Hanging in and hanging on

Hey dudes. Still here. Still pregnant. Sick as a dog!
I have a condition called Hyperemesis gravidarum. It puts the pregnancy in the high risk category. I had it when I was pregnant with Paddycake, and its come on strong with this one too. It caused me to miscarry my first pregnancy. Quite frankly it's an evil condition.
It's debilitating and I would not wish it on my worst enemy.

Mom is still hanging in there too. We have an appointment with her oncologist on Friday October 2nd. So if you are praying, please pray that we are able to make it and that she gets good news.

Could you also pray for Steve's sister? She is battling cancer as well.

Also please pray for Allison's daddy.

We are still waiting on our trailer to be delivered. They tell us we should have everything over and done by Oct. 20. Seriously, it can't get here soon enough. We've had rain this past weekend and it just causes everything to be yucky around here! I am so over and done with fighting this house to keep it from falling down on our heads.
Buying this trailer may end up being the worst financial decision that we ever make but honestly, we really were between a rock and a hard place with this property.

Thank you and God Bless!

Daytona 500 finally here!

This is the first time in 40 years that a Petty has not been driving in the Daytona 500.
I am not able to express my sadness over this. UGH!
I am not the only one who is upset by this. Kyle Petty isn't that happy either. Read between the lines people-Kyle is obviously terribly hurt by recent events.
I can't imagine being the son of such a wildly successful father, there is NO WAY that you can EVER measure up. Kyle Petty did give up a pretty successful career to go back home and race with Petty Enterprises. Now his loyalty has been repaid by an unceremonious dumping.
And the beautiful Petty Blue 43 is now RED! That just AIN'T RIGHT!

This is also the first Daytona 500 Sunday that I haven't been with my mama. She stayed in Lexington this weekend. Hubs brought me home and will take me back tomorrow. We have been calling back and forth to each other though.

Is that Dale Jr.?

No, that's my Paddycake.
Sadly there will be no pictures of me dressed as Elfaba.
By the time four o'clock rolled around, I was too tired and too sweaty.
Get your minds out of the gutter people, it was seventy degrees here and ever since the young'un was born I break out in a sweat if it is over thirty two degrees, and the sweat was running down my neck. My hormones are seriously wacked out!
No, Paddycake doesn't have to pee in this picture, if you notice the odd stance. He skinned his knee last weekend and then fell again on the same knee this morning. It's pretty nasty looking, I have cleaned it with the PhisoHex and glommed the Neosporin on it, but if it doesn't look significantly better in the morning, I will be dragging him to the walk-in clinic.

Throwing eggs out of an airplane!

A church in my local area wants to pelt its congregant's children with eggs and Tootsie Rolls thrown from an airplane this Easter. I really can't find the words to express myself for this one. Mother and I have laughed like hyenas all week long over this. Every time my mom would see the paper she would crack up about it. To add to her amusement I would launch into "As God is my witness, As God is my witness, I thought turkeys could fly," from an old episode of WKRP where Mr. Carlson decided for a Thanksgiving promotion to throw live turkeys from a helicopter.
Please go read about this for yourself
The airplane idea wasn't even the first idea. They initially wanted to use potato guns and launch the candy from the roof of the church! And get this they are doing a "test flyover" and dropping ice chips to see if it hurts to get pelted from a plane! (BIG DUH)
Honestly people, those redneck jokes just write themselves!
All snarky and smartA$$ comments are MOST WELCOME!