You get to choose...

Which blog entry to read today! Or, I suppose you can read both, but I won't mind if you only pick one. I mean, I DO realize we all have lives with actual important stuff to do, don't we? *plops down at computer desk, waiting for answers*

Be prepared, number two is freakishly long, and not extremely entertaining, but I wanted to get it all down, because it was fun to reminisce about.

Blog entry number one: My Valentine *waves to Jen*

Where do I start? I believe it was the winter of 2005. It was a cold, and lonely afternoon, when I first realized we had something special. Though I had seen her around OT, I was always a little too shy to approach her. Then, as fate would have it, one night she was in the bar, just sitting there. Her eyes were glazed over, and her speach was slurred...*swoony sigh* and we started to talk. Really talk. I mean, we even talked about reality TV. Who does that? Who meets one night in a bar, and then finds themselves in a deep conversation about television? It meant something to me. I think it did to her, too. So later, on that winter day, we were blogging (yes, we had progressed to blogging together) and somehow, it came up that we each needed a Valentine. It took all my courage to ask her. It took her less than a second to decide. Yeah. We were meant to be. I just love my Valentine. Today, all this time later, and we are still going strong. We've met, kissed, and then today, she even helped me downoad some pictures onto blogger for me. *smile* I'm keeping my Valentine. I lvoe her!

Blog entry number two: My birth story *waves to Zombs*

Well, when I was 5 months pregnant, my parents found out I was expecting. I have no idea how I hid it so well. Well, yes, I do. Big boobs! LOL. Anyhow, at 6 months along, I went in for an ultrasound, (my first Dr. appt) and the technician told my mother to sit down. She then pointed to the screen and said, "see this? That's baby number one..."
After the out of body experience I had right then, I noticed my mother was being unbelievably calm. I guess she felt she had to be, so that somebody was! I have almost no memory of it, but they said I started crying, grabbed my breasts and was saying "I can't breastfeed TWO!".
Anyways, I had wanted to be surprised as to the sex of the baby, but after that surprise, I decided that was enough. She told me I was having a boy, first, and I was on pins and needles waiting for news on the other one. I wanted a girl so bad! Eventually, she confirmed I was having one of each. I was pretty happy with that.

Eventually we learned that I would need a c-section, since the babies were breech and transverse. The Doctor wanted to schedule it for August 9th, and I begged him to reconsider. For some reason, it was unacceptable to me, to have their birthday be on that date. I am not saying it's rational, but it's how I felt. He agreed to change his schedule and come in on the 10th, for me.

August 10th comes and well, when it's a surgery like this, there are not many surprises. It was over pretty quickly, really. Couple interesting sidenotes;

One, the catheter caught me completely off guard, and resulted in me crying from the shock of what they'd just done to me. And? They shaved me first. Bastards.
Why did they need to shave me?? They didn't even ask. I thought that was very rude.

Second, the IV. Well, again, totally caught me off guard. It hurt really bad, as I was expecting it to be just like a regular shot. I had NO idea it was different. Didn't go over too well.

Third, the epidural sucked. I had two babies in me, and they needed me to bend all the way over. Eff that! I couldn't bend a little bit over. What were they thinking? It felt like a cold metal rod was being shoved up my spine. Not so good.

Right after the doctor performed the cesarean, he said (as if I wasn't awake) "well, at least one of them is cute". WTF? Next thing I know, somebody brings my son over to me. I noticed that he was completely perfect looking. Which meant? DD must be the ugly one. *sigh* I didn' care too much. I mean hey, it's my baby, I'll love her no matter what, right?

