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What #thatquadlife represents, how and when to apply it, and what it means.

I came up with that hashtag for all the quadriplegics that are actually giving life an effort. I’m talking about All the quadriplegics that are killing it on their own. The ones that don’t give up in the eye of defeat. The ones that are raising their kids and setting a positive example. It’s not supposed to be a reflection of me, my website, or my blog but rather a term for people to share and apply to those that deserve it. A sticker you put on their car, something you copy and paste to their post, or something you simply include in your small story about this person. It’s like saying good job or keep it up. It’s a way of saying you see how hard they work and telling them, keep it up!

I’ve been through so much but I climb right back up out of it. I’ve almost died several times since I became a quadriplegic. Everything from diabetic ketoacidosis, severe constipation, to Bone infections and stage 4 pressure ulcers. A horrible horrible divorce, my children being illegally taken away from me by Health and Welfare because I was a quadriplegic, almost drounding, and much more, the universe has beat me down, battered, and broken me so many times… So many times it has just left me sitting there, alone, no one to turn to but myself, not knowing what to do next or how to even do it. So many times I was so exhausted and so beat down that I thought it was the end, that I thought, oh my god this is so bad, I can’t do this anymore, God please help me, I don’t deserve this… Nobody does.

As a man I hate to admit it but so many times I’ve cried, so many times I thought it was the end, and so many times I thought I was going to just lose everything. No matter what though… Through all the tears, all the pain, and through all the LOSS… I NEVER STOPPED FIGHTING! I never gave up! I never gave in! I am still undefeated in this fight we fight called life and you can bet your ass I’m not giving up anytime soon!

You know as well as I do how easy it could be. I could give up and quit fighting, quit worrying about things, take the easy way out. I could throw in the towel and let them come in and throw me into a facility. No longer having to worry about paying the next bill, hiring the next caregiver, or making sure my kids have dinner every night and a shower at least twice a week. I mean yeah, things would really have to get quite bad before they came in and just put me in a home, and so help me God I am nowhere near giving up and if somebody came in and even tried to take me or take what I have, I would fight like hell!!! I’m nowhere even close to giving up and on top of that… You take away my Independence and the fight I have as a single father to set an example for and raise respectful, responsible, caring, compassionate and hard-working young adults with great big hearts in the urge to jump the second they see somebody in need. If you take that away… All the fight I have to provide a decent life for my children and show them how to do the same for their own… If you take away my ability to show them love, watch them learn from their own failures, observe them as they achieve their own milestones, or raise their own children… Hell… You might as well be sticking a knife in my heart because it will surely kill me.

I get so much pride out of raising and observing my children, watching them from a distance, seeing what they do and don’t participate in based on their own judgment. What crowd they hang out with and the personality and actions of who they choose to be friends with. I don’t need anyone to tell me I have good children, I know I have good children based simply off of those things. I very rarely have to discipline them. I think it’s been just over a month since I had to ground my 14 year old daughter and take her phone away for 3 days and as for my 13-year-old son, even longer. I think between the two of them they’ve gotten into trouble a total of three times since January 1st 2024. That’s three times in 6 months for those of you that aren’t good at math. Don’t get me wrong they have arguments and little issues here and there, but, they know when I speak up they better correct their actions or there will be consequences and they are typically very good about correcting their actions before they get any kind of disciplinary consequences.

#thatquadlife means you aren’t lazy, and to an Outsider peering in, your life, most things anyway are in order and it’s not complete chaos. No I am not suggesting you have to be like me and live and do everything on your own. How you can live with your parents for all I care. What I mean is that the life you do have and the things within it are in and under control. Your house isn’t trashed, laundry isn’t stacked to the ceiling, and you don’t smell like a pig’s ass. If you’re a quadriplegic and one of these things or any of these things or something like this is going on in your life… If somebody else is cluttering up your world or causing chaos to your life… Speak up and speak loudly, tell them to quit being lazy, tell them you didn’t choose to be a quadriplegic and explain to them how it would be if you were not. Let them know they’re not going to come to your world and create chaos, stress, or agony. I can’t stand it when things are out of order or when things are all clustered up. I’ll be damned if I’m going to let somebody come to my world and do something I’m not okay with and sit there just watching while it happens. I’ll speak up I don’t care if I hurt their feelings or get myself into trouble but I’m not just going to sit by and be fake!

