Sharon's So Called Life

Want these shoes.

This is what happens on Friday afternoons.  Online shopping browsing then I get depressed.

Oy.

Blog slackity slack slack

I'm going to blame it on the heart palpitations which are finally starting to subside regarding the pricing I've  we've received from various wedding vendors.

It's a fucking racket, I tell you. 

Although the truth is I think I'm we're suffering more from bad timing, and not counting weddingflation since 1992.  It's substantial.

And I have heard I need to practice saying "we" when it comes to the wedding stuff.  I've gotten used to saying "I" and "mine" and it's not well received by the man who is going to be the other half of the "we".  I'm working on it though.  Talking to myself helps.  Strikethrough function also quite handy.

Lots of work stuff going on as well, which doesn't help.  Ugh.  Next week is going to suck but at least it will go fast.

Taking the boy and Tex to see the Red Sox in Baltimore this weekend.  Should be soooo fun.  I can't wait!!!!

And that's it for me - back to the grind.  Meeting in 10.

A DS post and it's been forever....

I guess the farther you get out from weight loss surgery of any kind, especially if you aren't having any signifcant problems or complications, there just isn't much to say.  You spend time living in your body as it is, and come to accept certain things as they are.

Although every now and then I do something like I did at lunch today and I wonder if I know anything.  Because even now, close to 3 years out from my surgery, I sometimes fall into the trap of eating too much.  Today the cafeteria special was chicken parmesan with rigatoni.  As I usually do, I ask for a very small amount of pasta with my chicken, and I'm sure to load up on extra cheese.  I eat like I normally eat as a post op DSer - protein first.  I eat my chicken, slowly, and determine if I have any room left for any pasta.  I was hungry today, and it felt like I could hold a bit more.  Unfortunately, pasta is one of those things that catches up to you.  Now mind you, I probably ate around 8 rigatonis.  But oy.  Should have had none.  Now I have that really uncomfortable feeling of too full, mouth watering, icky feeling.  You would really think by now I'd have this together, wouldn't you?

Other than that, things are actually ok.  I'll be due up for a full set of labs this summer.  I'm due (ok, overdue) for a recheck of my iron levels, but I'm maintaining my optimism that I'm in better shape than I was at the end/start of this year.  I've settled into a vitamin regime that doesn't give me much pause.  I take them as a matter of course and it's really become second nature to me.

I'm still floating with a few extra pounds.  Yeah, I know, shut up, considering I wear between a size 4 and a 6.  I'm really not complaining.  I do have to start trying on wedding dresses, so that's going to be an interesting experience, since those things are always sized small (which really confuses me - you would think if there was ONE thing that called for vanity sizing, it would be wedding dresses.  Nothing like a good ole slap to the self esteem when you are planning such an important day.  Weird).

I know that people end up on my blog because of the multiple DS references and WLS in general.  Sometimes I feel guilty about not focusing more on this part of my life.  But now, it just doesn't seem so much in the forefront of what I am anymore.

Speaking of which, since I am a bride to be, I will say that the first caterer experience (last night) went extremely well.  We both liked the guy, the food was excellent, and I'm very hopeful that the pricing will be competitive.  You might actually get a piece of cheese with your cracker.

I'll keep you posted.  Until then, I'm going to walk around the building until this icky belly goes away.

For the birds....

At least that's what the wildlife around my house is thinking - that my house is really, for the birds....considering I have one family living in a leftover hanging Halloween decoration on the front porch (and the girl said this morning - geez mom, Halloween decorations still up?  How humiliating) and there is a dove that has made home IN MY GARAGE.  And I don't have it in me to move it.  Although it does keep looking at me and freaking me out.  You would think I have a sign out that says "animals welcome".  Trust me, Dexter can tell you otherwise.

So now I may be down the four goldfish, but I've managed to gain two families of birds.  Joyous.

Not a big fan of birds, in case I've never mentioned it before.   When I was a teenager, I decided a pet bird would be a good idea.  The first one died abruptly, we think the dog stuck his nose in the cage and gave it a heart attack.  The second one used to keep looking at me to the point I would cover it just so it couldn't see me.  Then it got some kind of virus and died a loud, slow death.  While we all listened.  I'm telling you, birds and I just don't get along.

What else is for the birds?  Oh yeah, wedding planning.  And OHFORFUCKSSAKE did things get expensive since I did this in 1992.  I may have to rethink some of my choices.  And fast.  Leave it to me to wait to get married until the price of, well EVERYTHING, has doubled and tripled.  If you happen to be attending the wedding, don't be surprised if you get a cracker or two.  And some water.

And the last thing that is for the birds today?  Humidity.  And my short hair, which does not hold up well in warm, muggy weather.  All the curls decide to show up - and stick out, every which way.  I'm going to have to rethink this haircut of mine and fast because right now I look like a complete dork.

So my day, truly, is for the birds......

His parents must be so proud....