They wheeled me into the recovery room,where I was supposed to be comfortable for the next few hours, since that's what the epidural stuff does. Wrong. The pain came searing across my belly like nothing I had ever before, nor since, felt. It felt like fire was slicing a line in my abdomen. Unbelievable. I couldn't focus, and was trying to convey to the nurse that I was not ok. But, according to my chart, I was fine. *eye roll* "Nope, you should be fine for a while, honey", she says. They brought a baby to me, to nurse. I put my hand up, pushing the baby away, saying (again) that I was not ok. It was hurting so bad I thought I might die (really!). The nurse looked really confused, but finally ordered something that came in a syringe. She poked it into my thigh and the next thing I knew...*happy sigh* I was all good! In fact, I was too good! Much to my DH's dismay (then DBF) I couldn't remember his name. LOL.

Anyhow (almost done, hang in there) after the drug prevented me from certain death, I was ready to see the ugly little baby girl. I was bracing myself when they brought her over. I was watching everyone else's reaction to her, trying to read their faces, but they were only smiling. When I saw her, I was shocked. She was perfect. Beautiful! Like a little pixie doll, everyone said. Pixie dolls were before my time, but it sounded cute. lol!
I realized then, that the doctor actually meant that my SON was the unattractive one. And in hindsight, ok, he was a little odd looking. Like an alien, I guess. Huge eyes, big mouth, big nose, all on a tiny 5lb 9oz body. (DD was 5lbs 15oz)
Both babies were healthy, didn't need oxygen or anything. It was a relief. I was ok, and sent home after two days. It was amazing to me how you lose all sense of privacy, and pride even, when in the hospital. People come in and tell you to spread your legs, and you do it. I dunno. Not so unusual I guess. LOL. I had to take a shower, and they expected the babies' daddy to help me, and I freaked out. Are you kidding me? I had just had two babies and they thought I would let him see me naked? I might have lost some pride but um, no thanks! My mom helped me. I went home and started breastfeeding. Such was my life for the next 5-9 months. They both quit after that, much to my dismay, actually. I loved breastfeeding! (DS quit at 5 months, and DD at 9 months, after I left town overnight)

I guess that is pretty much my baby story. Thanks for reading! It was fun to share. :)


















I had the kids at 37 weeks, if I remember correctly. Please keep in mind that I was highly anemic, and look terrible. I'm surprised I'm even sharing these, lol!



















This was me, and my new life, when I got home. I was a feeding machine! Looks like I have hairy boobs, huh?











Just love this picture. They were pretty new here, and very skinny looking.












Here, they were ten days old. We went to a wedding.

Questions (of the smutty variety)

Okay, so it's been too long since we've had a good overshare, so I figured it's time to make up for that. *grin*

1. Orgasms. Good or bad? Just kidding, we all know the answer to that one. How many, though? One per session?

2. Personal time. How often? Does your sex life play a role in the need to "take care" of yourself?

3. Snuggling beforehand. Yes or no?

4. Snuggling after. Yes or no?

5. Make up sex. Worth the fight?

Bonus question

6. If your child comes into the bedroom during the act, do you A) continue, B) ask the child to leave, or C) have a family hug? *smile* *waves to Boo*

Peep Meet With Pics

Yay! On Saturday, I was able to finally meet our cherished Catt, and her friend, Dingus. They were in my town, on unofficial business, and happened to be eating at a nearby little restaurant that I've heard of, but had never been to before. We were planning on meeting around 3pm, but as I was driving along the freeway, I got caught in some nasty traffic. It could only mean one thing; a nasty car accident. I was preparing myself for seeing some carnage of some sort, and after at least 20-30 minutes of crawling through the two miles, I approached the moment of dread. I steeled myself, and took a good, hard look. After getting past the cop cars, and the CalTrans workers who were helping with the accident, I was able to see the gory mess. Millions of PEARS spilled across the freeway lanes. LOL! I was a half hour late because of some stinkin' pears! Anyways, I finally got to the destination, and after finding parking, I was so rushed that I left my car parked without paying the meter, so halfway to the restaurant, I had to run back and pay. *whew* I was so hot and sweaty by the time I showed up. Dingus had stepped out, and it was just Catt, sitting at the bar. She was all smiles, and we quickly hugged, and then got right down to it. We seemed to have lots to talk about (yes, that means YOU). Dingus came back in, and we got a table, where we spent another ? I have no idea how long I was there actually. I had paid for 1 hour and 45 minutes on the meter, and it had expired by the time I got back to the car (thankfully, no ticket!).

