Never let anyone make you feel less of a person!  When folks put you down or put you in situations that will not be a success for you, DO NOT take it!!!   Stand up for who YOU are and what YOUR dreams are and what YOU want/need.    

Live, LEARN, LOVE

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You’re so sensitive. You’re so emotional. You’re defensive. You’re overreacting. Calm down. Relax. Stop freaking out! You’re crazy! I was just joking; don’t you have a sense of humor? You’re so dramatic. Just get over it already!

Sound familiar?

If you’re a woman, it probably does.

Do you ever hear any of these comments from your spouse, partner, boss, friends, colleagues, or relatives after you have expressed frustration, sadness, or anger about something they have done or said?

When someone says these things to you, it’s not an example of inconsiderate behavior. When your spouse shows up half an hour late to dinner without calling — that’s inconsiderate behavior. A remark intended to shut you down like, “Calm down, you’re overreacting,” after you just addressed someone else’s bad behavior, is emotional manipulation, pure and simple.

And this is the sort of emotional manipulation that feeds an epidemic in our country, an epidemic that defines women as crazy, irrational, overly sensitive, unhinged. This epidemic helps fuel the idea that women need only the slightest provocation to unleash their (crazy) emotions. It’s patently false and unfair.

I think it’s time to separate inconsiderate behavior from emotional manipulation, and we need to use a word not found in our normal vocabulary.

I want to introduce a helpful term to identify these reactions: gaslighting.

Gaslighting is a term often used by mental health professionals (I am not one) to describe manipulative behavior used to confuse people into thinking their reactions are so far off base that they’re crazy.

The term comes from the 1944 MGM film, Gaslight, starring Ingrid Bergman. Bergman’s husband in the film, played by Charles Boyer, wants to get his hands on her jewelry. He realizes he can accomplish this by having her certified as insane and hauled off to a mental institution. To pull of this task, he intentionally sets the gaslights in their home to flicker off and on, and every time Bergman’s character reacts to it, he tells her she’s just seeing things. In this setting, a gaslighter is someone who presents false information to alter the victim’s perception of him or herself.

Today, when the term is referenced, it’s usually because the perpetrator says things like, “You’re so stupid,” or “No one will ever want you,” to the victim. This is an intentional, pre-meditated form of gaslighting, much like the actions of Charles Boyer’s character in Gaslight, where he strategically plots to confuse Ingrid Bergman’s character into believing herself unhinged.

The form of gaslighting I’m addressing is not always pre-mediated or intentional, which makes it worse, because it means all of us, especially women, have dealt with it at one time or another.

Those who engage in gaslighting create a reaction — whether it’s anger, frustration, sadness — in the person they are dealing with. Then, when that person reacts, the gaslighter makes them feel uncomfortable and insecure by behaving as if their feelings aren’t rational or normal.

My friend Anna (all names changed to protect privacy) is married to a man who feels it necessary to make random and unprompted comments about her weight. Whenever she gets upset or frustrated with his insensitive comments, he responds in the same, defeating way, “You’re so sensitive. I’m just joking.”

My friend Abbie works for a man who finds a way, almost daily, to unnecessarily shoot down her performance and her work product. Comments like, “Can’t you do something right?” or “Why did I hire you?” are regular occurrences for her. Her boss has no problem firing people (he does it regularly), so you wouldn’t know from these comments that Abbie has worked for him for six years. But every time she stands up for herself and says, “It doesn’t help me when you say these things,” she gets the same reaction: “Relax; you’re overreacting.”

Abbie thinks her boss is just being a jerk in these moments, but the truth is, he is making those comments to manipulate her into thinking her reactions are out of whack. And it’s exactly that kind manipulation that has left her feeling guilty about being sensitive, and as a result, she has not left her job.

But gaslighting can be as simple as someone smiling and saying something like, “You’re so sensitive,” to somebody else. Such a comment may seem innocuous enough, but in that moment, the speaker is making a judgment about how someone else should feel.

