Monthly Archives: August 2012

Peach State says: The Wait Is Over!


Forgive Me If I Snap At You….I Am Myself Today!
This is our MOTTO tonight as my dear friend and I sit in a mutual FUNK after the oh-so-wonderful-and-event-filled-MONDAY!
We have found solace in a evil vice as we sit together at Basketball practice.

We did leave a couple of items out of the pic…no one wants to looks like a total Gluton!

Anyways…The Wait Is Over…the Belt Testing went well…we have a colored belt….no longer white. I must go for now to comfort and enjoy the rest of our time together…

Have a great day!

Peach State


Peach State says: And Now We Wait!


My son has completed his segment of Belt Testing….
I have been to many Testings and this one was definitely different. “But let’s not go there!” The results and presentation of new belts will be Monday so….Now We Wait!

We will be going back after lunch for pictures and an autograph session with the Grand Master who was a Special Judge for the testing. “It would sure be nice if I could be given a hint whether my son passed before Monday.”

I will keep you posted. Have a great day!

Peach State

Peach State says: Tae Kwan Do Testing Today


With coffee in hand I will do something I have not done in many years. I am attending my first belt testing for my youngest today. My three older boys have all successfully achieved their Black Belts and have participated in many tournaments. I always looked forward to the in-sync form presentation. However, today I will watch expectantly as my youngest, nervously, performs his form. His disabilities cause him to become easily distracted. His early upbringing did not provide him with the manners and etiquette required in TKD. We have consistently worked on this in the 5 years he has been with our family. The encouraging part of this disability is the fact that he mimics others. This will be a strong plus….as long as he mimics the right people! It is time to wake him up and get him focused…I will keep you posted throughout the Tae Kwan Do Testing Today!

Have a great day!

Peach State

Peach State says: Dreaming…I Must Be Dreaming!


What if we all lived in a dream…

A perfect cup…just the way we like it…whenever we wanted it!

Dream Houses:
No cleaning required! No piled up laundry!

Dream Views:
Peaceful and perfect!

Dream Jobs:
Pay and promotions and recognition!

How about “Politician running on their own merits?”

Dreaming…I Must Be Dreaming!

Sorry…Have a nice day!

Peach State

Peach State says: I Should Not Have Cooked The Rooster!


That was a close one! I rolled over, awake for some reason, and checked my clock for the time. My eyes were immediately forced to focus. “OMG! My alarm never sounded and my phone, that was plugged into the charger on top of the clock/radio was dark.” This was not a fun way to start my morning. Fortunately I had only over slept by five minutes…”Boy that is really sad isn’t it? I can’t even oversleep right! The alarm was set last night…my soundscapes were set to softly fade five minutes before the alarm blasts it’s wake up call…the phone was placed into the charging position and buzzed with it’s connection…the tiny battery icon lit up with the charging symbol…the world disappeared as I closed my eyes.

“What went wrong?”

I removed my phone to see the following screen…


No phone…No alarm…I Should Not Have Cooked The Rooster!

Early to bed and early to rise was the way of life in days of old but not in this house. In my house it is late to bed and early to rise. If I did not stay up late I would never see my hubby, much less spend time with him, after he come home from work. Even when there is no school or hubby is off I get up early. I guess I have an inside alarm…instinct, if you will, that for no apparent reason will not allow me to stay in bed. “I am so bummed!”
This dilemma got me to thinking about how the early civilizations woke up before alarm clocks and whistles. So…I googled the question a few minutes ago and found out.

Here is the answer I found:
In the north of England, from the Industrial Revolution onwards, there were men employed in each town to go around early in the morning and tap on people’s bedroom windows with a long willow wand. Think these men were called ‘tappers’ or some such.

This was the way in which people were woken up in time for work in the morning, before the age of the cheap alarm clock.

Then as industry changed the world tappers in some factory towns became hooters. The factory hooters would sound half an hour before morning start of work. This gave folk half an hour to get up and get out to work.

I am assuming that the “hooter” was the one in charge of blowing the horn or tooting the whistle at the factory. This answer makes sense seeings how there was not a rooster for each household set to crow at different times according to the needs of the individual houses. Sooo…back to when I woke up. I raced downstairs and followed my routine. After taking breakfast and lattes’ upstairs, along with my phone charger, I retrieved my phone and plugged it in hoping there was nothing wrong with my phone. After a few minutes on the charger I pressed the home button and a green color had replaced the ominous red bar on the battery. Turning the phone on…everything is as it should be. No weird missed calls or messages! My inner cheerleader was doing somersaults as I calmly sat, with my hubby, having my morning coffee.

My phone is now almost fully charged and I have successfully said goodbye to my hubby and school-bus-riding-12 year old. I was fixing to close the garage door when I heard the faint sounds…I leaned across the garage threshold in hopes of hearing it again…it was a rooster crowing. I chuckled to myself and said “You’re late…did you oversleep?”
I am sure if one of my sons, sleeping soundly in their beds, had heard me talking to a rooster they would have called 911.

Have you ever overslept? What was the reason for oversleeping? How long did you sleep before realizing something was wrong? Share your story! Have a great day!

