Monday, August 29, 2011

The Real Meaning of Words

This is a rework of an email I received earlier today….I wanted to share with each of you….There is often so much truth in so few words….God Bless
Love......


Sorrow......


Innocence......


Departure......


Pain......



Respect......


Compassion......


Friendship......


Patience......


Rescued......



Best Friends......


Devine......


"Life is not about waiting for the storm to pass. It's about caring and
loving your relatives and friends while you can touch and see them,
and they are still among us!"


Be nice to all you meet; each of us carries a burden that others can't see.








Thursday, August 25, 2011

Apartment Hunting

It’s that time again, that time that rolls around every few years for many, its apartment hunting time. We are so excited about finding a new place to call home…the place we are in now was great for a time, but we are leaning more towards a place with amenities and  a place that will showcase some of the beautiful views Issaquah has to offer.  We really missed not having a hot tub and pool this summer and Lord knows I could use a workout room to shed a few extra pounds J lol
There are some things we are going to miss, like renting from an individual vs. a property management company.  Our landlord is a really nice guy and we could live there for the next twenty years without him raising the rent, whereas any property management company is going to raise it every time the lease ends, which means we have the choice to pay the increase or get out...   All in all though, the pros of having the place we want far outweigh the typical renter woes…
We have found a few places that we absolutely love, so I’m hoping we can get a great move in special on one of them… Wish us luck :)
Choice # 1

Choice # 2


Choice # 3







Wednesday, August 24, 2011

What Matters the Most

Another highlight of our recent Texas trip was getting to spend some time with my dad Jim, my stepmom Bonita, my Papaw Covert and his wife Bettye.  Because of the distance between here and there, we don’t get to see them all nearly as often as we would like…  As a matter of fact, I think it had been 4+ years since I had seen my Papaw Covert, so it felt really good to have the opportunity for a visit.   
If I had to pick one thing that most Texans can appreciate, it would have to be a good helping of southern fried catfish, and those of us in the Covert clan are of no exception…   So you can imagine my delight when Dad called to say we were all meeting up at Lee's Catfish & Steak House.   This is a relatively new restaurant to the area, so we were all excited to give it a go, and I am happy to report that we weren’t disappointed. J   We had some great catfish and hushpuppies and all the sweet tea we could drink.  Just when I didn’t think it could get any better, the band started to play… Live music, country cookin’, and time with family… who could ask for more….. We were blessed to have the time.
After an evening of fine country dining, we ended up back at Papaw and Bettye’s house where we all had some good laughs and time to catch up…   It was wonderful to see the girls have a chance to interact with their grandparents and great grandparents.  Not’s something they get to do every day, and that is a shame, but I am thankful for the time they were able to spend with them. 
Heck I even had some time to get Bettye’s computer back into tip-top shape before leaving, she can finally listen to those audiobooks she has been wanting to hear – I guess having a grandson that works in the technology industry has its advantages LOL….
You don't choose your family.  They are God's gift to you, as you are to them.

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Boot Scootin' Boogie

The whole reason for going to Texas earlier this month is so we could attend my brother’s family wedding reception which consisted of an old fashioned shindig in the old red barn there on the farm… well sorta kinda… it is an old red barn, but it was converted long ago into a country store and then later into a venue for Country style weddings, so it’s actually pretty nice now… has the look and feel of an old barn, but with all the modern conveniences of home, such as A/C, etc. LOL… Considering the heat, there wouldn’t have been many of us in attendance had there not been the A/C, sorry bro LOL… 
The party was an absolute blast…the live band, beers a plenty, and all the Texas BBQ we could eat.  We were in our own little Texas paradise... They just don’t cook BBQ like that here in the great northwest, at least not that I have found.
September and I had the opportunity to catch up with family and friends we haven’t seen in years and the girls had a great time dancing with their Nanny (my mom) and their cousins alike… It was just an all-around good old fashion barn party!
YEEEEE HAWWWWW…….