Catt and Dingus were very... *thinking* real. They had a natural air to them, that made me feel very comfortable. I felt like I'd known Catt forever, and it was very pleasant getting to know her better, in person. Dingus was just as funny in person, no, make that funnier, in person, than he is, online.

Catt, next time you come up this way, I'd love to do it again! Thank you guys, for waiting around for me, and making it memorable.

Dingus, me and Catt

Question

Does anyone have any idea why my blog won't allow me to add pictures? I'm desperate!

Answers...

And like I said in the last comment on the last entry, thanks for all the great answers and guesses. You all keep me laughing, and I appreciate that!

So, here are the answers...

1. Do animals masturbate?

As most of you guessed, YES, they do. Interestingly, (according to Professor so-and-so, from whats-that-place, head of the Neurobiology something or other) many male animals touch and lick themselves to achieve an erection, but only primates masturbate to the point of ejaculation. I know, we all needed to know this, right? Female mammals also masturbate, and some primates have been observed perfecting the art of using a stick.
*sidenote* The blue whale has a penis that is 11 feet long. */sidenote*

2. Is it true that you cannot die in a dream?

Short answer: NO. Long answer: Maybe. Distress during dreams can cause an elevated heart rate, which for people with heart conditions, can be fatal. 20 percent of heart attacks, and 15 percent of sudden cardiac deaths, happen between Midnight and 6am. Interesting. However, rest assured,(heh) wet dreams are far more common than death dreams, so enjoy your sleep.

3. Can squirting breast milk in a baby's eye help a clogged tear duct?

I'm thinking we can all just go with Coco's answer, but I'll check the book...OK, so basically, it says to see a Pediatrician. It mentions the massaging (good job, Coco!) and wiping the discharge from the duct. It does say that because breast milk has antimicobial components, you *can* put some on your finger and gently place it in the corner of the draining eye. Ick.

4. Why do older people fart more than younger people? *looks at carey*

One theory is that old people just don't care as much, and let the flatulence fly without any regard for where he is. Loss of muscle tone also occurs, often causing the person to lose some control of when and where it happens.

As much as it pains me, I'll share some euphanisms that the book authors thought were amusing;

Cutting the cheese (duh)
Sneezing in one's pants
Floating an air biscuit (huh?)
Doody burping
Killing the canary (another, huh?)
Sphincter whistling
Colin bowlin'
The scented scream (ok,this one made me lol)


5. Why do your eyes water when you poop? <--WTF!?

The theory is, it's the same as when you yawn. While pooping or yawning, you scrunch up the muscles in your face, and the contraction of the muscles can force the tear ducts and glands to be compressed, forcing out tears.

Ok, enough about pooping and farting. *makes disgusted face*


6. Why don't you get goosebumps on your face?

Kim guessed right. It has something to do with where we generally have more hair (hence the goosebumps being on the arms and legs). There was more on this subject, but I'm too tired to get into it. If you really want more details on this one, ask, but otherwise, I'm satisifed with the answer. :)

have you ever wondered...?

Why Do Men Fall Asleep After Sex?