Anyhow thanks for reading and remember life could always be worse! We could always be struggling a little bit more. Sit back and think about your life and all you have to be thankful for. Think about all the hard times and how you overcame them, think about all the good times and how easy and bright they were. Think about all the solid objects within your house that you have to be thankful for, like your TV, dresser, or bed. What I mean is just make sure you appreciate what you do have, the things you’ve achieved, and all the lessons you’ve learned. Don’t forget… If donkeydidit… You can too!

Being a big brother and taking care of my little sister…

The other day I met up with my little sister and my mom to drive out to Horseshoe Bend Idaho and scope out an Airbnb property. We all rode in my vehicle. We got back to my house and they were getting ready to back out of my driveway. When It just so happened that I decided to go down my driveway and I was behind her vehicle inspecting her tail lights as they were reversing. I noticed she had no brake lights. I told her to stop and let me investigate. I discovered she had no brake lights, no turn signals, and no hazards on the rear end of her vehicle.

Somebody had rear-ended her a few months back. Well, l It’s a newer vehicle so I hooked up my engine Diagnostics tool AKA engine code reader. I found out that both of her turn signal control modules detected a fault. That led me to taking out the bulbs to discover they were both blown. That being said she had nothing but the third brake light in the top middle of her rear windshield. No blinkers, no brake lights, no tail lights, no nothing. She has two very little kids and is constantly driving back and forth from Oregon to Idaho because they live in Oregon. One round trip is over a hundred miles. Everything is high speeds like 75 80. I could not let her leave like that especially with little kids in the car so…

I talked her through how to remove her tail light housing to get to the bulbs. There was two bulbs in each housing and I thought the lower bulb would be the turn signal since we were getting tail lights out of the top bulb with the headlights on. I would soon find out that I was wrong. When she put it in reverse the lower bulb lit up however it was strictly her reverse lights, no Amber no red just white reverse lights.

That led me to having her take out the top light bulb. She pulled it out and I inspected it to notice that it was indeed a dual filament bulb, meaning… the bulb serves two purposes. It is a tail light and then when you turn on the blinker or hit the brakes the second filament lights up causing the light to get brighter.

Upon further inspection it did not look blown and both left and right blinkers, hazards, and brake lights were not working. Immediately I thought it was a fuse, both blinker lights don’t just go out at the same time typically it’s because of a blown fuse.

I showed her where to find her fuse box and how to read what fuse does what only to discover that the blinkers tail lights and brake lights don’t have their own fuse or relay. This could only mean that both light bulbs had to have been blown.

We ran up to our local parts store and bought a set of bulbs for like 10 bucks. We brought them back to my house pop them in and everything worked again. If it wasn’t for the process of elimination, I would have been searching for a blown fuse for hours lol.

I’m very glad and super thankful that I for one, noticed they weren’t working, and second, was able to fix the problem. She could have got rear-ended very easily and she has two very small kids.

Thanks for reading and if you have any issues with your vehicle let me know because there’s a good chance I can help you diagnose it’s problem.

Remember… If donkeydidit… You can too!

MY OLDEST, MY STEPSON, HE FREAKING GRADUATED!!!

On Friday, June 7th, we will be having a big BBQ for my stepson! He did it! He freaking graduated! Despite all the odds being against him… not knowing his real father, having to sit back and watch his mother spiral out of control after the divorce (she’s doing amazing now) the divorce itself, being separated from his brother and sister and being raised by two parents that both dropped out of high school. He freaking did it!