While dealing with gaslighting isn’t a universal truth for women, we all certainly know plenty of women who encounter it at work, home, or in personal relationships.

And the act of gaslighting does not simply affect women who are not quite sure of themselves. Even vocal, confident, assertive women are vulnerable to gaslighting.

Why?

Because women bear the brunt of our neurosis. It is much easier for us to place our emotional burdens on the shoulders of our wives, our female friends, our girlfriends, our female employees, our female colleagues, than for us to impose them on the shoulders of men.

It’s a whole lot easier to emotionally manipulate someone who has been conditioned by our society to accept it. We continue to burden women because they don’t refuse our burdens as easily. It’s the ultimate cowardice.

Whether gaslighting is conscious or not, it produces the same result: It renders some women emotionally mute.

These women aren’t able to clearly express to their spouses that what is said or done to them is hurtful. They can’t tell their boss that his behavior is disrespectful and prevents them from doing their best work. They can’t tell their parents that, when they are being critical, they are doing more harm than good.

When these women receive any sort of push back to their reactions, they often brush it off by saying, “Forget it, it’s okay.”

That “forget it” isn’t just about dismissing a thought, it is about self-dismissal. It’s heartbreaking.

No wonder some women are unconsciously passive aggressive when expressing anger, sadness, or frustration. For years, they have been subjected to so much gaslighting that they can no longer express themselves in a way that feels authentic to them.

They say, “I’m sorry,” before giving their opinion. In an email or text message, they place a smiley face next to a serious question or concern, thereby reducing the impact of having to express their true feelings.

You know how it looks: “You’re late ”

These are the same women who stay in relationships they don’t belong in, who don’t follow their dreams, who withdraw from the kind of life they want to live.

Since I have embarked on this feminist self-exploration in my life and in the lives of the women I know, this concept of women as “crazy” has really emerged as a major issue in society at large and an equally major frustration for the women in my life, in general.

From the way women are portrayed on reality shows, to how we condition boys and girls to see women, we have come to accept the idea that women are unbalanced, irrational individuals, especially in times of anger and frustration.

Just the other day, on a flight from San Francisco to Los Angeles, a flight attendant who had come to recognize me from my many trips asked me what I did for a living. When I told her that I write mainly about women, she immediately laughed and asked, “Oh, about how crazy we are?”

Her gut reaction to my work made me really depressed. While she made her response in jest, her question nonetheless makes visible a pattern of sexist commentary that travels through all facets of society on how men view women, which also greatly impacts how women may view themselves.

As far as I am concerned, the epidemic of gaslighting is part of the struggle against the obstacles of inequality that women constantly face. Acts of gaslighting steal their most powerful tool: their voice. This is something we do to women every day, in many different ways.

I don’t think this idea that women are “crazy,” is based in some sort of massive conspiracy. Rather, I believe it’s connected to the slow and steady drumbeat of women being undermined and dismissed, on a daily basis. And gaslighting is one of many reasons why we are dealing with this public construction of women as “crazy.”

I recognize that I’ve been guilty of gaslighting my women friends in the past (but never my male friends–surprise, surprise). It’s shameful, but I’m glad I realized that I did it on occasion and put a stop to it.

While I take total responsibility for my actions, I do believe that I, along with many men, am a byproduct of our conditioning. It’s about the general insight our conditioning gives us into admitting fault and exposing any emotion.

When we are discouraged in our youth and early adulthood from expressing emotion, it causes many of us to remain steadfast in our refusal to express regret when we see someone in pain from our actions.

When I was writing this piece, I was reminded of one of my favorite Gloria Steinem quotes, “The first problem for all of us, men and women, is not to learn, but to unlearn.”

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It was a little long— but well worth the read and worth sharing.  I hope you learned something – whether it’s you doing the gaslighting or you being gaslighted.  Remember—not everyone is a good person!!  But I do hope that you are a good person to everyone.  Be better –  Be stronger – Be Happy!!

