Last year we couldn't believe the difference a year made, little did we know what was in store for this year.
We've gone from a family of two to a family of four, at least for now. I appreciate you helping me help my sister and niece. Without our effort, I'm not sure either would have a good chance at a decent future. I know it's not easy to adjust to such a big change, especially for you, but I appreciate you working with me.
I know I'm a bit more bitchy towards you than I should be sometimes, but it's hard for me to filter my thoughts at times. It's probably one of my biggest flaws. It'll probably be on my list of "to work ons" for the rest of my life. Please forgive me.
We've booked a hotel for tonight. I'm looking forward to recreating the magic from two years ago. Dinner, movies, and lots of sex. I love you with all of my heart and wouldn't want to ring the new year in with anyone else by my side.
Thank you for all that you do for me, for us, and for the girls. I love you.
Thursday, December 31
Wednesday, December 30
A Year In Review, 2009!
In January, I started out making a resolution to work out using my Wii, which lasted all of 11 days. We also witnessed as our nation's first black President was sworn into office. Out of the blue, I got a phone call from M. He called to tell me he had read my blog and wanted to apologize for all that he had done. I also had my first of only two cycles this year.
In February I was feeling a little depressed and unmotivated. I missed my family. Then, I found out A might be moving in with us for a bit. I also met NYEBoy's dad for the first time.
In March we went to pick up A. My tooth began aching pretty bad on the way back home. We enjoyed spending time with A. We took her to the lake and the park. We also took her to the beach for the first time. I also turned 25.
In April, I ruined my second iPhone on the way to the beach. A went back to TN. My mom turned 50. And we adjusted back to our life of being two.
In May, NYEBoy wrapped up his first year of grad.uate school and we began our summer filled with twists and turns. We also began house hunting. I sent my mother an email for Mother's Day telling her to get therapy, but she never even acknowledged receiving or reading it, but I know she got it because she didn't talk to me much afterwards. We found out my Aunt K had can.cer again, this time it was rec.tal. I started working out again, except this time it only lasted 7 days. I also met @kristencmcd for the first time. I ended the month with a horrible bout of food poisoning which was pretty rough.
June was a little bit calmer than May. Our search for a house was halted since NYEBoy's father wasn't coming stateside for awhile and A turned 3.
July decided to be the biggest life-changing month of the year for sure. We kicked off the month by celebrating my 5 years of TTC. We convinced my sister to leave Thugboy and to move in with my Aunt and Uncle.
As August arrived, we decided it would be best if K and A moved in with us. We had a scare with residency issues with NYEBoy, but that quickly resolved. We registered K for school and began her first college semester. We met NYEBoy's boss at the beach while they were down for a family vacation. I also got to meet the lovely Deb of Deb On The Rocks. I also opened up ALIGab, a chat room site specifically designed for the adoption, loss, and infertility community. I also lost my beloved Uncle G.
In September, my tooth began to give me more trouble again. I was busy helping K with her studies. I also had my only other cycle of the year this month. K, A, and I also ended up catching Swine Flu.
In October I finally tackled the clutter that had become my house. Although, it's still a work in progress. NYEBoy turned 27. I finally broke down and got my tooth removed that was causing a lot of pain. And A was a rockstar for Halloween.
Throughout the entire month of November, I dealt with a painful recovery of the tooth removal. We enjoyed lots of family time as the girls were getting ready to leave us for a month beginning in December. I also cooked Thanksgiving for everyone and I even exploded a pyrex dish.
In December I started drinking less coke, which is huge for me. I met my brother and dad to drop off the girls. NYEBoy and I spent two weeks alone. I had a reaction to a new medication that sent me to the hospital. I helped an old lady who cussed like a sailor. And I came back to TN and enjoyed a relaxing 10 day visit with family and friends.
