It's a Happy Birthday

 

Dear Diary,

Today is Mom's birthday.  She is older than dirt at sixty-one.  Lindsey is taking her out for dinner today and she said I could go  she didn't ask me I hope she brings home a doggie bag for yours truly.   I mean, come on.  Her heart belongs to the dog...   Disregard any gift from Dad of personalized propaganda that you may have witnessed at the beginning of this blog post.   Gracie.

Important

Some things in life are just.  Important.

Like visiting my sis and taking her some big candy for her up-and-coming birthday this week.

And celebrating my own up-and-coming birthday at Rocky Gap with the love of my life, 

my husband.

Thanks Rocky Gap for the free birthday buffet/dinner!!

And then, going upstairs at the Gap and putting fifty bucks in my favorite Wizard of Oz slot machine and almost doubling my money....

And then.  Spending time with the grands.

Jungle Book.  

 

Yep.  Some things in life are just.  Important.  

Dear Diary,

I'd like to take this time to bring it to your attention, dear diary, that my needs and wants and desires are absolutely last on the list of things for Mommie dearest and daddy darling to be doing at this point.  No.  No dog projects.  Only things like building a deck for the swimming pool.  A screened in porch.  Flowers in the yard, a new golden ear in the front yard, and vacation plans which do not include the dog. See what I mean?  I see nothing that screams out let's see what we can do for our loving, beautiful cockapoo.  Whatever.  Gracie.

Spiritual Warfare and Grooming Gone Bad

There is a spiritual battle taking place in this world and it's not a pretty sight.  I don't know if anyone else can see it...  but to me it is crystal clear.  

 After yesterday's mini-meltdwown (Yes, I who seem to have it all together, have meltdowns too), I asked GOD first for forgiveness.

Forgive me Lord that I sometimes lack the faith needed to know that YOU will work it all out.  Forgive me for my tears.  My depression.  My hopelessness.  Wipe away my negativity and replace it with joy and a newness of heart.   Regenerate me that I may accept this worlds ugliness for the spiritual attack that it is....  and give me the battle gear that I need to go on and to claim victory over the spiritual demons that infiltrate my world and attempt to steal my joy.

 Have you ever watched the movie WAR ROOM?

It's a powerful movie!!   Spiritual warfare is happening right now in our world!

When I awoke this morning, my world was brighter (after yesterday's mini-meltdown).  Not because circumstances had changed, but because my heart had.  

I feel sad though.  We are self centered, misinformed, led astray, and manipulated by the evil one, the god of the world.  Many of us have been manipulated into believing that what is good is bad and what is bad is good.  

I am thankful that I do not need to rely on pills to sleep, to be happy, to focus or to be pain free and that so far my reliance on GOD has pulled me through the tough spots.  Well.  After a meltdown or two. I do not say this to be self righteous.  I say it out of true thankfulness of heart.  

I am weak...  but He is strong.

It's not easy at times.  There are days when I want to pull the covers over my head and say, Why get out of bed?  

But then I pray.   

Dear Diary,

Yesterday Mom got groomed.  BAHAHAHABAAHA!!!!!  She got her fur cut and she looks like a rat.  And I'm not saying that just because she says that about me when I'm groomed.  She really does!!  BOL!!!!!  #MakeOverMistakes  Gracie.