That *points up* is the title of the new book I bought. It has some very odd and some very funny questions in it. I thought I'd post a couple questions here and see what answers you can come up with (without cheating!). I'll come back and post the answers that the book gives, later. Don't have to answer them all, but try to do one or two at least, just for fun. :)

1. Do animals masturbate?

2. Is it true that you cannot die in a dream?

3. Can squirting breast milk in a baby's eye help a clogged tear duct?

4. Why do older people fart more than younger people? *looks at carey*

5. Why do your eyes water when you poop? <--WTF!?

6. Why don't you get goosebumps on your face?

Informal Poll

Happy Monday, everyone! Hope you all had a great weekend. I had a very lazy weekend, myself. I saw two movies, Material Girls and um *mumbleAcceptedmumble*. *embarrassed*
My DH and I were the oldest ones in the theater for the second movie. For Material Girls I took DD and a friend of hers, and her friend's mom came also. It was fun, but the movie was just ok, with a plot that's been done to death. Anyhow, other than that, I didn't even leave the house much, and just did almost nothing. It finally hit me tonight that I have only one week until the kids are back in school, and I still have lots of school shopping to do. Ack! On to the Poll...

Because I have to start what I call my Nazi Diet today (or tomorrow, depending where DBF and I go for dinner tonight), food has been on my mind. I started wondering about you all, and had a few questions, just because I am curious.

• First, do you drink regular or diet soda?
• How much water do you drink, daily?
• Is your weakness sweets, carbohydrates, or something else?
• While watching your weight, do you consume alcohol? *waves to Catt and Carey* ;-)
• Have you actually ever wondered how many calories are in certain bodily fluids? (because I've read that question being asked before, and it really shocked me!)

*sigh* I have to go on a field trip with one of my kids at the end of the schoolyear, to Headlands (which is somewhere near Carey, I think?) and one thing they do is a pretty big hike, from what I hear. I need to be in much better shape before then, so as not to embarrass myself (or the kids, lol) Wish me luck!

*let the cravings begin...*

Just for my Valentine...

I rode the Tilt-a-Whirl yesterday at the State fair. *grin* Did it make me sick? Yes. But I didn't actually vomit, so that's ok. The fair was nice, but OML it was expensive! With my brother, we spent $60 on ride tickets and between the 6 of us, we went on a total of 4-6 rides, if you include the big slide and a fun house. And that wasn't even *all* of us, every time. Jeez. Besides that, we bought the kids a shaved ice and DB got a drink. I think we easily spent $100, after the kids each got a funnel cake/fried twinkie. Anyone had one of those fried things? They have fried Oreo's and Twinkies, and even a new Krispy Kreme sandwhich, that has chicken in between a donut. *gag*

Do you guys go to your state fair? Is it ridiculously expensive?

Edited to add ~ These are the entertainers this year! I doubt I'll see any of them, but who would YOU want to see? Anyone? I'd love to see REO Speedwagon, to be honest, and even Rick Springfield


Kenny Loggins

Fab Four (A Beatles tribute)

Loverboy

Boyz II Men

REO Speedwagon

Lifehouse

Collective Soul

Sinbad (comedian)

Village People

Rick Springfield

Ted Nugent

Sawyer Brown

Tesla

Ciara

*sigh*

Well, I started my update about my weekend, but one, I couldn't get the damn pics to load, and two, my spell check wouldn't even work. I hate computers. I did a system restore recently and ever since then, it hasn't worked right. *sigh*

So instead of my fascinating weekend update, how about I ask a couple questions that have been on my mind?

1. How normal is it to have a crush on someone for years, and then have it fall to peices when you finally spend just a little time with them, and realize they are a freakin' human after all? *sigh*

2. How normal is it to be 30 years old, and feel too petrified to leave the guest room where you are staying, because you know you are in trouble for getting home late, the night before?

3. How normal is it to make your children get out of the river they are playing in, because you are pretty sure an alligator could be in there, and ready to snap up one of the kids?

4. Who here can go on amusement park rides and not get sick? I can do the Ferris Wheel, but not the Tidal Wave/ Magic Carpet thing. *puke*

5. Who here has ever had an Indian Taco? Do you generally like carnival type food?

6. If you're going to send someone a gift certificate, do you *personally* feel as though there is some minimum that should be given, or is any old amount acceptable/"normal"?

I'm back! Yay!