As 2009 comes to and end, and 2010 rings in, I'll be spending some much needed time locked in a hotel with NYEBoy having lots of sex without worrying if someone will hear us. I hope 2010 brings happiness and good health. I am blessed more than I know even when times are tough.
In February I was feeling a little depressed and unmotivated. I missed my family. Then, I found out A might be moving in with us for a bit. I also met NYEBoy's dad for the first time.
In March we went to pick up A. My tooth began aching pretty bad on the way back home. We enjoyed spending time with A. We took her to the lake and the park. We also took her to the beach for the first time. I also turned 25.
In April, I ruined my second iPhone on the way to the beach. A went back to TN. My mom turned 50. And we adjusted back to our life of being two.
In May, NYEBoy wrapped up his first year of grad.uate school and we began our summer filled with twists and turns. We also began house hunting. I sent my mother an email for Mother's Day telling her to get therapy, but she never even acknowledged receiving or reading it, but I know she got it because she didn't talk to me much afterwards. We found out my Aunt K had can.cer again, this time it was rec.tal. I started working out again, except this time it only lasted 7 days. I also met @kristencmcd for the first time. I ended the month with a horrible bout of food poisoning which was pretty rough.
June was a little bit calmer than May. Our search for a house was halted since NYEBoy's father wasn't coming stateside for awhile and A turned 3.
July decided to be the biggest life-changing month of the year for sure. We kicked off the month by celebrating my 5 years of TTC. We convinced my sister to leave Thugboy and to move in with my Aunt and Uncle.
As August arrived, we decided it would be best if K and A moved in with us. We had a scare with residency issues with NYEBoy, but that quickly resolved. We registered K for school and began her first college semester. We met NYEBoy's boss at the beach while they were down for a family vacation. I also got to meet the lovely Deb of Deb On The Rocks. I also opened up ALIGab, a chat room site specifically designed for the adoption, loss, and infertility community. I also lost my beloved Uncle G.
In September, my tooth began to give me more trouble again. I was busy helping K with her studies. I also had my only other cycle of the year this month. K, A, and I also ended up catching Swine Flu.
In October I finally tackled the clutter that had become my house. Although, it's still a work in progress. NYEBoy turned 27. I finally broke down and got my tooth removed that was causing a lot of pain. And A was a rockstar for Halloween.
Throughout the entire month of November, I dealt with a painful recovery of the tooth removal. We enjoyed lots of family time as the girls were getting ready to leave us for a month beginning in December. I also cooked Thanksgiving for everyone and I even exploded a pyrex dish.
In December I started drinking less coke, which is huge for me. I met my brother and dad to drop off the girls. NYEBoy and I spent two weeks alone. I had a reaction to a new medication that sent me to the hospital. I helped an old lady who cussed like a sailor. And I came back to TN and enjoyed a relaxing 10 day visit with family and friends.
As 2009 comes to and end, and 2010 rings in, I'll be spending some much needed time locked in a hotel with NYEBoy having lots of sex without worrying if someone will hear us. I hope 2010 brings happiness and good health. I am blessed more than I know even when times are tough.
Wednesday, December 23
Monday, December 21
Lost and Found
As we were getting ready to go to dinner Saturday evening, the doorbell rang. At the front door was an old lady who was lost and confused. She didn't know where she was at. She was apparently detoured because of a run going on downtown, they had two major streets shut down. I called @kristencmcd freaking out then I called 911.
After calling 911, we waited for an officer to arrive. I had her sitting on our stairway, because my house is a wreck since I was in the middle of cleaning before my trip to the ER. We gave her a bottle of water and offered her some food. She told me her name. I found out she had four kids, but she had to think about that one. She insisted on us not calling any of her children, because she didn't want to "hear it all night". She kept asking me what my name was. She was a grandma of my own heart. She cussed. A lot. There's seriously nothing funnier than an skinny old lady cussing about life. Bless her heart.
