Smile The Sun Is Out!

boysOur internet connection was off from probably one in the afternoon until whatever time it decided to come back this morning. I did have a post lined up for today, but I didn’t finish it in time to be published and I don’t want to go back to it because I have no idea what I was thinking about when I trying to do it. Since my sister is here for her spring break, she’s been trying to keep up with her working out throughout the day like she does while she’s at school. So she’s been taking advantage of our backyard and since the weather has been amazing the past few days, the kittens have joined her while she’s thrown a softball and kicked her soccer ball around, but she was pretty bored Sunday afternoon so she talked mom into putting the Wii into the living room and that almost ended bad considering mom tore the sensor jack out of the wall of her room. So we were borrowing our neighbors jack for the time being. Nobody in our house has played with the Wii for a while and so she’s been using it up pretty good, between playing Just Dance 3, bowling, and baseball she’s been using up her energy well. I’m guessing she still regrets playing Guitar Hero too, because by the time she switched to that she was complaining about her wrist hurting a lot.

My parents decided to enjoy yesterday’s beautiful weather too and dad got the bike out and took my mom out riding with her new leather jacket and boots that she got on Saturday. I decided that since they were going out that I would sneak into the living room and watch Blondie play baseball. The babies were outside and they have been enjoying the nice weather a lot that everytime my parents open the back door they go running out to play, it’s so cute! While I was watching Blondie play, she was messing with her phone and I decided to see if anybody was at the door and only Midget was, and ChiChi really enjoyed me being on the floor too! She jumped on my legs and licked my face. Three weeks ago, I traveled into the living room because I was bored and I haven’t scooted on my butt into  any place in this house for so long that my thighs actually burned and were so sore. I’m happy to that when I scoot into the living room yesterday they didn’t hurt as much, but that soon came back to bite on the butt because after a couple of games my sister switched Just Dance and did dances before asking if I wanted to do it, I said sure because I wanted to have some fun too! So she carried me to my wheelchair and grabbed one of my elbow pads because my pinky toe isn’t the strongest toe ever and I have a tendency of dropping the controller on the floor because it just gives out. I’m so low in the chair that the sensor had trouble with finding a couple of times, and when you’re doing dance moves that’s not a good thing, but I got eight points with five songs.

By this time my parents were back and my sister was being nice and she got me a drink because apparently between the sweat, the pain in my thighs, and my breathing it sounded like I needed one! I asked my sister if getting eight points with only doing five songs was a good thing? For one thing, never asked her able-bodied sister who gets four to five stars with each song she does, because I think in a way I deserved the look she gave me. She gave me this look like “ehhh…” and what is funny was my mom was watching her and she saw the same expression I did and we both called her out on it. Thankfully, I’m the type of person who sees the humor in almost everything so she’s forgiven because I was stupid for not rearranging my words better. After that, she took out the batteries and we had been watching Ridiculousness the night before and we taped the new episode for dad and since we were all in the living room having a family moment we ended up watching it together, this time with fewer commercials! Today, my mom said it’s supposed to be like in the 70’s and to me, that’s perfect weather to go outside and go on a walk, but there’s a big chance the ground is still moist and muddy, so my plans may not be accomplished but that’s okay maybe my sister will be ready to play Just Dance later this afternoon.

Talks With God

I’m the last person that wants to get all religious on my blog. I know everybody has their own ways to believe in him. Different religions, some I think are really cool and some I think are just weird, but I’m not going to get into that. For the ones who don’t necessary believe in God, I have nothing against you. So with all this out-of-the-way. Let’s get into it.

Every night around 10 or 11pm I pray. I have this routine at night, I can’t pray when I have music on because I have a pretty big list of people and I get lost with music on. I feel bad everytime I forget somebody and there have been times in the middle of the night where I will remember who I forgot and will just pray for them right there and then. In my prayer list, everybody in a category. I’m not even kidding. I only did it that way so my brain wouldn’t get lost and would remember everybody that way. I pray for countries that are not doing well, soldiers and their families, homeless people and their families, animals everywhere (meaning in dangerous situations), people and children being abused, raped, trackiffied, and abducted. That’s on the top right corner of my brain and so on.

I’m debating into talking about my whole prayer list because I’d not like for God to be mad at me for posting my list onto the world. I mostly pray for anybody who needs him. Something I do at night is I leave myself for last. I don’t like asking God to necessarily take care of me. I know there are more people out in the world that need him more than I do. As much as different people might disagree with that, I’m always thinking of others before myself. I hate making people guilty about themselves and anytime I do something stupid to people, I pray for them and not for me. I’m the stupid idiot who started it, why do I need to be prayed for? I don’t really want others praying for me either. There are more people out in the world who have worst things going on in their lives than me. So why bother?

I put everybody first. I hate everytime I do something stupid we all do. I pray to God that I hope he watches over them. That’s it. I don’t pray for forgiveness, because sometimes I don’t think I deserve it. In my conversations with God, I tend to ask questions. Like, why does this happen to that family? The little girl from Indiana, she went missing on Christmas Eve, I believe. They found her dismembered body in a family “friends” house. Why would anybody do that to a little girl, especially so close to holidays? It makes me angry and sad at the same time. Because you can’t change it, she’s with God now and watching over her family and friends. Not going to lie, since I heard about her, I’ve thought about my own funeral. If I was to die, I wouldn’t want people crying for me. I’d rather it be a funny gathering. I would rather it be a happy thing than anything else. I would feel horrible if they were grieving for me. I’ve lived an interesting life of ups and downs. For the most part, it’s been fun. I’m learning my way around certain things. I also think there should be a Just Dance party afterwards, but that’s me for you! I think people should enjoy themselves. Celebrating the life I had. Did I just summon death? God, if you’re reading this, I just kidding!