I missed you all! I left Thursday, and got back late tonight (Sunday). I have lots of pics to share, and stuff to say (about the trip) but mostly, tonight, I just want to know;

a) was I missed? b) who missed me the most? c) did I miss anything?


*so happy to be back*
*excited about the OT prom*
*smooches for everyone*

Need Help!

Ok folks, I'm leaving town first thing tomorrow morning, and before I go, I have to get a gift for my mom. I'm going to a family reunion thing we do every year, and every year we all draw names so we can buy an anniversary gift for that couple. I picked my parents. I had already bought this little painting/drawing thing that my dad loved, from an antique place, and I'm having it re-matted and framed, but I'm drawing a blank for my mom. I need ideas. Something cheap, and preferably, something that won't add to the clutter all over her house. I went into a local spa and the package prices were outrageous. Nothing under $200, I'm pretty sure. I love her and all, but um, I'm on a budget. Dad's gift will end up costing me well over $100, by the time it's all finished, so now I'm stressed because I don't want her to think I didn't care as much about her...*sigh* Anyways, any good ideas for something I can buy *today* that's relatively inexpensive?

I have waited until the very last minute to do all the stuff I should have been doing all week. I have to clean the kitchen, fold mountains of laundry, pack for the kids and myself, clean the rest of the house, and get the gifts prepared. The kids and I will be leaving DH at home, and he'll join us either Friday night or Saturday morning. I can't wait to make the drive myself, this year! I'll take lots of pics to share, when I get back.

You all have a great rest of the week, and a great weekend, too!

No more wisdom teeth ---Continuation

WooHoo! Even though I'm still in pain, I can open my mouth a whole lot more tonight! This makes me very happy. Also, I have never wanted popcorn as much as I have since Friday, when I was specifically told I must not have any. *pout* When do things go back to normal???
And? For the first time in, well forever, I can have Vicodin without it making me sick. Now? I kinda like the stuff. Dont worry! I'm not getting addicted or anything, but man! It sure takes the pain away. And Yay! I can open my mouth again!!!


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So, as I posted last time, I was going to have my last two wisdom teeth removed. When I went in on Friday, I was pretty nervous. I knew that they would want to use general anesthesia, as opposed to a local. I was ok with it, but for some reason, completely blanked on the fact that that meant I'd need to have an IV put it. *slaps forehead* When they mentioned it, I panicked a bit, and asked if they could at least rub that numbing stuff over the skin first, but they said no. :( I was laid into the chair, and he started the IV (which to my shock, was not bad at all). I noticed almost immediately that I felt weird in my head, and I asked if that was normal. He said yes.

The next thing I knew, I was being woken up by the assistant, who was telling me it was all over. I'm not sure if this is normal, but I started crying the second she woke me up. I was shocked of course, since it felt as though I'd just sat in the chair, but also, I think deep down, it felt wrong that it was over, when I didn't even have to open my mouth or anything. It feels weird to know that they did all that to me, while I was completely unconscious. I know that's the point, but still. It freaked me out. So I was crying, and wobbly, and she led me to a recovery room. Without thinking, I took my phone from my purse and tried calling a friend of mine. She didn't answer, and I realized right after that that it was a good thing, since my mouth was full of gauze and I couldn't talk anyways, LOL. I felt really nauseous, and told her I might throw up, so she laid me down, and it eventually passed. My DH came shortly after that to pick me up, and took me home. I think I slept for a while after that.

Since then, I've been taking Vicodin/Lortab and Tylenol #3, alternately. While on the drugs, I'm feeling pretty good, though quite drowsy. The left side of my cheek/jaw area is swollen, and I look too funny to go out. :( Oddly, the other side (where he also removed a tooth) is completely fine, as though nothing happened. He said it was because he had to remove a lot of bone on the left side, since the tooth had grown in sideways. *yuck*

So, who here still has their wisdom teeth? No problems with them?

Several things...