When the officer arrived, she told the officer she was "all fucked up" but hadn't been drinking, yet. The officer took her outside, checked over her car and made sure it was locked. She asked me if it was okay to leave it here overnight and I told her it was. We buckled her into the backseat of the cop car and the officer took her home. Her car was gone by this afternoon, so I am assuming all is well.
The whole time we were helping her, I couldn't help but think about an elderly patient of mine who disappeared two years ago. I couldn't help but think, what if she does have something wrong with her? What if she didn't come to my house, but went to someone else who wouldn't help her? What if she had an accident while she was driving around trying to figure out where she was?
I'm just very happy that she found us and we got her safely back to her house. I do believe she came to us because we're one of the few houses in the neighborhood with Christmas lights. As @kristencmcd told me when I called her back, "Someone will be very happy to have their Grandma back." Indeed my friend, indeed.
After calling 911, we waited for an officer to arrive. I had her sitting on our stairway, because my house is a wreck since I was in the middle of cleaning before my trip to the ER. We gave her a bottle of water and offered her some food. She told me her name. I found out she had four kids, but she had to think about that one. She insisted on us not calling any of her children, because she didn't want to "hear it all night". She kept asking me what my name was. She was a grandma of my own heart. She cussed. A lot. There's seriously nothing funnier than an skinny old lady cussing about life. Bless her heart.
When the officer arrived, she told the officer she was "all fucked up" but hadn't been drinking, yet. The officer took her outside, checked over her car and made sure it was locked. She asked me if it was okay to leave it here overnight and I told her it was. We buckled her into the backseat of the cop car and the officer took her home. Her car was gone by this afternoon, so I am assuming all is well.
The whole time we were helping her, I couldn't help but think about an elderly patient of mine who disappeared two years ago. I couldn't help but think, what if she does have something wrong with her? What if she didn't come to my house, but went to someone else who wouldn't help her? What if she had an accident while she was driving around trying to figure out where she was?
I'm just very happy that she found us and we got her safely back to her house. I do believe she came to us because we're one of the few houses in the neighborhood with Christmas lights. As @kristencmcd told me when I called her back, "Someone will be very happy to have their Grandma back." Indeed my friend, indeed.
Friday, December 18
ER
If you know me, you know it takes a lot for me to take medicine or to go see a doctor, much less go to the ER. (Anyone remember me totaling my car and refusing medical treatment on the scene two years ago?) Last Friday I went to the doctor for a minor issue that I knew I had to take medicine for. The doctor agreed it was what I had, no big deal, just take this medicine. The whole conversation was maybe 3 minutes. The medicine is $150, but I couldn't not take it. It's just a once a day pill that you take for 30 days.
Over the weekend, I started getting really nauseous and dizzy. I also had a really painful headache. I didn't think much about it since I've been getting painful migraines over the past year and we have family history of them so I tried my best to sleep it off. On Tuesday I didn't take my pill because it says to take with a large meal and I didn't really eat a big meal that day. (Don't you just love my bargaining? Don't you remember when I had pneumonia and tried to bargain with the doctor that I would take meds during the week so I could party with the girls on the weekend? Lol)
Wednesday evening I took my pill shortly before heading out to eat with NYEBoy. Halfway through our meal, my headache came back, as did the nausea and dizziness. Once we arrived home, I went upstairs to lay down. After calling @kristencmcd and a few family members, I was convinced to go to the ER.
When we arrived at the ER I told the check in lady I thought I was having a reaction to a new medication I was taking. Within a minute a nurse was triaging me at the desk asking me a million and one questions. I went back to the triage room to get my BP, pulse, and temp taken. They put me into a room and the doctor came in a few minutes later. He told me the medication I was taking was indeed a bad medicine and there was nothing to do for it. He examined my neck and head which hurt like shit.
We arrived back home with my filled prescriptions around 11 pm. I only took a quarter of a Vicodin because I've seen too many episodes of Intervention, along with my muscle relaxer, and anti-nausea medicine. I promptly passed out. I woke up around 8 am with the same pain so I upped the Vicodin to half a pill and I took a muscle relaxer.
