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Sorry everybody. We had a tornado touch down about a mile away from us last night. We don't have power, so I snuck away to the car to give enough juice to my phone to post.

Funny how I still take care of the important things!

Gets me thinking about my priorities.

It's more important to get out of bed than it is to wallow.

It's more important to take my meds than wipe the table.

It's more important to get new braces for Chichadee's legs than it is to do just about everything else.

It's more important to cheer up a downcast Hubend-wink wink-than it is to do ANYTHING.

And that is my day.

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  1. Sounds like it's all crazy, but good you have your priorities set. :)

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  2. I had to chuckle because I know that "cheering up" hubby can really cheer us both up:)

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  3. Glad to you are all safe and happy now. I just alerted all my Missionary Moms to please vote for your cause.

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  4. Wow that must have been scary! We are headed to the Midwest next week and I hate the tornado warnings!

    Hope cheering up hubby made you both happy, wink! wink!

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  5. It is important to love yourself for exactly who you are in this moment...cuz it's exactly where you are supposed to be.

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  6. I hope your power is back on soon. And I am so happy you are okay.

    What a great, short, insightful post!

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  7. It's interesting to look at our priorities isn't it? Glad you're all ok after the tornado. A woman I know from a group I'm part of online had a tornado go right down her street and is without power too.

    Great post!

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  8. You are so dedicated . . . especially where it counts most! wink-wink

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  9. SO GLAD YOU ARE SAFE AND SOUND.

    heres to a weekend filled with winkwink for us both :)

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  10. Ooh, that sounds scary! Gotta have your priorities!

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  11. So you cheered up Hubend, huh? Chick-a-bow-bow!

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  12. Glad you've got your priorities straight and I bet hubbend is too!

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  13. Made me smile. Hope today goes smoother in the having electricity department.

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  14. Made me smile. Hope today goes smoother in the having electricity department.

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  15. Love it!!! Even the wink wink hubend one. Groan. Yeah, but you're right ...

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  16. It is hard to get the top priorities done, no? :)

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