Welcome home, Ward family. Welcome home…

Once in a while someone comes along that makes your heart smile, not necessarily because of what they accomplish, but because of whom they are and the selfless love they show others…
Extreme Makeover Home Edition has to be one of our favorite shows – I guess it would fall under the “reality TV” blanket, but there is something different about this show.  It’s not about who can beat who at some task, or who can find love on a tropical island far away from any sort of reality.  This show is about giving to others who have fallen on hard times for one reason or another. It’s a show that focuses on giving back to those who are truly in need…
In last night’s episode, Clara Ward a lady from Erie Pennsylvania has dedicated her life to serving the disadvantaged children of her neighborhood.  Many of these children don’t have enough food to eat or a clean pillow to lay there head on at night. Many live in fear of the gunfire that takes place just outside their window as they try to get a good night sleep… 
For many in the neighborhood, Ms. Clara is the only sense of normalcy these children have…  She provides a hot meal, a gentle hug, a safe place to fall in a world of such uncertainty… and she does it all in spite of being bound to a wheelchair…
For years, she ran the operation from her home which wasn’t wheelchair accessible.  Because of the wheelchair, she wasn’t even able to access the back bedroom in her home, or take a shower without risk of falling while moving from her wheelchair into the bathtub, but through it all, she continued to serve and love without a complaint…giving all of herself and expecting nothing in return…making sure the children had a sense of normalcy even when she herself didn’t..
The people from Extreme Makeover Home Edition built her a beautiful home with all things needed for her to take care of herself  and continue her one of a kind service to the children she loves… I can’t think of a more deserving individual….
Welcome home, Ward family. Welcome home…
Proverbs 11:24-25
New International Version (NIV)
24 One person gives freely, yet gains even more;
   another withholds unduly, but comes to poverty.
25 A generous person will prosper;
   whoever refreshes others will be refreshed.


Justice for All?

September and I watched a very interesting HBO documentary this weekend that I would highly recommend to the masses.  Hot Coffee covers the hot topic of Tort Reform and the impact it is having on the lives of everyday people like you and I.
You may ask, what is Tort Reform?  Well, Wikipedia describes it as follows:
Tort reform refers to proposed changes in common law civil justice systems that would reduce tort litigation or damages. Tort actions are civil common law claims first created in the English commonwealth system as a non-legislative means for compensating wrongs and harm done by one party to another's person, property or other protected interests (e.g. physical injury or reputation, under libel and slander laws). Tort reform advocates focus on personal injury common law rules in particular.
In the United States tort reform is a contentious political issue. US tort reform advocates propose, among other things, procedural limits on the ability to file claims, and capping the awards of damages. Supporters of the existing tort system, including consumer advocates, argue that reformers have mis-stated the existence of any real factual issue and criticize tort reform as disguised corporate welfare.[1], [2]
In Commonwealth countries as well as states including Texas, Georgia and California, the losing party must pay court costs of the opposing party.[3] In some countries and U.S. states, including Texas and California, the loser must also pay the opposing parties' attorneys' fees as well.
Some legal scholars propose to replace tort compensation with a social security framework that serves victims without respect to cause or fault. In 1972, New Zealand introduced the first universal no-fault insurance scheme for all accident victims, which provides benefit from the government run Accident Compensation Corporation without respect to negligence. Its goal is to achieve equality of compensation, while reducing costs of litigation. In the 1970s, Australia[4] and the United Kingdom drew up proposals for similar no-fault schemes[5] but they were later abandoned.

Basically, caps are put on the amount of damages one can be awarded from another party as a result of damages caused by the other party.

There were several interesting stories chronicled in the documentary, but the one I want to focus on here is the story of Colin, a boy born with Cerebral Palsy as a result of a doctor’s negligence before and during delivery.  Colin ended up with a severe case of Cerebral Palsy and will require direct care for the rest of his life.

The parents proceeded with legal action against the doctor and were awarded 5.6 million dollars which would have allowed Colin’s family to ensure he had the required level of care needed for the rest of his life… Well as a result of Tort Reform in his state, the judge had no choice but to reduce the award to 1.2 million, which isn’t enough to ensure the level of lifelong care needed.