While I was awake, I called the doctor's office to find out why no one returned my emergency call last night and to see if I could get another prescription called in or to see if they wanted me to stick with what I was taking and to try to counteract the side effects. The lady on the phone told me she wouldn't be able to talk about anything over the phone and I would need to come in and pay $100 again. Are you fucking kidding me? The issue I went in for initially did not require more than a 3 minute conversation. Why the fuck would I need to have another 3 minute conversation and pay another $100 to discuss this? I expressed my concern with this, explained to her that I did not have insurance and had spent over $300 since Friday on something that is so minor. She asked for my pharmacy number and told me she would call me back after speaking with another doctor since the doctor I saw was on vacation until Monday.
I passed out shortly after hanging up the phone. I woke up around 7 pm last night feeling pain free for the most part, but a little loopy. Okay, a lot loopy. We tried to go to dinner, but while we were out my headache came back a little bit. I came home and slept until 2 am. I woke up pain and loopy free.
Today, I'll be going to the doctors office to raise hell about nothing being called in for me. I NEED another medicine for what I have, but I can't deal with the pain, dizziness, and nausea for 25 more days. I expected this from the health department, but not from a regular doctors office. If they don't help me I'll probably drive over to the health department. Even if they are shitty and I do have to be an advocate for myself, I at least know I'll walk out of there with a prescription.
Over the weekend, I started getting really nauseous and dizzy. I also had a really painful headache. I didn't think much about it since I've been getting painful migraines over the past year and we have family history of them so I tried my best to sleep it off. On Tuesday I didn't take my pill because it says to take with a large meal and I didn't really eat a big meal that day. (Don't you just love my bargaining? Don't you remember when I had pneumonia and tried to bargain with the doctor that I would take meds during the week so I could party with the girls on the weekend? Lol)
Wednesday evening I took my pill shortly before heading out to eat with NYEBoy. Halfway through our meal, my headache came back, as did the nausea and dizziness. Once we arrived home, I went upstairs to lay down. After calling @kristencmcd and a few family members, I was convinced to go to the ER.
When we arrived at the ER I told the check in lady I thought I was having a reaction to a new medication I was taking. Within a minute a nurse was triaging me at the desk asking me a million and one questions. I went back to the triage room to get my BP, pulse, and temp taken. They put me into a room and the doctor came in a few minutes later. He told me the medication I was taking was indeed a bad medicine and there was nothing to do for it. He examined my neck and head which hurt like shit.
We arrived back home with my filled prescriptions around 11 pm. I only took a quarter of a Vicodin because I've seen too many episodes of Intervention, along with my muscle relaxer, and anti-nausea medicine. I promptly passed out. I woke up around 8 am with the same pain so I upped the Vicodin to half a pill and I took a muscle relaxer.
While I was awake, I called the doctor's office to find out why no one returned my emergency call last night and to see if I could get another prescription called in or to see if they wanted me to stick with what I was taking and to try to counteract the side effects. The lady on the phone told me she wouldn't be able to talk about anything over the phone and I would need to come in and pay $100 again. Are you fucking kidding me? The issue I went in for initially did not require more than a 3 minute conversation. Why the fuck would I need to have another 3 minute conversation and pay another $100 to discuss this? I expressed my concern with this, explained to her that I did not have insurance and had spent over $300 since Friday on something that is so minor. She asked for my pharmacy number and told me she would call me back after speaking with another doctor since the doctor I saw was on vacation until Monday.
I passed out shortly after hanging up the phone. I woke up around 7 pm last night feeling pain free for the most part, but a little loopy. Okay, a lot loopy. We tried to go to dinner, but while we were out my headache came back a little bit. I came home and slept until 2 am. I woke up pain and loopy free.