I was there and I raised him from the time he was one and a half years old until he was ripped away from me at age 13… For most of his life I was the only father he knew and I’ve always been and I am the most responsible father figure he has ever had. I’ve always been honest with him about what I did and did not do when I was his young age. From smoking weed to drinking alcohol. Smoking cigarettes and skipping class. I was honest about all of it. I told him where I failed and how badly I wanted the chance to go back and do better and what I would do if I could go back. I told him the importance of graduating and getting a degree. I simply asked him not to follow other kids and smoke weed or cigarettes, not to drink alcohol. I told him please don’t be like I was when I was in high school. I’ve always explained and showed him how much further in life you can make it with a high school degree rather than without. I can’t speak for what his mother told him but I can say, this is the outcome she wanted for sure. So between her and I we must have done something right raising this child. He wants to go into college and start a welding career. I think that’s a great idea because right now there’s a huge shortage of welders in North America on top of that it pays well. Anyhow thanks for reading I hope you enjoy and please leave a comment

I will be selling merch soon.

Should I sell quality journals for y’all to write in or start out with stickers? I have some pretty good ideas for stickers. Please let me know with a like or comments

Being a quadriplegic is alot of work…

As a quadriplegic there is a lot you have to worry about that other people don’t realize. Keep in mind that these are only the things that I don’t think most people realize…

You have to constantly check yourself for pressure sores.

You have to constantly remind yourself to change positions so you don’t get a pressure sore.

You have to make sure the cushion in your wheelchair is pumped up to the proper PSI everyday.

If it’s cold outside you have to remember to check your hands and feet to make sure they’re not too cold. Even with gloves and socks and shoes.

You actually have to focus on how much water you’re getting each day.

You have to worry about the amount of calories you get each day.

You have to make sure your feet aren’t touching or rubbing up against something hard.

You have to pay attention to the color of your urine.

And you have to worry about when you’re doing bowel care since you can’t just jump on the toilet.

Oh and hey!!! If donkeydidit… You can too!

Muscle spasms and the baclofen pump… Is it worth it?

If you or somebody you know is struggling with muscle spasms and it’s affecting your quality of life and your ability to get out and do stuff, you may want to read this.

I broke my neck 11 years ago and pretty much ever since I struggled with severe muscle spasms. They are extremely painful. I mentioned it to my pain specialist and told him I wanted to possibly get a baclofen pump. He told me he was against it and said it’s not really worth the risk.

For 10 years I took oral medications to relieve my spasms. They would only work for a few hours at a time and I could only take a certain amount each day. This left me having horrible spasms. I almost couldn’t even leave the house without taking medication first. Otherwise I would have spasms every time I hit a bump, if you hit the brakes too hard, accelerate too fast, even just moving my arms would cause them.

I finally decided I would bring it back up 10 years later and see what he thought. Long story short within the next few months I would have surgery to get a baclofen pump implanted in my abdomen.

To help you understand what it is, it is a reservoir that holds medication, specifically Baclofen, and it has a built-in pump and a catheter to direct where the medicine goes. They implant the pump in your abdomen and run the catheter directly into your spinal cord and it drips medicine directly on the spinal cord.

At first everything went well but I ended up having one complication. The catheter pulled out of my spinal cord because I wasn’t careful enough for the first six weeks. I had a second surgery to get it repositioned and it has been great since.

It has absolutely changed my life and I highly recommend it if you’re struggling really bad. I can do so much more and go so many more places than I used to be able to. Life is so much better without spasms. I wish I would have done it years ago.

I used to have to take 40 mg of Baclofen orally four times a day. With the pump I don’t take any and I don’t get spasms. Right now it is set to deliver 120 micrograms of Baclofen in a 24-hour period. Put that in perspective 20 mg is the equivalent 20,000 micrograms. So I was taking 40,000 micrograms of back left hand four times a day or 160,000 micrograms. With the pump only 120 micrograms.

There are some risks but to me they outweigh the benefits and quality of life Improvement. Not only do I benefit from it but so do my caregivers and the people that help me. It also cuts down on sores and everything else that comes with muscle spasms.