Come on Adam, 1.2 million is still a great deal of money; they should be able to make it on that, right?
The thing to remember about a handicap is it’s not like going into the doctor for a broken leg, having them patch it up and slowly recovering over time.  The leg will eventually heal and normal function will be restored….

With a handicap, the struggles that one has will always be there, they don’t get better with time.  If anything, ones struggles may become more compounded over time as a result of the normal aging process….
Now let’s take Colin’s situation…. He is severely mentally and physically handicapped.  Which means he will never be able to have a career to provide for himself, he will never be able to have a family and will require one on one care for the rest of his life.  When you put it like that, 1.2 million dollars is nothing…
What happens to Collin after his Mother and Father are gone, he will most likely end up in some government paid for care facility, which I’m sure is the last place any of us would want to end up.

When we start taking the power away from a jury to award what they feel is fair compensation based on the facts of a case, and give that power to lawmakers, in the form of caps on damages, we handicap the very fundamentals of our legal system…

This begs the question, is justice being served?

Thursday, August 18, 2011

Down to the River We Go

Our trip to Texas brought back so many memories for me.  Growing up on a farm in east Texas was a one of a kind childhood, and I am blessed to have had the opportunity.
The farmland goes all the way to the bank of the Red River.  There were many times when my dad, Bart would take my younger brother and me down to the river to shoot his “22 rifle…  We would hang our feet off the bank  and shoot at sticks and debris moving in the current - the first one to sink the chosen target into the river with his projectile won a point, as you might have guessed, I always won every match because of my true marksmanship, YEAH RIGHT lol…
 It’s hard to describe the feeling of freedom that being in such a setting brings… the beautiful blue skies, the sounds of nature, the sound of the river as it rushes downstream, etc… It’s something that’s hard to appreciate unless you have experienced it….
Shortly after arriving at the farm, my cousin Micah says “Hey y’all wanna go down to the river?”  Well, let’s just say September, myself, Courtney (my youngest daughter) and my brother Brien jumped all over the opportunity – hopped in Micah’s Ford F-150 and off we went lol…
Before I knew it, my wife was a pistol packin’ momma for the first time in her life and my daughter had shot her first “22 rifle…I was one proud husband and father… Courtney with her first two shots hit the targets dead on, she had the biggest smile on her face, I loved it….  As for September, she did a great job too, and there is just something about a woman who knows how to handle a ’45 lol

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Fly Fly Away, Not so Fast you Suspicious Character

As you might recall, earlier this month I wrote about the ease of flying for those of us with mobility impairments.  If you would like to have a read, it can be found here … Okay, so have you ever said something or in my case wrote something, then ate your words later..yep, this was one of those times lol…
The day starts off rather uneventfully – we are all very excited, the day we have been looking forward to for weeks has finally arrived – we are Texas bound J  We all woke up really early as our flight leaves at 7:00am, smiles on everyone’s face, our airport shuttle is there to pick us up as scheduled.  We even enjoyed the other couple the shuttle service picked up on the way… My understanding is they were headed to Hawaii for a week and they seemed really excited, as the gentleman in their party wouldn’t stop with the corny jokes all the way to the airport…. I think he’s one of those people that just likes to hear himself talk, but nonetheless, it was a nice ride J
We arrive at the airport, get our bags checked, and 50 bucks later we are headed into the terminal where a nice guy stands there waiting with a wheelchair for me…. I climb aboard, and off to the TSA checkpoint we go….this is where the fun begins…lol
We approach the checkpoint and the TSA agent asks for our documents, September gets everything out, hands it to the agent he gives it a glance and waves us on to the next agent… September walks up to the metal detector, walks through…..BEEP, BEEP.  The agent stops her…  Ma’am please make sure everything is out of your pockets, she checks and walks through again…..BEEP, BEEP.  Ma’am who else is with you today…um, the guy over there in the wheelchair and the two little girls… Well Ma’am we are going to have to pat you down, and him too since he’s with you (oh wonderful, I say to myself, a pat down, just what I was wanting, as I roll my eyes and look over at my wife lol)
Next thing I hear…male assist please…. Good morning Sir, how are you today?  Oh, I’m just peachy, and you?  Doing well, would you like to go to a private area for the screening or is here ok?  I think to myself, well I might as well get this over  and done with as quickly as possible…. Here is fine, I grumble under my breath lol..
Ok Sir here is how this works – what’s going to happen is I am going to do a complete pat down of you and when I reach “sensitive” areas I will use the back of my hand… I think, oh what great news instead of feeling me up with the front part of your hand you are going to use the back, what a relief… As he goes through the procedure, I look around thinking…nice getting frisked in front of all these people just what I wanted at 5:30 on a Thursday morning lol..  We all finally made it through, and the rest of the morning was rather uneventful, but it was quite the experience… Come to find out, the cause of us getting stopped was a metal ring embedded into September’s blouse…gotta love those fashion accessories of today…lol
The moral of the story - check all clothes for metal accents before flying the friendly skies…