Today, I'll be going to the doctors office to raise hell about nothing being called in for me. I NEED another medicine for what I have, but I can't deal with the pain, dizziness, and nausea for 25 more days. I expected this from the health department, but not from a regular doctors office. If they don't help me I'll probably drive over to the health department. Even if they are shitty and I do have to be an advocate for myself, I at least know I'll walk out of there with a prescription.
Wednesday, December 16
Show & Tell: Local Fame
Last month I shared the website of People of Walmart. Much to my surprise, I saw someone I know!
Shocking, right? Not nearly as shocking as the picture!
(Please, no children!)
Now, before you think this is a once in a lifetime shot, it's not. This guy rides his bike, just like that. Often. Imagine seeing THAT while trying to stay in your lane on the street!
Next time you're in Talla.hassee, take a ride down Apalachee Parkway and keep an eye out for Grandpa! He's such a sex machine.
Shocking, right? Not nearly as shocking as the picture!
(Please, no children!)
Now, before you think this is a once in a lifetime shot, it's not. This guy rides his bike, just like that. Often. Imagine seeing THAT while trying to stay in your lane on the street!
Next time you're in Talla.hassee, take a ride down Apalachee Parkway and keep an eye out for Grandpa! He's such a sex machine.
Tuesday, December 15
The Crazy Shit She Says: Wet Pants
When we're home during the day and able to, I often make A lay down for a rest time with hopes that she'll take a nap. Sometimes she just watches cartoons for 2 hours a little bit, sometimes she actually falls asleep. Shortly after laying her down she came back into my office to have a frank conversation with me.
A: Want to know why my panties are wet?
Me: Why?
A: Because I just peed on myself.
She's been potty trained for well over 18 months. This is the first accident she's had in over a year, too. She just cracked me up with how matter of fact she was. Luckily we just had to change her panties and not her pants or my sheets!
A: Want to know why my panties are wet?
Me: Why?
A: Because I just peed on myself.
She's been potty trained for well over 18 months. This is the first accident she's had in over a year, too. She just cracked me up with how matter of fact she was. Luckily we just had to change her panties and not her pants or my sheets!
Monday, December 14
Oh, Brother
My brother made it to Mem.phis where he was supposed to stay for a few weeks, then he was going to come here to move. Last week, he informed us he was heading back to Ut.ah. WTF? He's going back to Ut.ah to a girl who called him while he was driving to Mem.phis to tell him she fucked another guy HOURS after he left. WTF?
I think my Mom had a bit to do with this. I don't think she wanted him to come here. So, when the whore's dad called begging him to come back to Ut.ah my Mom told him we had enough on our hands and to go back. WTF?
What's he going back to? A whore? A shitty house? An $8 per hour job? He's older than K, he needs to be making better decisions about his future. I really am disappointed with his decision. He leaves Mem.phis to go back to Ut.ah this morning.
I'm disappointed. I was really hoping he could get his life on track to a better future. I feel like we took a big step to get him to leave, but now we're taking three steps back since he's going back. Another big reason I'm pissed that he's going back is that he didn't even have the decency to stay through Christmas. He knew we were coming up next week, but wanted to leave sooner to go back to her. Her, a whore who feeds his alcohol addiction.
I think my Mom had a bit to do with this. I don't think she wanted him to come here. So, when the whore's dad called begging him to come back to Ut.ah my Mom told him we had enough on our hands and to go back. WTF?
What's he going back to? A whore? A shitty house? An $8 per hour job? He's older than K, he needs to be making better decisions about his future. I really am disappointed with his decision. He leaves Mem.phis to go back to Ut.ah this morning.
I'm disappointed. I was really hoping he could get his life on track to a better future. I feel like we took a big step to get him to leave, but now we're taking three steps back since he's going back. Another big reason I'm pissed that he's going back is that he didn't even have the decency to stay through Christmas. He knew we were coming up next week, but wanted to leave sooner to go back to her. Her, a whore who feeds his alcohol addiction.