Once every couple months I have to visit with my doctor. He has a little device that he scans it with to check the battery level, medication level, and dosage. When it gets low on medication they just use a syringe with a needle and they are able to fill it up. One downside is that when the battery dies it requires replacement but it’s good for several years.

I hope this helps you or somebody you know on the journey through life! Please like comment and share with the world. Thank you thank you thank you!

Don’t forget… If donkeydidit… You can too!

What do you think Uncle Donkey should invest in if he had $1,000 to invest?

If I had $1,000 to invest what should I put it towards? Should I invest in merch for my website/blog and brand it as Uncle Donkey’s Tales? Should I do it and rather than put the name of the site on it just use a little picture? Should I invest in resale instead? Or should I do something different entirely? Please please if you ever comment on my page now is the time I need your opinion. Please comment and let me know what you think I should do. Thanks!

Being Thankful is Vary Important!

Don’t ever forget to stop and be thankful for everything you have. Even for just the smallest of things. The shitty thing about life is that all of us, you, me, your neighbor, everyone… We are out buzzing about playing with our pets, taking our kids to the park, out on a walk, or at work… We are literally just rippin along doing whatever the hell we need or want to do and we struggle to remember to stop,

take a deep breath,

look around and observe what can be seen,

soak everything in,

and remember to be thankful. Thankful you’re able and allowed to be where you are, doing what you’re doing at the current time you’re doing it.

Just remembering to do that could completely change the trajectory of the entire day! On top of that It could always be worse. You could have much less… You could literally have nothing. It’s the small things that are hard to be thankful for. You can’t succeed or have any success in life if you don’t stop and remember to be thankful for what you do have and what you have been through first. I’m talking about the good and the ugly, the pain and the sorrow. Be thankful for the good times because they’re easy and the bad times because, though they are hard, they taught you a lesson and made you stronger. For example…

My ex wife and I made the worst mistake ever and spontaneously moved across the United States to Knoxville Tennessee from Boise Idaho when we were 18. Thankfully, at this time, my stepson was the only one of our three children born at this point in our lives though still a big responsibility. I was promised all this work by my ex’s dad and he did not follow through with it. I was forced to walk up and down busy highways with my stepson on my shoulder applying for job after job with no success. I tried everything! It was such a miserable time of my life. All I wanted to do was be able to provide for my family and everywhere I turned was a dead end. There were many times my ex and I went without food just so that my stepson was able to eat and that is no joke.

My ex and I would get in these gnarly arguments about it. About how I needed to find a job and all I could do is tell her that if we were in Boise it wouldn’t be a problem. I would tell her that if we were back in Idaho I would be able to find a job without any sweat. Somehow we stayed together through it all and managed to live in Tennessee for a whole year. That means the three of us made it a whole year living in the projects on a waitresses salary. Back then a waitresses salary was like $2.50 an hour before tips. It took what seemed like forever but, we were finally able to come up with the money to buy bus tickets to get back home. In fact I think we used her tax return to pay for bus tickets to get back to Boise.

I have to say though, If it wasn’t for that struggle and deep painful heartache I had to go through, I would have never learned that no matter what under absolutely no circumstances do I ever, put a woman and child of any kind in such a vulnerable position where I am jobless. I’m a man for crying out loud and it is supposed to be my job to  care for and protect my family. I’m supposed to be the one putting food on the table! Especially when I willingly and knowingly took on the responsibility to care for a woman and child. I also learned another very valuable lesson in this and that is that if I ever want to quit one job, then  I already need to have a second lined up and only quit one job for another job if the pay or benefits are better. Otherwise… There’s no point.