Tuesday, August 16, 2011

Bad Girl Bad Girl what You Gonna Do, What you Gonna Do When they Come for You?

Over the next few days, I am going to share some of the highlights from our recent adventure to the great state of Texas. 
So it’s Wednesday morning, we are trying to get everything ready to go for our upcoming trip and had stayed up a little later than normal the night before… well as a result, we both woke up late and were making a mad dash rush to get to work on time, which is something I’m sure most of you are all too familiar with.  You know the panic felt when you know you have to be at work in 15 minutes and you live 16 minutes away, yeah that one lol J   
Luckily, I am only 10 minutes away from work and I have to be in really early, so most days there is no one else on the road, much less your friendly police officer…..so the consequences of doing 50 in a 30 are almost nonexistent….  
Well, let’s just say September isn’t so lucky in either regard….She works 30 minutes away from her job and there are many officers patrolling the streets of Bellevue at 7:30 in the morning -- they can and do ticket for doing 50 in a 30 as we found out lol….
As she reaches the top of the hill, she sees three cars, each lined up one behind the other, lights flashing behind them… as she looks up, what does she see, that’s right, your friendly Bellevue police officer flagging  her down and signaling for her to get to the back of the line lol….. Yep that’s right… turns out the cost for doing 50 in a 30 is 154.00…
The moral of this story ladies and gentlemen is if you speed, don’t get caught…..oh wait, I mean don’t speed keep it within the speed limit….yeah right – drive safe lol  

Monday, August 15, 2011

From the Other Side

Part of the reason this blog exists is to bring awareness to those things in our society that so often go unsaid… to answer that innermost curiosity that all of us have about people that are different than what we consider “normal, to show that all people are people, regardless of circumstance... To show that just because someone is different, doesn’t mean they can’t and don’t live fulfilling and productive lives...  For others to be able to have a glimpse of what life is like from the other side of the wheelchair, or in my case the crutches…   For you not to let a day go by without remembering the blessings that have been besowed upon your life  God Bless...
Enjoy the video… (turn on the sound)







Southbound and Down

Sorry all - I’ve been absent from the blogosphere for the last few days, as we were gone to Texas and apparently in my family working computers with a working internet connection are somewhat scarce…. Oh do I have some stories to share about our trip to the great state of Texas…. from speeding tickets, to TSA pat downs and everything in between….   I’ll be back sharing the written word with all you fine folks tomorrow…You don’t wanna miss this…. J

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Special Thanks to You!

I have something that is completely off topic, but I received this email earlier today and thought I would share.  Hopefully you will get a good laugh… I know that each of you can relate to this one in one way or another unless you have been living under a rock for the last 10 years …

PS.. Make yourself read to the bottom of the post, it’s the best part

Happy reading…

I just want to thank all of you for your educational e-mails over the past year.