Friday, December 11
It's Done, Son!
NYEBoy is officially done with the semester. Wow. We're 1.5 years into a 5-6 year venture. i don't really want it to slow down, because the sooner he finishes, the sooner we can get medical assistance with our infertility, but man it's flying.
Can I just close my eyes and wake up with NYEBoy holding his degree??? I wish. Sort of.
Can I just close my eyes and wake up with NYEBoy holding his degree??? I wish. Sort of.
Thursday, December 10
Goals
While the girls are gone, I have a lot to get done. We're leaving in about two weeks, so I have to hurry!
Here's a list of my goals. We'll see how far I get. I'll edit each time I knock a goal out.
Clean foyer
Steam clean floors
Clean kitchen
Clean downstairs bathroom
Clean K's room
Go through A's clothes
Clean living room
Vacuum floors
Clean office
Clean upstairs bathroom
Clean our bedroom
List 400 things online (Might be dreaming a bit here. Ha!)
Blog 5 days a week
Shower
Go Christmas Shopping!
Wash car
Finish Paintings
Have lots of loud sex
Okay. I should be able to get most of this done. We'll see. NYEBoy gets needy around here when he's home so I'm hoping he doesn't get mad when I tell him to leave me alone so I can get some work done. lol
Here's a list of my goals. We'll see how far I get. I'll edit each time I knock a goal out.
Clean foyer
Steam clean floors
Clean kitchen
Clean downstairs bathroom
Clean K's room
Go through A's clothes
Clean living room
Vacuum floors
Clean office
Clean upstairs bathroom
Clean our bedroom
List 400 things online (Might be dreaming a bit here. Ha!)
Blog 5 days a week
Shower
Go Christmas Shopping!
Wash car
Finish Paintings
Have lots of loud sex
Okay. I should be able to get most of this done. We'll see. NYEBoy gets needy around here when he's home so I'm hoping he doesn't get mad when I tell him to leave me alone so I can get some work done. lol
Wednesday, December 9
Show & Tell: Holiday Treats
This week for Show & Tell I am going to show, tell, and ask you all about Holiday treats! I'll go first.
My dad's family (for the most part) are all living in or around Nash.ville. When we were younger, we would go visit them once every few years. One year we went up around Christmas. I am pretty sure it was there where I fell in love with Haystacks. We got a cookbook of my Grandmother's recipes one year and inside, was the recipe to those haystacks.
I loved that book. My father would never let us cook out of it or take the book to my mother's though. One day, I stole my book and have kept it on my bookshelf since. It wasn't his book. It was my book. He got his own copy.
Inside, mine is addressed to me and it says "Good recipes, wonderful memories, and lots of love. I love you, Granny."
I hope to make a trip up to visit that side of the family next summer. We'll see. It's been years since we've visited with them.
I'm lazy this week. I stole this picture off the internet, but, you get the idea!
Haystacks
2/3 c. Peanut Butter
12 oz. Butterscotch chips
3 oz. can chow mein noodles
1 c. chopped walnuts
3/4 c. marshmallows
In a double boiler, melt peanut butter and chips. Mix in noodles, nuts, and marshmallows until well coated. Drop by teaspoonfuls on wax paper. Place in refrigerator to set.
I also like to melt some white chocolate and drizzle it across the tops. They are so delish!
Now, here's your turn. What holiday treat can you not live without? I'm always on the look out for something new toburn, screw up make.
My dad's family (for the most part) are all living in or around Nash.ville. When we were younger, we would go visit them once every few years. One year we went up around Christmas. I am pretty sure it was there where I fell in love with Haystacks. We got a cookbook of my Grandmother's recipes one year and inside, was the recipe to those haystacks.
I loved that book. My father would never let us cook out of it or take the book to my mother's though. One day, I stole my book and have kept it on my bookshelf since. It wasn't his book. It was my book. He got his own copy.