I’m thankful I had to go through that though because I learned so much about my ex, my stepson, and especially myself!!! On top of that it made my romantic relationship with my ex even stronger especially once I started working and proved to her that I knew that I had to get to work and provide for her and her son. While we were in Tennessee and I couldn’t find work, I just remember, I wanted to work so bad that I would have done anything. Living that one year in Tennessee without a job made me so hungry, Just hungry to provide for my family, hungry for work, hungry for money, hungry to do anything to show that I wanted to provide and I was willing to work, hungry to succeed, and hungry for any kind of work. I didn’t care if it was McDonald’s or if it was some kind of hard physical labor. There was only one thing in the world I wanted to do at this time of my life and that was hurry up and get my ass back to Boise so that I could provide for my new little family like a real man should. Making enough money so that my ex could be a stay-at-home mother. We did finally make it back to Boise and as a matter of fact, for a couple years, that’s exactly what they did. My ex became a stay at home mom and I just worked my ass off.

There was so much misery but somehow Through all the hardship we managed to make it back to Boise and I almost instantly went back to work. I worked my ass off and finally, they were able to stay at home. Not long after we made it back to Idaho, I found a job, I was able to get to work, and before I knew it, I was providing for my family. I actually felt like I was doing what a real man should do. Finally I had self worth. I absolutely enjoyed going to work every morning. Now my daughter has been born and I just feel like a very adult man doing the right thing. No matter how hard I had to work I always had the energy to get through it. If for some reason I was exhausted or stopped to second guess my job all I had to do was stop and think about my ex and the kids and that would be all I needed to get back on the grind. Not only did that trip to Tennessee make me hungry for work it taught me I cannot do anything to get fired. It also taught me that if I can’t see a future with this job or the job I’m moving into… Then what the hell am I doing other than wasting my own as well as other people’s time…

Thank you for reading and I hope you can relate! A positive outlook results in positive work and positive work turns into a positive result. Don’t ever forget… If donkeydidit… You can too!

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Why does it always happen like this?

If you’ve been following along then you know I was on bed rest for 5 months while I healed a pressure sore. I got off bed rest January 8th 2024. As you can imagine I was tired of being cooped up inside my house. That being said I was eager to get outdoors and go and do things besides go to doctor’s appointments and such. Since around about mid March, the weather where I live (Boise, ID) has really been quite nice.

With the weather being so nice lately, it’s a great time to do annual maintenance on your vehicle. I am pretty damn knowledgeable when it comes to working on cars and I have a pretty good success rate when it comes to diagnosing issues. That being said, around about the 1st of April, my brother brought his two cars over for oil changes, both my sisters have two cars that I had to diagnose and fix, and my mother’s car as well. All of their cars are running flawlessly and you would never know that just a couple months ago they ran like a bunch of Clunkers. Hell my sisters Hyundai Santa Fe sat for over 11 months in her driveway because nobody could fix it until she asked me. My mom’s Pontiac G6 sat for just over a year because she stopped driving due to health issues. Both cars running premium right now. You would never know

That brings us to last Wednesday. May 22nd 2024. One of my brothers came over that morning and we were tinkering around in my garage. Actually we were trying to find out what was wrong with my track chair. That morning it was in the 50s so it wasn’t too warm and it was just cool enough to be too cold. Especially as a quadriplegic with no ability to warm his body temperature without a source of heat. Because I was cold, we opened the garage door and I got in my vehicle to start it up and use the heater to keep me warm so I could continue to help my brother with the project we were working on and keep him company.

Well I got in my vehicle, got turned around and got situated in my wheelchair, and I was talking to my brother while he went to shut the door. This is a minivan we’re talking about, and I’m talking about the rear passenger side sliding door. As he went to shut it, it completely came off track dropped about 4 inches and twisted so that it was now coming in contact with the rear passenger side Tire. This resulted in my vehicle being absolutely undrivable, inoperable, useless. The door won’t shut, it won’t go back on track, and simply removing it is not an option.