Peach State

Peach State says: Facebook Funnies Wednesday!

This week was a Catch-up week for a friend of mine. I believe she posted everyone of these Facebook Funnies after getting her hubby home from the hospital.
She was in need of two things…her bed and her coffee!
Let’s start with the coffee!



This is not a happy face!

Sadly I must confess that I remember this song when it was cookies but love it with coffee! I also used this pic as a screensaver for my phone. “What? Haven’t you ever used a historical and heart-stirring picture as your screensaver?”

This quote has been used this week…no lie!…but laughter was included!

Don’t mess with her… She needed coffee bad!

Ther are two reasons I don’t drink Decaf Coffee:

And #2:

(I found this one on another friend’s Facebook page and had to include the Decaf because of a mutual friend! I know she is shaking her head and sipping on her coffee!


And this concludes the coffee portion! I told you! She missed her beloved coffee and the descriptive terms for the “hospital brew” were hilarious.

I want to share a few more with you and I will save the other for another time. “There were so many…I guess my friend was computer deprived too!”

Musical pics are often circulated in my group of friends….(quit shaking your head!) Cookie Monster could have been in this group too!



Which brings us to the final two:

And drum roll please:

This weeks Blog Worthy Award Winner is:

This wonderful and stirring saying has also been quoted. I am sure that when we are together tonight it will be used again. LOL!

Well what did you think? Did you find something that reminded you of a friend or two? Maybe you saw yourself and can’t wait to use it as a screensaver. Whatever the case…let me know! Share a smile!

Have a great day!

Peach State

Peach State says: What Makes A Mom!

Each one different,
Unique in design.
Each from heaven sent,
With me in mind.

New abilities grow,
Strength I never had.
All together will show,
Love through the good and bad.

Wreaking havoc and wrecking balls,
Discipline balanced in consistency.
Obnoxious and loud, the showing of claws,
Don’t make me call my flying monkeys!

Ears to hear each tiny sound,
Whispers filled with whining desires.
Laughter and tears are sure to abound,
There is nothing wrong with last years attire!

Eyes to see the signals they give,
Through the ups and downs and mistakes.
Teaching how to stand tall and live,
The rolling eyes when I hand them a rake!

I stand firm at the ready,
With my shield and my sword.
Till my load they help carry,
I’ll defend those I adore.

With a song in my heart,
Homemade cookies not flan,
These are a few marks,
Of What Makes A Mom!

Have a great day!

Peach State

Peach State says: OMG It’s Monday!

It has come again…that dreaded day of the week. My friends have struggled to gain their footing this past weekend to no avail. Sleep deprivation occurs and the alarm begins it startling Zombie Wake-Up call. The dragging of feet and puffy eyes tell the tale. OMG It’s Monday!

Here is a sample of sentiments on the auspicious occasion:


Understanding is one thing…sharing the symptoms is another. “I guess it is a good thing we are close friends.”

This pic offers hope…hope for a nap sometime today!

I think sleeping in those huge curlers caused those baggy eyes and droopy face…not Monday!




And of course!

What a waste!


Off we go…to face another Monday. Tip for the day: Hydrate!
You know what this means for me…right? COFFEE! Busy day ahead but I will not bore you with the details. I know your Monday is just filled to the brim with activity.
Have a great day!

Peach State

Peach State says: Onward and Upwards!


With coffee in hand I will arrive for the Basketball Assessments scheduled at 8:00-9:30 this morning. My youngest has earned the chance to play Basketball with the new league forming at our church. It is called Upward! His behavior has been a miraculous turn around in the past three weeks. Don’t ask me why…because I just don’t know. It has been a really nice change.


After the assessments we will head over to the Youth Building where I will drop him off for a full day of Back To School Partying with the youth group at our church. This will be an adventure in itself, as it is his first activity with the church youth group. I will then head, in a mad rush, to do a little banking and complete my birthday shopping. These birthday presents, for my youngest, will be wrapped and hidden before going to pick him up at 5 PM this evening. I am hoping for a nap sometime in this time period. Wish me luck! Maybe I can even work on my fingernails and give them a fresh coat before tomorrow.

Off I go…Onward and Upwards!


Have a great day!

Peach State

Peach State says: Wheelchair Service

Have you ever wondered what it would be like to walk into an Emergency Room, with people waiting, and be treated like royalty? I guess everyone could say they would like this experience. Wednesday night I was told, by my on-call doctor, to report to the Emergency Room. I was dropped off close to the door and walked in. My Drivers License and Insurance cards in hand I walked to the counter. The young nurse turned and greeted me…”How can I help you tonight?” “Would you like my insurance and ID now…before beginning?” I asked. She replied no and asked what had brought me in. “I have sharp pains in my back and about 2 hours ago my chest, (at this point she reached under the counter and pressed a button.), well my chest seemed to fold up and cramp. I was not painful but tight.” She told me they would be with me shortly and I walked over to a quiet corner and waited for my son. He had no sooner walked in the door and my name was called. Surprised I rose and walked over to the nurse. And there it was…”Please have a seat.” she said pointing to the wheelchair. I looked at my son and sat in the wheelchair. This was new…for me…a visit to the ER complete with Wheelchair Service!