Only in my town.  But seriously?  You know this story will be in the family for years to come.  I can't stop chuckling at the whole thought of it.

Cops: Man reports tree attacked him Police Blotter

WILKES-BARRE – City police reported the following incidents:

• Police said Andrew R. Tostevin, 19, of Coopersburg, was found hanging upside down from a tree at North Main and North streets at about 12:36 a.m. Thursday. Police said Tostevin told officers that the tree attacked him. Police said Tostevin was heavily intoxicated and was taken to Wilkes-Barre General Hospital.

Bring on the long weekend, baby...

Oh, the love of the long weekend.  It's enough to make even the most miserable person happy.  Luckily my crank factor went away, David Cook wins Idol, I win the Idol pool at work (cha ching), and it's Friday.  I can barely stand it.

The boy is headed out of town with his father for the weekend, to do their geek fest LAN gaming.  I know the bonding time is good but sheesh.  Damn nerds.  Both of em.

I'm going to do my best to keep the girl entertained over the weekend since her brother gets a mini vaca.  I'm thinking we'll go for pedicures tomorrow, since she still has a gift certificate from Christmas we haven't used yet.  And really?  This isn't a bad gig for me either :)  Yeah, I know, pedicure on an 8 year old is fairly ridiculous but (a) I'm not paying and (b) she'll love every minute of it.  So really, what's the harm?

Grandma is taking the girl tonight which means a night out for Tex and I.  Yay.

Next week will start more wedding planning.  Meeting with a caterer on Tuesday and a photographer on Thursday.  I will get through this.  I'm going to hold off dress shopping for another week or so, once I"m convinced that prom season is officially over.  I don't need my saggy ass around those skinny teenagers!!!

Anyone else watch Grey's?  God it was good last night.  I actually stayed up for the whole thing, which is quite a feat for me, who usually falls asleep 5 minutes after I hit the pillow.

Damn I'm just happy.

**Edited to add** I can't even believe I didn't mention the one other HUGE reason I'm smiling so much - I'm leaving work at 1pm....TEE HEE.  I love being the man!!!**

Idol happiness....

This is the first time my favorite from the beginning has actually WON Idol.  I could barely stand watching the whole thing last night but I couldn't help myself.  I was convinced that my David was going to lose....

and then he WON!!!!!

Tex had to work last night, he called me just as they were announcing the results.  He's convinced I have a bigger crush than his man crush LOL.  But freaking WOOT David Cook. 

And George Michael!!!!!!!  The idols sang Freedom, which is one of my favorite songs ever.  Then George Michael sang quite a beautiful song - I have always loved his voice (although my God what was up with his bad nose job????).  What a night.  I'm so excited.

Ridiculous.  I'm so happy :)

YAY David Cook.  Congrats.

Irony: not for the weak of stomach

You may have seen my last post regarding voluminous amounts of swedish fish being consumed by me this day.  And it hasn't improved.  I'm now officially a crack whore.

However - the fact I've been eating them is a bit eerie....since this is what I dealt with before the kids left for school (and for those counting, we're down to one out of four....yet the turtle lives).

Coincidence?  Irony?  Disgusting?

 

Contents: Crack

I know I've posted before about my unfortunate addiction to Swedish Fish.  I am now more certain than ever that they are not made of sugar.  Oh no, my friends, they contain crack.  There is no other reason that I will eat them until a pile of their carcasses are building up in my modified stomach, leaving a trail of destruction behind.

I think I need rehab.

Seriously freaking out here.....

So much for the girl being "fine".  Something is seriously awry - physical or emotional - but either way, something is going to have to happen.

Now she's claiming she's losing feeling in her body (her words).  Couple this with an upset stomach and headache.  The school is completely freaked out.  I'm sure they think I'm a bad parent for sending her to school, but let me clarify that she seems FINE.  You have to understand.  This is a very, very intelligent, manipulative kid.  I don't mean that to be negative - I mean that she is very astute and knows how to push buttons and get people to react.  It will probably serve her well later in life but right now it's a flipping nightmare.

I am torn between being seriously concerned and seriously pissed.  God FORBID something is really wrong and I'm minimizing it.  I would never forgive myself.  At the same time, she could be having anxiety/panic attacks after passing out last week, because that whole episode did scare her quite a bit.  But if this is a way to get out of school or get attention? 

Regardless of what is behind it, obviously I'm waiting for the doctor to give me a call back.  I suspect we'll have to do tests of some sort (bloodwork, etc) to rule out anything physical.  If it's emotional, then who knows.  If it's all crap, how in the name of God do I handle that?

Pray for some answers and that I won't lose my mind, will you?  I'll keep you posted.

**Edited after conversation with the doctor.  He thinks she is hyperventilating and having anxiety attacks.  Her symptoms (numbness, etc) are consistent and common.  He doesn't think she needs any additional medical intervention right now unless this doesn't improve, at which point he'll send her to a neurologist for consult.  GAH**