Can’t say that I’ve been feeling all that ‘super’ lately— lots going on and weighing on my mind and for whatever reason—SHA-ZAMMIE today— poof seems like a weight has been lifted.

Can’t really put my finger on what / why / how I’m feeling so much more like ME—but I am and I’m really excited about it.

Now, since I haven’t chatted with you guys in a while—and can you really say what we do it ‘chat’ Naaa…..I write—you read. I spill my beans and you say “she’s crazy”….I open up my world to you and you just comment. I’m beginning to think something about our relationship is a little off keel. (had to look that word up, I thought I just made up another ‘Terra’ word—but I didn’t. It’s a really word and I used it correctly—goshgee—today is really turning my way—HipHip HOORAY)

Okay—golly—I can ramble on about nothing…..can we just get this story started already-HELLO! (missed me haven’t ya?!-HA)

Okay, Okay….that’s it for now folks—teehee. I really just wanted to say HI–HELLO– How are ya???….  I promise to write more and more often later.

Let it snow….Let it snow….Let it snow…..

———————–THIS WAS CHRISTMAS 2007——————————-

I think I shall—-

It all started with a little Christmas cheer and a lot of Holiday heartiness to decorate the homestead. With most (99.9 percent) of my Christmas decorations being ruined in the Great St. Matthews Flood of 2006, my kind and generous family donated to the cause of TERRA. My sister gave me her old tree and I dug out my ‘family’s’ old Christmas lights, bought new ornaments….and away I went.—-Oh yeah, I had to make new garland too—-WHAT A CRAZY MESS that was—-in my basement-HA!!!!

Okay—-

DAY ONE(Friday 9:00pm): so it starts with piecing the tree together–no biggie. Now to go through the old lights, detangle, and check that they all work—ALL’S GOOD!…..Start at the bottom of tree, working my way to the top–I JUST LOVE A WELL LIT TREE–I’m starting off with about 400 white lights—got half way up the tree (mind you, it’s not a huge tree) and ran out of lights, so I stopped for the night.

DAY TWO(Monday 5:00pm) : Been to Wally World, got 400 more lights–I’M READY TO GET THIS DONE– Got all lights on tree, looking great. Garland on— Mom and little sis stop by–take break to chat– back to the grindstone–put the poinsettias on first, then the berries–lastly the ornaments. HARK–I didn’t buy enough ornaments….soooooo off to Michael’s/Big Lots/Wally World/Tuesday Mornings (got a few other things while out) Back home, I put the finishing touches on the tree—sit down the enjoy and decide how to take Miss Prada’s picture—-WHAMIE—BAMIE—Out goes the lights……well ALL except the bottom strand—Arrgh!!….So I start checking the connections–all seem tight, so I take ALL the ornaments off—leaving the poinsettias, berries and garland on while unplugging the lights (while still on tree as well) and plugging directly into wall—-found that the second strand of lights were the ‘bad bunch’—so I just took them off, connected the first strand to the third and filled the empty spaces with the LAST strand of lights—plugging this strand directly into the wall unit as oppose to the others, that were plugged into the ‘light line’. ALL GOOD AGAIN……so I proceed to put the ornaments back onto the tree—Oh my—my tree is soooooo pretty!!!! and SHAA~ZAMM!!!! All the lights except the strand plugged directly into the wall unit goes BLANK–OUT–NADDANOLIGHT!!! You’ve got to be kiddin me!!!!! —searching around for the vodka (jokie-joke) I decide to just take ALL the old lights, leaving on the new lights I just purchased and get some more new lights. So off comes the poinsettias, berries, ornaments, garland–and I start taking off the lights and find an extremely old looking strand–I take it off first—-plug it into the wall unit—and it doesn’t work–HUMPT!!!! Okie-Dokie now….gotta find the light line that they came from and plug the others back into the light line—-took sometime–but found the disconnect and got the lights back to glittering their little selves silly—-on goes the garland—-poinsettia one on tree, poinsettia two on tree…..Fa La La FREAKIN LA!!!!— Half lights on— half OUT!!!!!! It’s ONE ~BLASTED~ THIRTY in the MOURNing!!!! To bed—pissed—Merry #$%##$ Christmas!!!!