Ok, first thing. We've been having our guest (or kids) bathroom remodeled for almost three months now. I won't even get into why it's taken so long, but anyhow, we were almost done with it yesterday, when (as we have completely come to expect by now) a couple things came up. The electrical for the fountain can not be completely hidden in the wall. It wouldn't be safe or something. So now, I have to have a black box (basically the plug itself) on the outside of the wall, down low, near the floor. I can deal with that. Then the light/exhaust fan combo that will be mounted on the ceiling, cannot be perfectly centered, due to the support beams running through the roof. I'm totally ok with that, too. Here's the big problem. The vanity light fixture has been installed for a while now, and the vanity itself, as well. The contractor was waiting to hang the mirror until we painted, which we did last weekend. Well, when he hung it, they centered it under the light fixture, and not over the faucet. Ideally, it should all line up together, I think, right? The problem is, it doesn't. We never noticed that the center light was not directly over the faucet, until the mirror was hung. Now, I am completely beside myself, not sure what to do. To me, it is *unacceptable* to have the mirror and faucet not aligned, but it's also pretty horrifying to not have the mirror and light fixture lined up. *big sigh* So, why are the men ok with this, and I'm the one who's upset? What do you think? Here's some pics, to show what I mean.

Second thing; I was awake all night last night with the. worst. tooth pain. ever.

Fortunately, they got me in quickly today (I love my dentist) but unfortunately, they couldn't help me. They referred me to an oral surgeon, because the pain is coming from my wisdom tooth (which was supposed to come out years ago) and it now has a cavity. I'm going on Friday, and hopefully they'll remove both my lower wisdom teeth, so I can just be done with it (the uppers were taken out years ago). Wish me luck. I won't be able to comment when I get back for a day or two, as everything I say will sound funny. ;-)

Third thing; Big Brother. Ugh! Ok, I know that Janelle did not make the smartest move ever, but I have to say, she was a target before she nominated Diane. Anyone else who won HOH would have put someone in the BB6 alliance up, probably starting with her, as she is one of the strongest players. Other than James, the rest of her alliance is still with her, and nobody else should matter. Other than Marcellas, the rest were targeting her anyways. I don't know. I guess I'm bitter because I hate that my favorite players are on opposing alliances, and it stresses me out, LOL!

speaking of ickiness...

I just finished a bag of pretzel sticks. Blech. I think I just gained four pounds of water weight.

and furthermore...I was wondering how you all get when you have PMS? Is it ugly? Do you eat more, a day before your period? Do you gain water weight? Do you get headaches, or cramps? How bad is it, and how long does it last?

My mother had the worst PMS I have ever seen. She'd get downright ugly, and was not pleasant to be around, at all. *shudder*

I? Get a headache, sometimes a migraine, right before I start. I also eat like I am a bottomless pit, the night before. The cramps are not too bad, but were much better when I was on the pill. *sigh* I almost can't wait for menopause.

Actual update

Is RTVW loading really slowly for everyone else, too??



Thursday night, I became a new Aunt! :) My younger brother's GF went into labor, and we headed to the hospital around 10pm. She didn't have the baby until about 2:30am, on Friday. We didn't get home until 3:30 that morning. *yawn* It was funny because I've been so careful not to get too attached to this baby, because I have such a strained relationship with DB and DBGF, but the moment I saw that little boy, tears came to my eyes and I just melted. My brother (ever the tough guy) was doing all the baby talk to his son, right in front of everyone, which felt so strange, but really nice and sweet. I went home happy and tired that night.