Inside, mine is addressed to me and it says "Good recipes, wonderful memories, and lots of love. I love you, Granny."
I hope to make a trip up to visit that side of the family next summer. We'll see. It's been years since we've visited with them.
I'm lazy this week. I stole this picture off the internet, but, you get the idea!
Haystacks
2/3 c. Peanut Butter
12 oz. Butterscotch chips
3 oz. can chow mein noodles
1 c. chopped walnuts
3/4 c. marshmallows
In a double boiler, melt peanut butter and chips. Mix in noodles, nuts, and marshmallows until well coated. Drop by teaspoonfuls on wax paper. Place in refrigerator to set.
I also like to melt some white chocolate and drizzle it across the tops. They are so delish!
Now, here's your turn. What holiday treat can you not live without? I'm always on the look out for something new to
Tuesday, December 8
The Crazy Shit She Says: Remembering
I met my brother and father outside of Montgomery, AL today to drop the girls off. They are still driving thanks to lot of rain and storms, but they are on their way back home! I miss A, already. (and K, too) I have the house to myself for a few hours tonight as NYEBoy is working at school wrapping up some final exam type project. The house is eerily quiet. Who wants to come over?
A hasn't seen my brother in over a year. Every time she talks to him on the phone or on Skype, she reminds him that it wasn't nice of him to steal her blocks the last time they saw each other. This was the conversation my brother and her had as soon as we met up today.
Bro: Wow, you are beautiful.
A: *smiles*
Bro: Come here.
A: *leans over from paw-paw's arms and falls into my brothers arms*
Bro: *laughs* Do you remember me?
A: *smiles* I remember you stoled my bwocks from me.
We all cracked up. This kid never forgets a thing.
A hasn't seen my brother in over a year. Every time she talks to him on the phone or on Skype, she reminds him that it wasn't nice of him to steal her blocks the last time they saw each other. This was the conversation my brother and her had as soon as we met up today.
Bro: Wow, you are beautiful.
A: *smiles*
Bro: Come here.
A: *leans over from paw-paw's arms and falls into my brothers arms*
Bro: *laughs* Do you remember me?
A: *smiles* I remember you stoled my bwocks from me.
We all cracked up. This kid never forgets a thing.
Monday, December 7
Weaning
It sort of just happened. In part because I started consuming something new, but also in part because of my double chin and ever expanding waist line are embarrassing me. I've been drinking at least 2 liters of soda a day for over 10 years. At some points, I would consume 2-2 liters or a twelve pack of cokes in a day.
About two weeks ago, I started drinking the tea at home. With the exception of maybe once or twice, I haven't had coke at the house in about two weeks. That's a huge deal for me. It would probably bring tears to my grandma's eyes.
It's not easy, though. I know if I want, I could go downstairs right now, pull a 2 liter out of the fridge and pour it over ice and drink two cups in about five minutes. I can feel the burning sensation it would cause my tongue and throat. I know how refreshing it would be. I know it sounds crazy, but I swear I am addicted to coke. I feel like the polar bears during the Holiday season who open the coke and gurgle it down. I could TOTALLY go for that right now. *Ahhhh...refreshing*
But, I'm trying. I'm trying for the sake of my body. I can't stand being fat and this is one of my largest calorie consumers.
It's worth it, right?
About two weeks ago, I started drinking the tea at home. With the exception of maybe once or twice, I haven't had coke at the house in about two weeks. That's a huge deal for me. It would probably bring tears to my grandma's eyes.
It's not easy, though. I know if I want, I could go downstairs right now, pull a 2 liter out of the fridge and pour it over ice and drink two cups in about five minutes. I can feel the burning sensation it would cause my tongue and throat. I know how refreshing it would be. I know it sounds crazy, but I swear I am addicted to coke. I feel like the polar bears during the Holiday season who open the coke and gurgle it down. I could TOTALLY go for that right now. *Ahhhh...refreshing*
But, I'm trying. I'm trying for the sake of my body. I can't stand being fat and this is one of my largest calorie consumers.