As we started to investigate and attempt to fix the door it was like something was constantly fighting against us. You could just tell something wasn’t right. This intern caused us to start investigating. Why won’t this door go back on track, why won’t the door shut properly, why did this happen in the first place??? That’s when we got the tape measure out. After a few minutes it was easy to realize that my handicap accessible wheelchair van was bending in the middle. Between the front tire and the rear tire, the chassis or the body of the vehicle is bending in the middle towards the ground. It is a half inch out of square. This has made my vehicle completely inoperable, unusable, broke down, and to be honest, I think it’s going to be totaled out. I’m not sure we will see what they say but I’m still waiting to hear from my insurance company.

The reason for my question, why does it always happen like this? Is because I have literally fixed six different cars in the last month and a half for free and out of the kindness of my heart, only to be screwed and left stranded in the end. I got my vehicle in 2014 when it only had 2500 miles on it. Today it has just over 51,000 miles on it and until now not one of those miles has it ever left me stranded or broke down on the side of the road. So why is it that every time I reach out to help somebody, every time I do something kind, every time I act selfless, or every time something good or great happens in my life, the second I actually start f#@$king enjoying myself, shit hit the fan?

My van has been so reliable and so dependable. We’ve driven it across the country with no issues, take it on road trips that are several hundred miles long without being the slightest bit concerned. I can basically fix anything on a vehicle, well I guess I can’t because I’m a quadriplegic but I used to be able to and now I just explain the process and watch other people do it step by step to make sure they’re doing it correctly until the job is complete. The one time it actually does break down, it happens in a way that I could not fix. It happens in a way that is most likely catastrophic, unfixable by anyone or cost more than the vehicle is worth. What is up with that?

With all that being said I’m stuck at home with no ability to go anyway however I’m not letting it get me down. There is no need to sit around and dwell on things you have no control over. I’m not letting it ruin my day that’s for damn sure. Anyhow thank you for reading if you have any questions or advice feel free to hit me up but for now, always remember… If donkeydidit… You can too!

I cosigned on a car for a lady I was dating…

Describe a decision you made in the past that helped you learn or grow.

I started dating a lady back in 2021… Things were going well and for quite a while we got along great. She had three kids and she was constantly driving them around picking them up from school taking them to their friend’s house and things like that.

Now she had two cars but they were both older and pretty beat up. Before too long they were both broken down and I was letting her drive my vehicle while they were being repaired. We would get one fixed and it would break down again and it just started becoming a pattern.

I realize she’s a single mom with kids and she needed something reliable… She didn’t have good credit so there was nothing she could do about it on her own. I had good credit at the time, so being the nice guy I am, the guy that goes out of his way to help others, I decided to cosign on a car for her. A few months later, her and I broke up.

I didn’t tell her to give me the car or threaten to take it or anything like that, I’m not that kind of person. I just told her to make sure she makes the payment so my credit doesn’t get messed up. Surprisingly, up until recently she was really good about making the payment. Well now I’m learning why everyone told me I should never cosign on anything for anybody. She’s missed a couple payments and I’ll just tell you my credit score dropped 46 points. It’s safe to say I’ve learned my lesson and I won’t be doing anything like that for anybody again

When a stranger helped me after I almost drowned

Describe a random encounter with a stranger that stuck out positively to you.

I was cruising around in my track chair at this gravel corey with one of my old caregivers. If you don’t know what a track chair is it’s a power wheelchair with tracks on it like an army tank. They’re designed for people that are wheelchair bound to get out and go more places and have more freedom. Places their regular wheelchair won’t go.

I was driving along and everything was going great. You just stopped to talk to this guy that was out walking with his son as he was amused by my chair. We were on this path and it started to go downhill slightly. All of a sudden I hear a loud click noise and suddenly my chair turns hard left and I start shooting straight down a really steep hill. That’s all fine and dandy except I’m a quadriplegic and I’m all harnessed up and tight into this chair and at the bottom of this hill is a big deep pond.

I’m doing everything I can to get this chair to stop and it won’t. All the way down the hill I’m just imagining the water all the way up over my head seeing bubbles cross in front of my face. Somehow by the grace of God the chair stopped when the water got up to my chest.

I was able to remain calm as my caregiver was absolutely losing it. Trying to holler for somebody clear on the other side of the gravel quarry. I managed to get her attention and calm her down. I told her to go get that guy we had just talked to.