It started like any other overcast, rainy day. The dull achy feeling had been with me all day with the exception of the stiff and painful neck and shoulders. By dinner time a headache made it presence know in the region right above my eyes. Typically I would have stayed home and popped a couple of pills and climbed in my chair BUT… it was Wednesday and I had several important tasks on my agenda. We have a important service on Sunday and my favorite song has been chosen as the choir special…I have the solo with the choir on this song. Because of the failing health of a family member part of the normal praise team would not be able to be there Sunday so Praise Team 1 was put into service again and was scheduled to sing the main special. It is a new song we were going to learn on Wednesday night after choir practice.

Just for clarification purposes: There are about 7 people who can literally go over a song two or three times and learn it. This group of singers have sung professionally and semi-professionally as well as musically educated. We have an uncanny ability to pick up a song quickly. Several of us can literally run over a song once and sing it an hour later in church.

Sooo…off I went to church! I bought my bottled water before heading into the choir room and put on my Baptist Smile. “That is the smile I wear when people ask how you are and no matter how things are you reply “Great…and you?”.” I sat in my chair that borders the soprano and alto sections and chatted with those around me trying to ignore the pesky pain that had increased. The stabbing sharp pain was isolated to my back rib cage area but was not a result of movement or breathing. I am quite familiar with those types of pain! Just before practice started I bent over to grab my bottled water and the center of my chest folded in on itself. A slight twinge of pain mixed with a tightness took a few minutes to recover from. I guess I lost my Baptist Smile because and dear friend sitting a few chairs over was looking at me with a concerned look on her face. “Oh it’s okay…just a cramp!” I mouthed. She shook her head and the music started. By the end of practice the hot pokers in my back could not be ignored. I texted my hubby and he suggested (firmly) that I call the doctor or go to the ER.

My dear friend and Minister of Music walked by and saw ER on my phone and asked me about it. ” Does someone at your home need to go to the ER?” I smiled and said “No I Do!” He repeated the question as if I did not understand him the first time and I simply stopped and held his gaze and said..”I need to go to the ER.” The concern swept me off my feet as he asked why and then hastily shook his head in disbelief that I had come to church in the first place. I was then ordered to go. I got the number to the church doctor, I believe she is a PA or NP, and told her what was going on. She advised me to call my doctor and go home and take a Bayer Aspirin just in case. Long story somewhat shorter…my doctor recommended I go to the ER ASAP!

Now back to the Wheelchair I floated through doors quickly and placed in a room where the EKG monitors were placed on my chest and vitals taken. My blood pressure, which is always normal, was high. “I wonder why?” My son had my phone and I warned him to turn off the volume. It was a good thing because the onslaught of buzzing concern began rushing in like water rushing from a broken dam. My dear friend, who had witnessed the cramp was getting info and passing it along to others to keep them updated. Another friend who works closely with the hospital I went to was texting in for updates and offering help. I wanted a Starbucks but alas…Denied! Hehe…just an inside joke.

Back into the room swept the doctor and said he ordered a chest x-ray and blood work. Now, instead of thinking I was having heart problems, I began running the various scenarios of blood clots and cancer. The tears began to flow as my phone buzzed and a rerun off NCIS played on the wall mounted television in the corner of the examination room. My son clicked the the little screen and sent the update. He then called hubby and gave him the news. “Keep me posted…if there is anything bad…(I could hear a shakiness in his voice.) anything call me and I will be there!”

Blood was drawn and drawn again. Here is some pain medication. I will be right back and take you to x-ray. A Wheelchair appeared at the end of the bed and I was unplugged from all the monitors. Once again I was floating through the back halls of this bustling medical facility. By this time I was fighting tears and running the words of a song mixed with prayers silently over and over in my head. I followed instructions and was placed back into the Wheelchair and returned to my room and hooked back up to the monitors. Here is where the waiting began…in popped the doctor and this is what he said.

EKG…good, Blood work…good, Chest x-ray…good= mystery pain!

Well he did not say mystery pain but they had ruled out heart problem. He asked if I had fallen or lifted anything heavy and I replied not lately. Good thing he did not ask me about a week and half ago. He continued to tell me to contact my doctor and bring him up to speed on the pain and my visit to the ER. “The nurse will be right in with your paperwork and prescription for a pain medication.” My nurse came into the room along with my trusty Wheelchair. The exit process began and within 40 minutes I was in the car headed home. I arrived at the ER at 8:53 pm and was leaving the hospital parking lot at 1:10 am. “Could this even be considered an Emergency Room visit…they are usually longer!”

The pain is much better today than yesterday…which is why I did not write yesterday. I will take Aleve only today at least that is my hope. No lifting anything of substance and limited activity…doctor’s orders!

I thought about the last time I was in a Wheelchair and it was when I was going home with my now 19 year old after he was born.” I guess I said the right thing when I walked into the Emergency Room and was given the royal treatment. All in all it was a pleasant experience,,,except for the bed but that is another story.

What was your last visit to the ER like? Do you remember the last time or were in a Wheelchair? Let me know! Have a great day!”

Peach State