Then tonight (Friday night) we went back to the hospital to visit them, and this time, all the reasons came flooding back to me, as to why I just shouldn't become too attached. BM (baby's momma) was breastfeeding when we got there, and apparently had been for almost two hours. She kept saying he was still hungry, but everytime I looked at him, he was just sleeping there, on her breast. When she'd move a little, he'd wake up enough to latch on again, but not actually nurse. *sigh* When my brother finally went in to ask when she'd be done, saying that people had been waiting for a while, her response was, "well they can just wait" but she said it with such a nasty attitude. I found out that earlier in the day, her mother had come by and was handling the baby in a way BM didn't like, and she ripped her mom a new one. Her mom was furious, saying she'd successfully had four kids of her own. Anyways, I figure some of this will change, once BM gets more used to being a mother (I hope). The problem is, none of this surprises anyone, since it's typical of her.

They came home from the hospital yesterday (Sunday) and they came to my mom's house for a family dinner. I was impressed that they came out at all, and even though she was a little uneasy (what new mother isn't?) I am hopeful she will lighten up. She admitted that if anyone is holding the baby and it starts to cry, she starts to cry and can't handle it. Anyways, it's been a long time since I was a new mother, and because I had two, a lot of things were not an option for me (such as being the only one to hold the baby, 24/7) so maybe it was almost easier for me, as I was never tempted with the idea.

Here's a couple pics of him, the day he was born. I like the second picture because it shows him looking at me, and I was so impressed with how alert he was. He watched everyone, and turned his head towards voices. I don't remember mine doing that, but maybe they did. I don't know, I just thought it was cute. His name is Ryan James (first and middle, both family names)

edited to add ~ I noticed the timeline is all screwy, because I started this entry the other night. Sorry for the confusion.

Temporary update...need opinions (serious only) ;-)

Ok, so here's the thing. I? Believe in Bigfoot. In order to believe in Bigfoot, you have to also believe in lake monsters. Which brings me to...the Loch ness Monster. *grin*

Please watch this and tell me what you think. I know it's not "proof", as nothing besides a body, ever will be, and I know it's not even really clearly anything in particular, but I found it fascinating. I'm holding out hope that there is something large, and unusual in that lake.

Edited to add another link, here. This was filmed in Turkey. Weird.

Updates

I'm not sure how many things I have to update about, but I'll try to cover the few that I can think of right now;

• Spiders ~ I am happy to report that I have not seen any more spiders in the house. I have no idea why it was such a bad spider day before, but I am not complaining. :)

• Psychiatrist ~ I saw her again last week, and this time it was a little better. I didn't like that she started by asking what I wanted to talk about, though. Felt like she didn't have any idea about what I needed, and I really need her to take the lead, I think. She used an analogy I liked, comparing suppressed feelings to a beach ball, being held under water. She said the longer we hold them in, the more powerfully they are going to emerge, and without control as to which direction they will go (like the beach ball).

• Fight with DH ~ well, the fight was over right after it started, but there is still the lingering tension, that will likely not go away. We don't argue a lot, but we annoy the hell out of each other, constantly.
  

• Brother with Pittbull ~ I saw him tonight for the first time since the day I took the kids. Someone brought up the dogs, and how they like to swim. I made some small talk, expressing interest in his animals (because I realize he loves them) but nothing was said about that day. It was a real relief to me. I almost didn't invite them to the dinner tonight, because there are always (usually) problems with them, but tonight, it went really well, and I'm glad I called him. I also realized later that this was probably the last dinner we'll have with them, before their child is born.

• CMA Music Festival ~ I don't even listen to country as a rule, but my DD likes it, so I decided we'd switch between that, and a Bigfoot show. I've decided that I would like to sleep with Dierks Bentley and Trace Adkins. *smile*

Syren's Baby Pool...

::bump::

Please, if you haven't already, check out Syren's baby pool. Might be on page two right now...


...has been posted on OT. Please go over and give it a guess.


Syren is going to be a great mother (again). She sets a great, strong example, and yet has that fun-loving attitude that every kid should be so lucky as to have in a mom. I could not be happier for her or for Steve, who will be a wonderful father (as his boys would attest, to). I wish them all the best, and an eternity of happiness.