DAY THREE(Tuesday 5:00 pm): Ran to Wal-Mart at lunch–got 700 BRAND SPACKIN NEW lights—replacing ALL the old—gonna work now muther tuper– Soooooo off the tree poinsettia one, off the tree poinsettia two—off garland—OFF ALL LIGHTS…..Only going to use the 400 lights from the other day and the BRAND SPACKIN NEW lights I got at lunch……I double-check the 4 strands (of new lights) that just came off tree—they work, so back on the tree they go—now for the BRAND SPACKIN NEW lights—were did I put them….Oh, on the dining room table—go to open the first box—my 700 BRAND SPACKIN NEW lights are multi-color—$%#%–can’t blame anyone but ME—-giggling, to keep from sitting that gosh-darn tree on FIRE (fire, I say!!!) –hop into car—vrroom~vrroom back to Wally World for the quick exchange for white lights—-home again—open bottle of wine—pour glass more then half way full –now back to the tree…..LIFE IS LOVELY, isn’t it…..lights on—more vino for me—garland on, glass needed refill—poinsettia’s on—bottle needed refill—Oop! WOKE UP tree looks GREAT and the LIGHTS were still on!!!!! The ornaments and berries must of magically jumped back on the tree—it’s not like they didn’t know where to hang themselves, now is it?!?!!?!??……..

I can tell you right now— if I’ve heard it once, I’ve heard it ONE MILLION TIMESS…..if you have nothing NICE or constructive to say—say nothing at all!

I can only say that I want everyone to find love, faith and happiness. I am truly BLESSED to have been gifted with the Mother of Mary Jo- I thank God daily/nighty for her and all she has taught me if life, the expectations of life, and wanting happiness for yourself and others around you. She instilled in me the wish and want for my loved ones to have peace and happiness. My Mother is the most giving, thoughtful and understanding person know. And I truly believe, if I am 1/5 the woman/person she is….I would still be 5 times better woman/person than most I know.

So if you have a chance—a moment – to decide to focus on what you don’t have….where you are not….what has went wrong. Re-think—-Re-focus…..Focus on all that you have accomplished….all that you have….all those that love and appreciate you.

Was sitting here trying to write this here blog— had three different stories going…..one about what’s been happening in TeeJ’s world as of late……second about folks and fantasy….and the third was just blah blah blah…..when my phone rang— and YES I did answer the phone…..DONKS!

So it’s a buddy on the other end (as opposed to the ‘sell you a free vacation’, ‘work from home’, ‘could you take a survey’ calls/voicemails I’ve been getting as of late— how do they get your private cell number? HUMPT) just wishing me a good morning day due to the fact my day is completely PACK……anyhoo— so last night we rented that movie “Just Go With It”…and in the movie the main character “Danny” kept calling the ladies in the film – ‘BABE’……..ugh ugh ugh ugh……….can’t stand that.  Actually can’t stand to be called – babe, sug, sweetheart, sunshine, honeybunch, muffin, precious, princess, snookums, sweetie pie, pumpkin, etc,etc  by anyone but my papa and/or boyfriend—and guess what – both of my pap’s have passed.  My name is TERRA…….call me TERRA!……Miss Jackson….if you’re…..GIGGLE GIGGLE….you know where that goes.

Okay- so watching this movie and Danny calling everyone ‘Babe’ the above came up and my bud when we were getting off the phone called me ‘babe’…..with a very quick “Oop, I know you don’t like that – SORRY”…..

