Please allow me to introduce you to this special lil girl. Her name is Presley and she's 2 1/2 years old.
Presley is pretty much your typical 2 year old. She is the youngest daughter of my bestie. Presley loves to play with toys, she actually really enjoys dinosaurs and snakes, but also Barbies and ponies too. She does occasionally get mad at her parents or her older sister when things don't go her way but unlike most other children her age, her moods and actions are not always dictated soley by the things going on around her. You see, Presley has Type 1 diabetes. So more often than not, her moods and actions are actually being dictated by what's going on INSIDE of her. Presley was diagnosed with this horrible disease last summer, at the ripe young age of 18 months old. Her life, and her family's life, changed the instant those test results came back. No more carefree days of living with a toddler. Her mealtimes, her meals themselves, her daily activites, all have to be calculated exactly to determine how much insulin her body will need throughout the day and night. Many people think that Type 1 diabetes can be controlled by insulin. While insulin does keep people with type 1 diabetes alive, it is NOT a cure. Aside from the daily challenges of living with type 1 diabetes, there are many severe, often fatal, complications caused by the disease such as kidney failure, blindness, nerve damage, heart attacks and strokes.
I really could go on and on but you just won't get it unless you've lived it. And I pray you never have to "get it". But I am here to ask something of you, that I really really hope you'll consider.
This October, I will be joining my best friend, Presley, and their family, in taking part in the Juvenile Diabetes Research Foundation's Walk to Cure Diabetes. So I'm asking for support because now more than ever, we can make the cure a reality in Presley's lifetime!
Please visit my Walk Web page if you would like to donate online or see how close I am to reaching my personal goal of $1000: Presley's Blue Suede Shoe Crew
Everyday (yes every weekends!) from 2-4pm you can go to SONIC and get your drinks for HALF OFF!
My family is soooo hooked on this lil deal :)
Anyone else?
I always had friends growing up. For as long as I can remember I had at least one Best Friend, sometimes more than one, at just about every point of my life.
I remember being very social. Yah I had attitude, there were girls I didn't like, or that didn't like me, but for the most part I was friends with just about everyone. And when given the choice, I would choose friends over family. Spending the night at friends house's, going to the mall or the movies. Anything. I loved going out with my friends, and in highschool, there were alot of us.
After graduating high school, we all went our seperate ways. We all still hung out occasionally but those times slowly faded. I started dating David in the fall and I knew pretty much right away that he was The One so I devoted ALOT of my time to him and our relationship. This meant spending even LESS time with my friends and MORE time with family, which turned out to be not so bad :)
Through the early years of our marriage we developed friends together, at church. With church changes, those friends faded too. When we had kids, we had friends that also had kids. But over the course of time and more church changes, those have also gone.
Now my husband can make friends with a brick wall in a matter of minutes and has no problem letting things roll off his back. But I know he is really hankering for some GUY friends that have the same interests as him these days.
I on the other hand I'm trying to decide where I stand on this whole Friends thing.
I have friends. I have my bestie. And others that I hang out with occasionally. And I'm fine with that. I don't feel the need to actively seek out more friends. Of course I wouldn't turn anyone away, but I often find myself feeling really ANTI-social. Does that make any sense?
Sometimes I wish it wasn't. I really wish we had a family or families where I was friends with the wife, David and the husband were friends, and our kids were friends. I think that would be alot of fun. It just hasn't happened yet. And even though I'm ok with that. I feel like I shouldn't be.
I think I am just really guarded now. I would much rather be by myself, with my family, than constantly with "friends" that use me, are fake with me, or suck me dry and give nothing in return. I don't have the energy anymore!
What do you think the Adult Rules of Friendship are?
It was a Happy/Sad/Happy/Sad/Mad/Happy/Bummed/Happy Father's Day for my hubby. Yes he went through all of those emotions on Sunday. He woke up to a darling little breakfast of apple jacks (dry), some animal cookies, and a Christmas mug with OJ. Along with adorable handmade gifts and the morning paper. All brought in on a breakfast tray by his munchkins so that he could eat in bed. It really was pretty cute to watch.
After everyone was up I went to get him his REAL Father's Day breakfast - a fatty breakfast burrito from John's Burgers. His absolute fave. And while I was out on this errand, the emotional rollercoaster begin it's climb.
David had found a ticket to the Lakers playoff game for that night, for less than HALF of the normal going rate on EBAY. After a bit of discussion - because half price is still ALOT - we decide he's gonna go for it. Well he missed it. By seconds. Which of course sends him off on a hunt. He ends up finding one on StubHub but by the time he gets on the phone, that one is gone too.
Now he's way bummed and I'm like Dude do NOT mess with fate buddy! But of course he's dying now and he finds ANOTHER on on Ebay. Only it's an auction. So for an hour we participate in a bidding war....and WIN. My husband is peeing his pants.
We wait and wait for the seller to email him the ticket so that David can get on the road in time and he takes forever. Finally an email comes through and the seller says he LOST the ticket.
Seriously?
I personally think that maybe he just changed his mind but couldn't really say that because that's illegal in Ebay-land but we'll really never know. And because David was in a hurry to get the ticket, he paid through paypal immediately, which meant that now we had $XXX tied up so he wasn't able to attempt purchasing a ticket from someone else.
I really did feel bad for him. It would have been a dream come true. Possibly a once in a lifetime dream come true.
My poor hunny bunny. At least the Lakers one that night. Not that it did them much good :(
Good thing he has cute kids and an adoring wife huh? hehehe
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