. No clue exactly how old, but, its glass is so thick and heavy and its lid is such a thick heavy metal. It belonged to a woman named Dorthy who i grew up seeing, going into her house, trick or treating at her door, etc, she was. A friend of my great aunt Onie, who lived across the street. Dorthy and her husband were family. Its odd to me i ended up with this jar. I canāt even remember how it happened except it came via my mom. After Dorthy passed away. I assume Onie and her daughter, My 2nd cousin JUlia, who is a sassy 80 something who I learned all my over the top fun fashion and and decorating sense from, as well as the quirky sense of humor i can some times have, came into possession of some of Dorthys things no one in her family wanted, and mom grabbed the jar for me so that i would have something to remember Dorthy by. I wouldnāt say i loved Dorthy as a child, but, i was for sure very fond of her she was an extension of the family, Onie and Julia treated her like family, and she may have been related by marriage some how, i canāt remember. This jar has fallen so many times and not cracked or broken in a house with super hard floors that generally kills anything breakable to dare touch its precious surfaces. Lol. This jar was meant to last. I imagine its 50 years old give or take. I have kitchen stuff of my grandmothers from the 40s still functioning And in use. They are metal and they are heavy. Theyāve survived and been used for 70 years. Whereas their Modern equivalent lasts how long? 1-10. Years, and that 10 is generous. Plastic is stupid and i honestly believe plastics have something to do with the rampant autoimmune/fibromyalgia problem in my generation has. https://www.instagram.com/p/CUMme_RrVTg/?utm_medium=tumblr
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These were my moms, i have he wire cutters somewhere too. She used them to build PC boards i use them to repair and make jewelry. https://www.instagram.com/p/CT8b8qeDqE5/?utm_medium=tumblr
My exciting Friday night. š https://www.instagram.com/p/CT8a73zDzhQ/?utm_medium=tumblr
This is 100% true #christianamericans I am eye balling you 1 john 4:8 The one who does not love does not know God, because God is love. https://www.instagram.com/p/CT35TtgLP14/?utm_medium=tumblr
I found this while cleaning out my closet, well the person helping me did, Lisa thank you Lisa, And I had quite a few of them not all of them were as cute as this one. I had to work with the materials I had on hand and it was an interesting craft project and I had a sewing machine at the time it worked so I can put the zipper and actually had a really old grommet thing to put grommets in from that was my grandmothers that I I kept at her sewing stuff that I kept for sentimental value and I am almost positive that I have a zipper for sure because I had a ton of zippers that I inherited from somebody the flower was on a barrette that I had in the ribbon in the lace for leftovers from other projects and I just nodded at the bottom instead of selling it because it was too stretchy for it to hold anything heavy when you put it and it really the whole day so unless I had an industrial machine I just had a little hole machine so it was a little project that I did on repurposing and up cycling some thing For up cycling was a thing I learned to do this kind of thing from my grandmother back in the 70s guys š #upcycledclothing #everythingoldisnewagain https://www.instagram.com/p/CTyQhC5jMav/?utm_medium=tumblr
Whereās my #GenX girls at? Ok what i found cleaning out my closet! š¤£ https://www.instagram.com/p/CTxtt1pr8ZB/?utm_medium=tumblr
Artifacts from my closet clean out, genuine mid 1980s and early 1990s jewelry. See, i told you i never throw anything away. Lol https://www.instagram.com/p/CTtW0cZrQHR/?utm_medium=tumblr
Pix my friend Bonny took today of my hair. Ran out of lightener when i got to to the back, but, the stuff is on way in the mail to fix it https://www.instagram.com/p/CTqcoVrDmZW/?utm_medium=tumblr