Do you know the difference between a pet name and nickname?  I had a professor in college that called EVERYONE – guy and girl alike – SON.  Guess it was more his way not to have to remember anyone’s name, and we all do that from time to time.  You call someone ‘buddy’ or ‘pal’ when you run into them on the street cause you forgot their name, I’m not saying anything is wrong with that.  I’ll be the first to say I love love love nicknames.  They are FUN and a great way to remember good times.  I have given several of my friend’s nicknames:

BLUE
STEPPERS
LUCKY
BIG BIRD
DADDY
GUS
LOPIE
DREAMY
G-MAN
ARMS
LUCY
OWEN
PERLY
NIMO
TRUMP
BOOG
TINY
ITTY BITTY
BRO-HO
CRAZY A
PUNK
JACKLEG

………so where I’m going here…..and as usually this is just my thoughts and opinion….and that is all I’m gonna say about that – Terra R. Jackson, signing out!

Terra on the jet.

Most of you know I do NOT get tongue tied often…and to leave me speechless is crazy impossible. BUT…if I could change the font on this site – that BUT would be HUGE!

This weekend…OH MY! WOWZERS! It started off with my buddy sending his personal jet to pick me and a gal pal up – in Louisville to fly us to ‘the pond’ – lake Cumberland. YEP – you read that right…I – Terra R. Jackson – took a J-E-T…10 minute flight – to Lake Cumberland from Louisville. WHERE…waiting on us was his helicopter to fly us to the State Dock – YEP…you read that right… I – Terra R. Jackson – flew in a H-E-L-I …all without spilling my mimosa!  WHERE we were picked-up in his go very very very fast boat…and ya’ll that was just the trip to get to the lake…WOW WOW WOW!  WHAT A WEEKEND!

Saturday night we did a houseboat dinner cruise. Not sure what time we made it back to the dock, what I do know is that the band had some plot against me.  Every time I grabbed a mic to help sing back-up…..the dang thing stopped working  – HUMPT! I do know that I danced so much my calves were almost too sore for me to move Sunday, but since I had no ‘takers’ on “Can someone carry me around all day today?” question I presented to the group at breakfast – HUMPT – I had no choice but to pain it out and walk myself.  (see my life can sometimes be rough)

Needless to say – but made it back to Louisville – safe and sound…but still walking on cloud nine from such a ‘Make Believe’ weekend..

I LOVE MY LIFE – I LOVE MY LIFE – I LOVE MY LIFE…and my friends that let me play in theirs – Thanks Glenn! Tons and Bunches!

Well, I have those moments more often than not—-with one exception …..you are gonna hear about it whether ya wanna or not. Wording can throw me for a loop at times….terms-heck I just make’em up as I go most times; my biggest HUGEST issue is ‘organizing’ my thoughts. I tend to ramble, which makes me in the long run somewhat of a ‘chatterbox’. (Seriously—SHUTIT!!!!…I will sooooooo shut it for you!)

I’ve got a few thoughts/points I want to share today.

LIARS and CHEATS never-ever-never-ever-EVER win. The truth ALWAYS comes to the surface….it might be a matter of minutes, matter of months, matter of years…..but TRUTH always WINS!!!!

“Truth sometimes hurts….but Pain is GAIN”

“Lying and cheat’n are easy…..and QUIT HOGGIN THE UGLY“

It’s okay to be down at times…..it’s getting back up that matters! Life is gonna throw you crap even if you don’t deserve it,
“LEARN and MOVE FORWARD”

Folks come into our lives for a reason…..like that poem, “Season/Reason(something like that)” Some folks make you smile, some make you cry, some harm you, some help you….keep the ones that matter and learn from the rest.

“Life is too short to cry over did/said and gone”

I never thought I would be where I am today. Life and God has tossed me in many directions other then my own chosen path. You can control MOST of what you have/get/do/will do with your life by how you react to others. Life is too great and God is so counting on you to fullfill your purpose while here. Figure it out and move forward.

I’m stressing moving forward this blog due to my lack of it. My lack of focus on my life goals….Gods goals for me….and the goals of my family/friends for me.