 Thanks to you, I no longer open a public bathroom door without using a paper towel.

I can't use the remote in a hotel room because I don't know what the last person was doing while flippin g through the adult movie channels.  

    I now can not put lemons in my ice tea

I can't sit down on the hotel bedspread because I can only imagine what has happened on it since it was last washed.
I have trouble shaking hands with someone who has  been driv ing because the number one pastime while driving alone is picking their nose. (Although cell phone usage may be taking the number one spot)
Eating a Little Debbie sends me on a guilt trip beca u se I can only imagine how many gallons of trans-fats I have consumed over the years.

I can't touch any woman's purse for fear she has placed it on the floor of a public bathroom.  

I must send my special thanks to whoever sent me the one about poop in the glue on envelopes because I now have to use a wet sponge with every envelope that needs sealing.Also, now I have to scrub the top of every can I open for the same reason.
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I no longer have any savings because I gave it to a sick girl (Penny Brown) who is about to die in the hospital for the 1,387,258th time.
I no longer have any money at all, but that will change once I receive the $15,000 that Bill Gates/Microsoft and AOL are sending me for participating in their special e-mail program.
I no longer worry about my soul because I have 363,214 angels looking out for me, and St.Theresa's novena has granted my every wish.
I no longer eat KFC because their chickens are actually horrible mutant freaks with no eyes or feathers.

        II will never drink from a hotel glass that is in the bathroom

I no longer use cancer-causing deodorants even though I smell like a water buffalo on a hot day.Thanks t o you, I have learned that my prayers only get answered i f I forward an e-mail to seven of my friends and make a wish within five minutes.

Because of your concern I no longer drink Coca Cola because it can remove toilet stains.

I no longer can buy gasoline without taking someone along to watch the car  so a serial killer won't crawl in my back seat when I'm pumping gas.
I no longer drink Pepsi or Dr. Pepper since the people who make these products are atheists who refuse to put 'Under God'  on their cans.

I no longer use Saran wrap in the microwave because it causes cancer.
And thanks for letting m e know I can't boil a cup o f water in the microwave anymore because it will blow up in my face...disfiguring me for life.
I no longer check the coin return on pay phones because I could be pricked with a needle infected with HIV.

I no longer go to shopping malls because someone will drug me with a perfume sample and rob me.
I no longer receive packages from UPS since they are actually Al Qaeda in disguise.
(I liked that one)

I no longer shop at Target since they are French and don't support our American troops.
I no longer answer the phone because someone will ask me to dial a number for which I will get a phone bill with calls to   Jamaica   UgandaSingapore  and   Uzbekistan ...
I no longer buy expensive cookies from Neiman Marcus since I now have their recipe.
Thanks to you, I can't use anyone's toilet but mine becaus e a big brown Afric an spider is lurking under the seat to cause me instant death when it bites my butt.
And thanks to your great advice, I can't ever pick up $5.00 dropped in the parking lot because it probably was placed there by a sex molester waiting underneath my car to grab my leg.

I can no longer drive my car because I can't buy gas from certain gas companies!

If you don't s end this e-mail to at least 144,000 people in the next 70 minutes, a large dove with diarrhea will land on your head at 5:00 PM this afternoon and the fleas from 12 camels will infest your back, causing you to grow a hairy hump.  I know this will occur because it actually happened to a friend of my next door neighbor's ex-mother-in-law's second husband's cousin's beautician...
Have a wonderful day....Oh, by the way.....
A German scientist from   Argentina , after a lengthy study, has discovered that people with insufficient brain activity read their e-mail with their hand on the mouse.
Don 't even bother taking it off now. it's too late!!