He came over to me and I explained to him how to unstrap me. I had to tell him to get my phone out of my lap as it was underwater and I needed it. Once he successfully unstrapped me from my harness, he picked me up and carried me all the way up this hill. He stuck around until my ex-wife got there with my other wheelchair and even thanked me for teaching his son a valuable lesson about being calm in a stressful situation.

So how’s that for a random encounter that stuck out positively? Let me know in the comments. Thanks for viewing and have a wonderful day! If donkeydidit… You can too!

We accidentally hit someone with my car and somehow he didn’t get hurt…

Back when I was still married, I wasn’t feeling good so my wife was taking me to the hospital. It was super late at night and it was dark. We were cruising along when we noticed a silver Dodge Caravan stopped in the right hand lane about 200 feet ahead.

I told my wife to slow down just in case something was wrong. This is a 4 lane road, we are in the left inside lane closest to the middle and the silver van was in the right hand lane closest to the edge of the road. We were both traveling the same direction.

She started to slow down to what I would say was about 15 miles per hour. As soon as we got next to the silver van this guy pops up with a skateboard and goes to run across all four lanes on this road. He didn’t see us and by the time we saw him it was too late.

Boom… We hit him. Before we even had time to react he popped back up and continued to run across the four-lane road like nothing even happened. So here we are stopped in the middle of a four-lane road in the middle of the night just completely stunned at what just happened.

We rolled the window down and we hollered… Are you okay, are you okay!?  He turned around hollering… I’m okay ma’am I’m okay and we just sat there in shock. We sat there for probably 5 minutes and then we finally continued on to the hospital.  I spent the next 3 days just waiting for the police to show up at our house to take a report or something. Thinking that guys adrenaline would wear off and he would find out he was hurt and file a police report.

About a month later we were washing my car when we noticed there was a dent in the hood. Actually it’s more like a crease. It’s not very noticeable unless you really look but it definitely took some force to make it happen. It’s still there today. I’m super thankful that guy didn’t get hurt! I bet he learned a lesson about not just bolting across a four-lane road.

Anyhow, thank you for reading and don’t forget, if donkeydidit… You can too!

5 things that bring me happiness?

What are 5 everyday things that bring you happiness?

Out of the five things that bring me happiness I would have to say my kiddos are number one. After that, sitting at number 2 I would have to say music. I have 2 15 inch subwoofers in my car and I’m always jamming out. Next would probably be the sunshine and beautiful days because they make me feel so amazing. Number four is definitely helping and teaching people how to work on and repair their vehicles. I love working on vehicles! Last but not least I would have to say my clothes, when I dress nice I feel nice!

Uncle Donkey can’t wait for summer and it’s almost here

I can’t wait for summer. Ever since I broke my neck I have a really hard time staying warm and I constantly sit in front of a space heater. Winter is really hard on me and I pretty much have to stay home all season long.

For some reason every winter it seems like I’m in and out of the emergency room and it does something to my health. I can go all summer long without going to the emergency room once, but the second winter gets here boom.

I lost the ability to sweat when I broke my neck so I have to be careful during the summer. I can overheat really quickly. If I’m going to spend any time outside I have to constantly spray myself down with cool water and hang out in the shade as much as possible. That doesn’t mean I’m not excited for the summer though. There is so much more to do. It is kind of hard because my kids are constantly wanting to go swimming and stuff. I can only spend three or four hours outside on 100° day because of the fact that I do get overheated so quickly, but they understand and have adapted over the years.

Even during the summer if I spend too much time inside with the AC going I have to turn on my space heater. If I do get overheated it takes me a long time to get cool down and it gives me anxiety and all kinds of stuff.

I can’t wait for the barbecues, hanging out by the fire pit, going on mountain road trips, and hanging out by the Lakes. All the fun things to do with my kiddos, friends, and family. Summer’s in Idaho are quite enjoyable.

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