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Happy Friday Ya'll!!!

I can't believe it's been an entire week since I've updated my BLOG. And it's not even because I've been crazy busy or anything. I guess I just haven't had much to write about. However, I do have a little update for you.

Remember in my post last Friday, I mentioned that my mother and her husband were gonna be in town? Well, they made it and we had a really nice time together...talking, laughing and eating. One of my favorite combinations (other than the #1 at Chick Fil A...lol). My sister and Markell came too. It was so nice to see him. He's getting so tall! He brought his new friend over with them too. He was a cute little kid too. Markell thought it was pretty funny that his room was empty...and somehow, he still managed to have a good time in there jumping around...and shaking the chandelier in the dining room below :-). He says that school is going, "Ok" (try to imagine how a 12 year old would say, "ok", lol) Anyway, he looks great and seems to be doing well.

OK...now on to the flower fix. Before I share the picture, I have something to say. Every week, the flowers that I choose, I choose for you guys, my readers. I try and pick something that I think will possibly brighten your day and something that you'll enjoy. Today will actually be no different...other than, these are more for me than for you. (I'll explain after the flowers)

Alrighty, about the flowers. I chose these particular flowers for ME. Why, you ask? Because I think someone is trying to kill me. And I thought it would best if I saved my family the trouble of picking out flowers for my grave. Funny thing about this is, I KNOW who's trying to kill me. It's this man. Remember him? I'm not sure what my problem is, I keep putting myself in harms way. Now I have an idea how a drug addict feels. You are drawn to the drug...it calls your name...it makes your friends call you to remind you to "take it". ARGH!!!

Please people, don't cry for me or my family. I've lived a beautiful life. Almost 41 years to be exact. I had just always hoped that my end wouldn't come this way. "This way" being, while wearing shorts, a tank top, sneakers, carrying a HUGE water bottle and sweating like a pro football team in training. I guess I should just make the best of the time I have left and continue trying to look my best in the process. Hmmm, maybe knowing that I only have 100 more years to live isn't so bad. I'll just take it day by day...or should I say, MonDAY by WednesDAY by FriDAY???

Please send cards and flowers to.....:-). Be Inspired ya'll....I AM!!! Have a beautiful weekend!