The Hidden Beauty of Renton Washington

Saturday afternoon we sat out on a family shopping trip to prepare for our upcoming adventure to the great state of Texas this weekend.  As mentioned in an earlier post, we are headed there for my brother’s wedding reception.  If you haven’t been to Renton, let’s just say it’s not one of the most majestic cities in the great northwest.  Not to say that there is anything wrong with it; it’s just not where one would expect to find a little slice of unexpected heaven LOL…  
We make the short trek from Issaquah to Renton, and as we are about to exit the interstate, I notice a sign for Ivars.   For those of you who haven’t had Ivars, it’s a must try.  At the time, we had only eaten there once before when September and I took a weekend trip sometime back, but we absolutely loved it. So when I saw the sign for it, I was like a huntin’ dog on the trail – I was determined to find it.  Heck I even broke out the GPS…. Lol
We continue guided by our turn by turn directions and finally arrive at our destination and to our utter surprise, it turns out that this particular Ivars is located right on a beautiful portion of lake Washington… The sun shining, the wind blowing through our hair and a beautiful view while we ate…. It made paying 10 bucks a piece for fish and chips worth every penny…..lol.





Tuesday, August 9, 2011

The Nightmare of Handicap Parking

Article Source: Baraboo News Republic
Interesting article from the Baraboo News Republic regarding the disabled parking challenges. This was something I had planned on writing about in the near future, but I ran across this article and had to share.
Pull into the parking space, get out of the car and walk inside the store.
Sounds easy. Right?
For someone with a disability – especially one that requires a wheelchair to be loaded and unloaded from a vehicle – it’s no simple task.
And when those who don’t park in handicap stalls aren’t mindful of those who do, the task becomes even more difficult.
“What we’re finding is that people are being extremely lazy,” said Steve Pribbenow, director of the Sauk County Disabled Parking Enforcement Assistance Council.
The council consists of seven members from throughout Sauk County who are trained and empowered by state law to enforce the proper use of handicap stalls, plates and identification cards. Members can compel businesses to comply with the law, as well.
Pribbenow said abuse of disabled parking rules is not simply limited to vehicles parking in disabled parking spaces without a pass.
One of the most frequent problems is that vehicles encroach on a handicap space or the striped area next to one, he said. Those access aisles are a “no man’s land” used by vehicles with ramps to load and unload wheelchairs.
Too often, people with disabilities are forced to squeeze themselves in and out of their vehicles because other cars have parked too close, Pribbenow said.
“These people are of the age where if they break a hip, they aren’t going to live much longer,” he said.
While people without a disability can squirm in and out of a vehicle if others are parked too close, that’s not always possible for a person with a disability.
“A driver using a mobility aid whose vehicle allows her to get in and out through the use of a side lift or ramp needs the entire width of an access aisle, along with the van-accessible stall, simply to gain access to a building,” Sauk County Mobility Manager Ashley Nedeau-Owen said.
He said he notices disabled parking violations every day, even in the parking lot outside his office at the county’s West Square Building in Baraboo. And he’s concerned about the general public’s lack of knowledge about handicap parking rules.
Although Nedeau-Owen regularly sees Baraboo Police Department officers writing warnings and citations, he said many violations go unenforced.
Some people use the “I’ll be back in a minute” excuse to temporarily park in a handicap space while they load or unload cargo from their vehicles, Nedeau-Owen said.
Baraboo Police Department Lt. Rob Sinden said it’s important for the public to understand how valuable the marked spaces are to the daily lives of people with disabilities.
While the most frequent handicap parking citation written by police officers is for vehicles that park in marked stalls without a pass, Sinden said officers also have noticed a number of disabled parking permits improperly displayed.
“(State law) mandates the permit be hung from the rear view mirror unless one is not available,” Sinden said. “All too often we see authorized disabled persons placing them on a sun visor or somewhere else far too difficult for an officer to see.”
Common handicap parking violations• Encroachment on access aisles (striped lines) next to handicap spaces
• Use of a disabled parking pass by someone who is not disabled
• Improper display of a handicap parking pass
• Unloading a disabled person near a building and then unnecessarily parking in a handicap stall, even with a proper tag
• Blocking access to a handicap stall
• Using an access aisle to park a motorcycle
• Temporarily using handicap stall or access aisle to load or unload cargo

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