I know you guys usually get a belly roll outta my blogs of life…..that’a be next week. And I have been writing my blogs (only in my head as of late) and need to share’em with you, and will.

Summa is right around the corner, where I do most of my writing poolside or bowbath’n. Winter is hard to find a fixed moment to sit/write/edit/edit/edit/re-write/EDIT…..giggles….after reading several of my blogs; bet’cha didn’t think I did any editing! HUMPT!!! I know my ‘Editor’ sure thinks I don’t….shame on you Jacob, I try!… :O)

—I wrote this as a ROAST for my mother’s retirement,  party—, ,  We got her up in front of the entire group and read this,  poem and presented her with a HUGE glitter GOLD STAR (like a badge) and those,  HUGE HUGE HUGE gold ‘super star’ sun glasses…… HILARIOUS!!!!….to,  say the least….

Here’s to our,  Mother

Here’s to your,  friend

Here’s to the,  co-worker

Who’s now a “˜has,  been’

You work half your,  life

And just dream of,  when

You can relax on the,  beach

Or hang out with your,  kin

You work SunUp to,  SunSet

“¦”¦”¦two days a,  week

Oh, how you’ve,  suffered

You look so worn, Soooo,  meek

Now,  Mother”¦..

On a more serious,  note

You’ve raised two,  wonderful daughters

Not that we mean to,  gloat

We love you so,  much!!

To call you “Mom” is a,  credit

For the Love, Wisdom, Fun,,  Guidance,

Discipline, Smile, Hugs,,  Laughter”¦We will always be indebted

For you being,  YOU

And YOU being all that you,  are

We’d be,  honored

If you wear this GOLD,  star

Don’t look so,  worried

Soooo like a lost,  Pup

We always,  heard

“It’s NOT braggin””if you,  can back it UP”

Before we TOAST to this,  small roast

We brought the picture,  taker,

And some GREAT,  glasses

Now up all,  cups

Before she kicks our,  asses!!!

My mom is somewhat a shy person—so I’m really not,  sure where I get my “show boatin’ –mom likes to call it ‘show,  goatin’…WHATEVER!, ,  SHE ABOUT DIED AND TURNED FOUR SHADES OF,  RED.,  And YES…I did say ‘asses’ in front of me mum……giggles and,  much love……

Let’s start from the beginning”¦”¦..So it’s been on the “˜BASKET LIST’ for 2010 all year, correct-doe moon-doe. , But my sorry planning butt waited until the very last minute— in FREAKIN FREEZEN weather to decide to check it off the list. , , —yes, it’s now the BASKET list—bucket sounds so MAN”¦.and I’m sooooo not a man”¦. , , Anyhoo- So I make the first phone call after researching places/pricing on-line.

The man on the other end of the line””very helpful–took my deposit and informed me that if the weather was not “˜scheduled’ to reach above 40 for the day, then it was my decision if I wanted to jump—cause at this point I have an appointment to jump that Saturday at noon.

So its now “˜that weekend’ – have Judds concert Friday night and my jump Saturday noon””gotta leave Louisville by 10am— jumping in E-Town. , I wake to snow/sleet and freeze’n cold temps”¦..it’s 6am””couldn’t sleep””NERVES. , I call the skydiving establishment and leave a message””I’m no Nostradamus, but even I know it’s NOT gonna reach 40 that day. , I go back to bed to catch a few more winks and wake about 8ish. , I give them another call just to make sure they got my message and to re-schedule for the following week”¦.this little adventure isn’t cheap and no way do I wanna lose my deposit. , For those that don’t know me— FIRST””me’s poor”¦.and SECOND”¦.very very tight with me moolaa”¦. , , :O|

Okay””so now rescheduled for the following Saturday—noon again. , Saturday gets here-POP directly outta bed—excited excited excited”¦..and temp for day is suppose to be something like 56/58—-WOW”¦.get to jump and NOT freeze— PERFECT!!