I'm back! (yes, I was gone)

Well, I had a wonderful weekend! I was able to get away, by myself, and totally veg, ALONE! DH agreed to let me leave for the weekend, so I got a hotel (here in town) and enjoyed true solitude. The hotel, which was recommended by a friend, was perfect. It had a DVD player, CD player, a kitchen and was just really extra nice. All the linens were nicer then the normal stuff, and the decor was very pleasant and modern. I got pretty wasted the first night, and remember stumbling around, naked. I let some random guy in the room and had my way with him. We had insane, fantastic sex, all night. /fantasy] Well, I did drink some rum and coke. *grin*

I watched Love Actually, Just Friends, Imagine Me & You, and Shopgirl. I still need to finish Shopgirl, so I don't know yet if I liked it or not. The second night I was there, I decided to leave my comfort zone, and go out to get food. I called it in from Olive Garden, and went there to pick it up. As I was driving into the parking lot, some woman ran up to my car, asked if I spoke English (WTF?) and then started rambling about her car overheating, having three kids stuck out here in the heat, and needing $18.50 for cab fare, to get her home. I *honestly* did not have any cash, which I told her. Her response? She points in two directions and says, "there's an ATM over there, and over there". Ummm. Then she tells me her phone number, as "proof" that she was legit, and offers to get in the car with me while I go get cash. I put my hand up and firmly said NO! Anyways, I needed to park and get out, so I felt pretty trapped, not wanting to face her after denying her $, so I reluctantly said I'd get some cash for her. I walked up the small hill to bank #1, and realized as I got there that the ATM was down. So she walks with me as I head to bank #2. Thankfully, she stayed quite aways back while I did the transaction. Otherwise I would have had to tell her to back off, as that would have made me feel really uncomfortable. I gave her the $20 and wished her luck. I was really anxious to get out of there and back to the safety of the hotel after that. That? Is why I am not a big fan of going out in public alone.

What would you have done? Do you think she was scamming me? I even asked her where her kids were when she started following me, since I didn't want her to leave them, and she pointed *somewhere* and said her 12 year old was watching to two younger ones. *shrug* I'm not sure I care whether it was a scam or not. I just needed to get away from her, and that was all I felt prepared to do (as opposed to telling her no, and listening to her go on and on).

The weekend went way too fast, and I was actually not thrilled to come home, though the kids were happy to see me. And DH was too, of course. I'm not sure being alone full time is for me, but for the weekend, it was wonderful.

edit to add~ I did not like Shopgirl. In fact, I might even say I hated it. I won't give anything away, but it was not how I had hoped it would end.

Ickiness and spiders

Ickiness; I got in a huge fight with DH yesterday. It was pretty bad, though we don't actually yell or anything. We are completely calm when we fight, but we have really ugly feelings inside, and I don't show emotion as much as he does, so that's make it worse. I have no idea how things stand right now. I guess we keep plugging along... *sigh*

Spiders; Well, it started when I noticed these little black things all over my wall, above the computer desk. Bigger than ants, and blacker, too. I scanned the area, and realized that they were baby spiders, freshly hatched. There was an area in the built-in entertainment area where there must have been an egg, and there were even more spiders over there. Without missing a beat, or even batting an eyelash, I got the bug spray, and quietly and efficiently exterminated them. *flexes Super Woman muscles*
Then, as I was taking a shower, I noticed that on the floor, in the tub (well, shower pan, really) there was a medium sized blonde spider. I jumpe, ...er, I calmly stepped up on the seats in the shower, straddling them, and used a cup filled with water to wash it down the drain. As I was up on the two seat thingys, I saw through the frosted glass door, another spider, dropping down from above, attached to it's web. It was a matching blonde spider. It landed on the towel bar (well, DH's towel, to be specific). I opened the other door, and took my towel off the towel bar, and tossed it to the sink. That's when I noticed a DaddyLong Leg spider, in a web, by the ceiling. It had a zillion (what I think are) babies sitting in the web. *sigh* Time to move, I guess.