It's worth it, right?
Sunday, December 6
One More Chance
The first few weeks of school, K didn't want to study. Once the bad grades started rolling in, she realized maybe she needed a little help. We studying our asses off for several weeks. Each test would come in and she would still barely squeak by with a C or even still, sometimes an F. She stopped studying with me because she felt like she didn't need to, I guess. I checked her grades tonight because her last exam is tomorrow. What do I see? An F on a Math test last week. An F on a test she said she didn't need my help studying for.
So, I asked her, do you need help studying for your exam? Nope. Her reply was NOPE. I called my Mom pissed off. Mom told me to ask her again. I did. I got another nope. WTF? It's elementary math for fuck sake! The only thing she has to do with her life right now is STUDY! We pay the bills. We provide shelter, food, and family time. The only fucking thing we ask is to study and get good grades.
She's only getting one more chance. One more semester. If she acts like a bitch this next semester, we're cutting her off. She's not down here for shelter. She's down here to get a degree. She just needs to swallow her pride and get some shit done.
I'm so sick of being the "mean older sister" who only wants to make her "study". I wish she would realize how many other people would LOVE a chance to get a degree without the worries of bills and money, especially if they have a child.
So, I asked her, do you need help studying for your exam? Nope. Her reply was NOPE. I called my Mom pissed off. Mom told me to ask her again. I did. I got another nope. WTF? It's elementary math for fuck sake! The only thing she has to do with her life right now is STUDY! We pay the bills. We provide shelter, food, and family time. The only fucking thing we ask is to study and get good grades.
She's only getting one more chance. One more semester. If she acts like a bitch this next semester, we're cutting her off. She's not down here for shelter. She's down here to get a degree. She just needs to swallow her pride and get some shit done.
I'm so sick of being the "mean older sister" who only wants to make her "study". I wish she would realize how many other people would LOVE a chance to get a degree without the worries of bills and money, especially if they have a child.
Wednesday, December 2
Show & Tell: Sweet Tea
As you probably know, I have a coke addiction. I've been drinking at least 2 liters of coke a day for years. No, really, since I was a teenager. Trust me, there is no doubt in my mind why I am a fat ass, but it's hard to resist an ice cold coke.
That was until last week, at least. I love sweet tea. i just can't always make it fresh with the right amount of sugar. Last week while I was at Sam's picking up some things for our Thanksgiving menu, they were passing out samples of Tradewinds Teas. I think my heart skipped a beat. I hate bottled, old tea, but Tradewinds Tea taste like it's fresh brewed. It's amazingly delicious and refreshing! You can check out their site to see the nearest store that sells this liquid goodness.
That was until last week, at least. I love sweet tea. i just can't always make it fresh with the right amount of sugar. Last week while I was at Sam's picking up some things for our Thanksgiving menu, they were passing out samples of Tradewinds Teas. I think my heart skipped a beat. I hate bottled, old tea, but Tradewinds Tea taste like it's fresh brewed. It's amazingly delicious and refreshing! You can check out their site to see the nearest store that sells this liquid goodness.
Tuesday, December 1
The Crazy Shit She Says: Exercise Coach
I started working out again yesterday after...well, a long time. More on that later.
This conversation was between A and I while I was working out today.
Me: *grunting* 35..36...37...FUCK IT! This shit hurts.
A: Are you stopping?
Me: I don't know yet. I'm tired.
A: Well, you only hab to face yourself.
Me: Thanks kid. You're totally right. *turns Wii off*
This conversation was between A and I while I was working out today.
Me: *grunting* 35..36...37...FUCK IT! This shit hurts.
A: Are you stopping?
Me: I don't know yet. I'm tired.
A: Well, you only hab to face yourself.
Me: Thanks kid. You're totally right. *turns Wii off*
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