My Life- it's as fun as puttin' lipstick on a squirrel

Here we are in our third official hurricane season at the Niles household. Well sort of, this is our third summer of being a growing adoptive family. So our normal...is not your normal. you would think by now that we would have this drill memorized. However, just like the pains of childbirth...you forget.  First read this old post and then we will go Back to the Future   Flashback  to July 2012 What does our hurricane season look like you ask? Well, let me tell you the necessary components of a perfect storm in our house. new school year, different school, new outpatient therapist, new med check doctor, braces, fun with family, upcoming trip out of town for Mom, upcoming trip out of town for Mom and Dad and then add a bit of PMDD and yep. there ya go . category 5. So if you read the post I linked into the beginning of this one you see both excitement and trepidation that I felt with the thought of adding a new child into our family. A week ago we were...

Healing Bombs, Sandy Duncan and Toilet Wands....in that order! Last Saturday I was about to take off to serve at the Food Pantry we have in our Church. I told Cora that I had a headache. She immediately laid her hands over my eyes and began to pray. Lord ( She has a Baptist Drawl! ) Please heal my Mommy's headache. Just be with her Lord and make her feel better. Please place your Healing Bombs on her and help her. now...Stop right there little missy. Mommy don't need no BOMBS up in here...the migraine was enough. (for you folks scratchin' your head ) she was asking for the Lord to place his healing balm on me and heal me. well...at least I think her heart is in the right place! :) By the time I arrived at the pantry my head ache was gone! Nice job sweety! Now this next comment I have heard for many many years of my adult life. In my 20's and 30's I would be highly offended when people said: you look like Sandy Duncan! you know that chick from the Nabisco co...