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Rhonda's Ramblings.....

Ok, its official, I now know our Life Jam event will be successful because Satan is trying to throw some bumps in the rode. LAST MINUTE stuff.

The person handling sponsorships just got news she may not be able to be at the event because of a conference in Chicago and then I was notified that there's a conference in TN that I need attend for the new gig.

Its weird the stuff I'll stress over and the stuff I'll let go. I'm not worried at all. I'll be at Life Jam and it'll be fun!

Its all a good sign that we're on the right track. We Satan feels the need to get involved, you're doing the right thing.

Yeah!! :)

next......

A friend lost his dad. :( I feel for him and I guess we are all getting to the age this is possibility. Death sucks.

and......

I'm always loving on my kid and braggin'. That's what a momma is suppose to do right but this weekend the kid proved she's a warrior. She was loaded with activities this weekend from work, school and even just fun stuff and she worked it out. She was tired and cranky but she proved that she's ready for adulthood. :) YAY for her.

something else....

Me VS my apt

Its a fight. Clothes, more of moms stuff, our stuff...stuff and stuff and more stuff.....I feel like its growing and yet I want to do something about it and yet I don't. I've blogged before about not wanting to have any control at home. I don't wanna make sure this coat is in the right closet or that shoe is in the right box and yet its making me nuts.

hmmm....it is Depression Screening Month. I need to check my mental health. :)

lata....

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I will never, ever, never, ever live in a box.


again.


If I can't be appreciated, celebrated, loved, and befriended with honestly and openly....with no conditions and controls.....then I can't be....for you.

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