Get a little lost getting there”¦”¦but really – is anyone surprised by this???….please stand up! , , BOOHISS”¦.sooooo now I can see the building”¦OOP”¦.guess it’s called a HANGAR”¦.okay”¦.I can see the HANGAR”¦and the little planes”¦..and those windsocks on tall poles—orange and dancing about. , OH MY GOODNESS”¦.yay yay yay”¦I’m here—and I’m gonna JUMP OUTTA A PLANE”¦..way way wayyyy excited!!!

Okay””so the guys already got my deposit. , Now he wants the rest of his moolaa—before I jump”¦..I can see his logic here””but still a little creepy-HUMPT! , , To take pictures of the jump—extra $$$$ , – to video the jump—extra $$$

I’ll skip a few of the details this day—cause I didn’t get to jump that day either— clouds were only at 4,000 feet and we jump at 10,000″¦.back home I go”¦”¦.but I have already rescheduled for the following Saturday”¦..let’s try 11 o’clock this time””that way if I drive all the way there again and don’t get to jump, I still have half my day. , Cause that day we actually did our “˜training’ so it wasn’t a complete loss. , Not a loss on either side””I got some training and he got all my money”¦Hmmm”¦..this little adventure has not worked in my favor just yet”¦”¦

Sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo (gezzz I know”¦bear with me here) oooooooooo”¦”¦ , weekend of Dec 19th”¦..had a buds Christmas party the night before””rolled home about 4am-ish”¦.got up at 7am”¦.my Bro-Ho picks me up at 8″¦..Bro’y wants to go now, cause I think he thinks that I think that”¦.WAIT”¦..got lost “˜thinking’”¦.OH”” Bro-Ho thinks I’m making all this stuff up—he’s taggin along to make sure—DANGHIM. , , , Plus I got another couple of buddies that are coming and some buddies kiddos’ now”¦..guess they were all thinking that I was thinking that they thought”¦..ugh”¦.never mind – Okay”¦..I am HUNGOVER—-but this is happening TODAY!!! , I roll outta bed—last nights make-up”¦.last nights hair”¦..three pair of sweats, one pair longjohns, two long sleeves t-shirts and a sweatshirt later”¦..OH””forgot to mention””it’s 23 degrees”¦”¦but they said they jump ALL YEAR ROUND”¦.it’s MY choice to jump or not to jump if below 40″¦”¦so I’M JUMPING!!!

So back to E-Town I go”¦”¦.WHAM-BAM”¦”¦.I jumped—LOVED EVERY MINTUE OF IT and soooooooooooo excited to jump again and again and again”¦..

VIDEOS:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f6cE3_1AOP0

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BoMf8C6pjYo&feature=player_embedded#

Oh”¦..yeah”¦..you can tell from the video”¦.I have no chute attached to my back”¦. Yep!!!! , No parachute strapped to me—- Noooo sir-ree!!!! , , I have a DUDE strapped to me!!!”¦…and that’s all I gotta say about dat”¦..

And Second—

I wanna just say”¦”¦.

I HAVE THE BESTESTESTEST LIFE EVER!!!!!!

And I want to Thank GOD, my Mom and all friends and family that make my life so abs-a-loot-leeeee amazing!!!!

I truly have a blessed life and I do owe it all to those around me.,  I promise I THANK GOD everyday for all that he has given me— and allowed me to have.,  I give THANKS now to all my friends and family and especially me mum”¦”¦without all of you”¦”¦I couldn’t be me.

THANK YOU
THANK YOU
THANK YOU!!!!!

I am truly truly blessed and honored to have such a wonderful/amazing life!

HUGE HUGS!

“¦”¦that’s all I got for right now”¦”¦never to busy to say THANKS”¦.but a weebit busy to blog too much right now”¦”¦live, laugh, LOVE”¦”¦

Oh, the twin thing/statement”¦”¦I’m just sayin”¦”¦I’m blessed enough for two”¦..and those are just the facts”¦”¦