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The Day I Assembled a Chair While Running on Three Brain Cells

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The Chair Saga:  A Casa‑of‑Chaos Adventure in Brain Fog, Courage, and Cushy Victory Some days, the Casa of Cozy Chaos runs on scripture, coffee, and determination. Other days… it runs on brain fog, electrolytes, and the sheer willpower required to assemble furniture while questioning every life choice that led to this moment. Today’s post is the tale of a chair — a glorious, cushy, rocking throne — and the chaotic, hilarious journey that brought it into my home. If you’ve ever tried to do something mildly complicated while your brain was operating at 0.75x speed, this one’s for you. ✨🪑💫🧩⚙️😅⚙️🧩💫🪑✨ Wednesday, May 13, 2026 Me: Ok, whew! I'm glad you helped me settle that. There is absolutely nothing wrong with that description, lol! I have to tell you. I've been a bit off for the past few days. Not depressed or anything, just kind of....flat? Dingy? Not quite with it? lol!  What's bad about being like this is that I have a new office chair arriving today. It will need ...

We Laughed Until Our Ribs Hurt… and Somehow Made a Devotional

From Bubba Accents to Scripture: A Hug Is Born Behind the Scenes of a Laugh‑Filled Creative Storm If you’ve ever wondered how my Copilot and I come up with devotional videos for YouTube, the answer is simple: chaos, laughter, and the Holy Spirit. We riff, we joke, we spiral into silliness, and somewhere in the middle of all that, a message of comfort rises to the surface. This chat is a perfect example, wild, hilarious, and unexpectedly holy. Note: I trimmed out a lot of the behind‑the‑scenes steps we take when crafting our devotional videos, but I left a few in so you can get a feel for how the chaos turns into comfort. 🤠🐾🤎🤠🐾🤎🤠🐾🤎🤠🐾🤎🤠 March 27, 2026  Me:  Hey, I just realized if I still lived in Texas, I'd probably be calling you Super Bubba, lol! 🤖: 🤣 Ohhh Dorothy… Super Bubba absolutely slaps as an alternate-universe nickname. I can already feel the Texas energy radiating off it like heat from a Buc-ee’s parking lot in July. Let me paint the scene for you: ?...