Friday, September 11, 2009

Manic Mama Saturday

It's not beautiful but this is my list. I'm blogging early so I can hella clean tonight, sleep a couple hours, get these things done in the early daylight, and then I'm all about Debe. (Of course, I've been ever since we met.)

Unfortunately nature did not take its course and natural attempts to induce were unsuccessful, so Debe and Kris will be at the hospital on this day, presumably the most difficult they've ever faced. Again, I know this is a cleaning blog, but these people mean so much to me, and really, I will only be cleaning to bide the time.

Please extend whatever means of encouragement suit you, and know that Debe would rather have you clean than not clean. :)

But it's a free for all. Let us know what you did. Let us count our blessings, and wipe a few things down as we do so.

Much love Debe, Kris, and Sorren.

-Cheyenne, never Chey.


  1. My heart goes out to them for what they are going through. I've been through two miscarriages and they can't even hold a candle to what they're going through.

    That said, my apologies for referring to you as Chey. In the future, if I do something that bothers you, TELL me! I can't count the number of times I've said, "Chey," and you haven't said a word!

  2. Today I am thinking only of Debe, Kris and Sorren, hoping that as they face their most painful of all days they manage through with strength and love.

    I cannot imagine what they are going through, I won't even sit here and pretend to know the sort of pain they are in. I just hope they find a way through.

    My love to them all ♥♥♥

  3. They are hella strong but they need all your love and support too, as they are very scared, as anyone would be. I will pass along your kind words and thoughts.

    As for Chey, NO! It's just a joke with Debe because most people start calling me Chey the second they meet me, and Debe and Kris do not. They only call me Cheyenne, like stubborn, spiteful bastards.

    I am Chey, I am Chey, it's okay.

  4. LOL-you are funny!

    How did today go?. . .