this is indeed great news…and look at that beautiful smile
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June 2, 2014 and March 25, 2015 are days I will remember for the rest of my life. As everyone probably knows, June 2nd was the day doctors walked into the waiting room to tell me my daughter had cancer. It was the most devastating day of my life. March 25th , however, is feeling like the best day of my life. Today we received news from Leah's oncologist that her cancer, stage four neuroblastoma, is officially in REMISSION! After 296 days of day dreaming about what it would feel like to hear the doctors say my daughter is in remission, I finally know the feeling. Funny thing is there is really no way of describing it because I never knew this feeling existed. When I look at my daughter all I can do is smile and hug her. It was not easy but every…
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there’s a lot of movies I saw in the 90s ‘d like to see again but I forgot most of them. here’s a couple i’d like to see so I hope somebody can help with the titles.
1st one : in one scene the guy is fresh out of prison and really wants not go back but decides to do “one last job” with the family. they steal cars and load them onto ships bound for Europe and there’s a old man riding shotgun and they drive into a trap. when the door gets jerked open this old takes a shot at the cop but our x-con grabs the prison and gets a shot through his hand.
2nd movie: basically is duel between the girls and boys about who can build the coolest treehouse. at one point the kids are inside a water tower and a little boy has to be rescued from the whirlpool caused by the draw down
so, peeps, who’s gonna be my hero here?
I’ve had some mighty big dreams through the decades…as a kid I wanted to be a world traveler, going to the further reaches of the world. later, I saw a 5-acre homestead in mother earth news and that became my dream; along the way, of course I wanted to raise kids too. my dreams included cars, motorhomes, tractor trucks, yachts…and the list went on. I turned 18. about 10yr later my life choices and selfish ways were at odds with johnny law and I found myself looking through razor wire…for a 10yr bit. I hatched dreams in that void that had no basis on the real world. and I slowed down. I saw certain facets of my personality that were NOT going to change. I began to see my limitations. and over the course of 14-1/2yr I’ve shredded some dreams. kids? nope. world traveler? nope, (most countries won’t grant visas to x-cons) no yachts, planes, or big estates. I still have dreams. they are much simpler now.a small bit of dirt because paying taxes is cheaper than rent.and I wanna stop working for the man when I turn 62. I wanna play on the ‘net and sleep when the urge hits, not by some schedule and making chump change for some corporation who doesn’t even know my name. i’ll gladly do day labor …if I feel like it and the ssa rules permit it. and i’ll get welfare.
so will you dreams come true? are they flexible and changeable? i’m also posting a personal vlog and a movie about pistol pete that I found on youtube.
so snuggle up with a buddy and some snacks and watch a cheesy movie.
do you play? I work too darn hard and don’t play enough…and since I don’t have kids it’s not likely that ever play as much as they can
Today was one of the days where Fynn and I really had a good day together, we got along and he was easy to amuse. So I regressed back to childhood and I built a den for Fynn – a pretty impressive one too, we played inside it for hours, I even had to feed Georgie in there because Fynn didn’t want me to get out!