In the mood...

Too much?

For implants.  Seems like everrrrrrrrrrry year about this time I get the itch for a boob job.  I guess because I think it would make a pretty damn good Christmas present, if I do say so myself.  If I could only convince the hubs, who totally refuses to even discuss the topic remotely.  I just can't understand his logic, because I would say it's a win-win?!  I mean, mayyyyybe I would dress totally whore-ish occassionally, but not like, ALL the time.  And sure, maybe I'd let random people see/feel them, but what's the harm in that??! 

Well, at this rate it looks like I'll have to go yet another year w/o fake tatas.  I guess I should be thankful that my hubby loves my bod just the way it is.  {Either that, or he's just being a total cheapskate}.

TMI: Annual Exams... *shudder*




Is this a great photo or what?!

 Does anyone else absolutely hate, hate, HATEEEEEEEEEEE going to the Gyno as much as I do???  Thank God you only have to do it once a year.  I dread it BIG TIME. I go to my regular Doctor once-a-freakin-month {Hypochondriac much?} and I love my every six month dental cleanings!  But Gynos... Ughhh.. I think it's awkward and horrible and THE WORST THING EVER.  Except the boob check part, that's like a free mini-massage and it feels pretty great.  So anyway, I have to be ready and "in the mood" to go to the gyno--like if I get the ballsies to call up and make an appointment, then I'm wanting to get in the same day.  Once the moment passes I'm totally over it, who knows when the mood will strike again, ya know?!  All the factors have to be just right:  the right mood, the right time of the month, shaved legs, fresh brazilian, and matching clean socks.  Trust me, those things don't happen in unison very often.  I called my doctor's office just the other day to schedule my annual exam and was hoping to get in ASAP.  I had just given myself a particularly perfect wax so I figured I should up the ante from my usual one and only visitor (Jake, duh) and let a professional take a looksie.  (Do doctor's even care about that? Probably not but I assume they appreciate the extra effort.)  So anyway, the receptionist told me I MUST wait another full month before coming in because it had not yet been a year.  I told her that was okay, I didn't mind and I was ready to come in NOW.  She said NO and explained it like this: "Think of it like getting your oil changed...You wouldn't want to do it just because, you'd wait until you hit 3000 miles". 

Ohhhh, I get it now -- Apparently I need to put a few more miles on my vagina. . . Thanks for explaining it like that lady, much-o appreciated!

Cuteness

My husband has this habit of saying "Long story short" before telling practically every story.  The problem is... he NEVER gives tells the short story!  I find it super cute/hilarious.  Case in point, today he got home from work and said this:  "to make a long story short, last night I was going on this call and I met with the suspect and did this(insert the exact play-by-play here) and then I had to meet with the victim so I went here and did this(again, insert the whole play-by-play) and then I decided I might need my cell phone, and I never use my cell phone at work so then after meeting with the victim I realized I didnt have my phone on me so I must have left it in the car. But then, when I was driving I looked down and realized it wasn't in the cup holder where it's always at and so then I had to restep my earlier steps.  I went here, then there then {blah blah blah} and then I figured it must truly be lost.  So then I was telling a co-worker about it and she decided we should restep my steps again even thought I thought it was pointless so we went here, then there, and it turned out it was in the middle of the road all along!"  -- All the while I'm thinking damn, if this is the short story I'd SURE hate to hear the long story.  I'm pretty sure Jake doesn't understand what "long story short" means.  Otherwise the story could've been:  "I lost my cell last night but crazy enough I ended up finding it in the middle of the road."  Oh well...Love this husband of mine, and his very detailed lengthy stories!!

So sickly.

Sad face.  ICK. I'm so freaking sickkkkkkkkkk :(  I woke up this a.m. feeling like total poop.  For realsies.  Sore/swollen throat, achy back/neck, FEVER, all clogged up, horrible earaches... no fun, basically.  As most of you readers already know, Jake has been SO.FREAKING.SICK. for what seems like forever!  Thank God he is finally feeling a little better and is back to work. {although, he goes to work no matter what anyway}.  He seems to always get way worse before he starts to get better bc he refuses to take medicine until he feels like death.  I, on the other hand will take medicine as soon as the slightest onset of illness hits me.  I load up on meds and lots of vitamin C, and it usually does the trick.  So, LITERALLY just yesterday morning on the way to work, I was thinking about how friggin awesome my immune system must be since I seem to stay so healthy.  Should have knocked on wood, apparently.  I will say though, it seems like every time I do get sick its on my days off.  I have not decided if that's a curse or a blessing.... Phew, okay, just wanted to throw myself a pity party, but moving right along!

Today I went to the State Fair and had a blast despite feeling so crummy.  Gotta love fresh air, or possibly pollution, you know, whichever.  Idk WHY the state fair in Dallas has to be in the freaking HOOD.  At the MLK stoplight some creeper/possible gang member approached my car window all scary-like.  I pretended to not hear or see him which was a little awkward because he was like TOTALLY all up in my face and we were practically making eye contact.    My dad said I should just run people over that approach my car.  I feel like I could get in trouble for that, no? Anyway though, I had my "yearly" funnel cake and it was delish.  They sell some pretty healthy sounding stuff likeeee.. Fried pineapple upside down cake, fried cake balls, fried mash potatoes, fried beer, fried queso, fried biscuits and gravy, and my personal fave: fried gilled cheese.  That's no typo on my part, that's LITERALLY what the sign said.  If anyone knows what gilled cheese is, please help a sista out!!!   I can't believe the things that people think to fry up @ the fair -- it's pretty incredible//gross.  There was a stand that sold $1.00 hot dogs which seemed very questionable considering NOTHING at the fair is under $8.00.  All in all though - I had a great time today!!  I'm happy it wasn't overcrowded and that the weather was perfect.  Looking forward to going back next year...maybe. :)

Book Review

Before I head out for the night I wanted to write a quick review on my latest read.  (A couple of you have texted and asked about it!)  It's called Created to be His Help Meet.  The title is pretty self-explanatory huh?!  I read this book because:

a.) I like books based on Scripture, 

b.) I wanted to read about marriage from a biblical standpoint, and 

c.) it had a ton of controversial reviews. 

Seemed like people either absolutely LOVED it or absolutely hated it.  I ended up falling somewhere in the middle.  A lot of the info was outdated and entirely too old fashioned.  Definitely sexist when it comes to a woman's supposed "role".  Also, where Scripture was quoted it was taken completely out of context and even misinterpreted a lot of times.  When you marry, you are vowing to love, honor and respect your husband no matter what..."even if he cheats, beats you, molests your kids, etc." --I disagreed with the author's standpoint on these particular issues.  Yes, I vowed my committment, but for ME, I have to draw the line somewhere!  It says a woman's house, children and even yard work are ALL her responsibility.  It advised against having girl friends.  And against getting your children vaccinated.  (Last time I checked these were personal beliefs!)  I believe in an equal partnership with total mutual respect.  However, with that being said your husband IS supposed to be the leader of your family and you were created to be his helper.  This book also broke down the 3 types of men, and how to best approach whichever man you have and how to get the best results with him.  This book challenges you to to choose joy and thankfulness no matter the circumstances; I can attest to the power of positive thinking, so I loved that part of the book!  There was a lot of great advice that will help deepen your relationship, tried and SO TRUE.  There were some strong positive messages and even though they weren't refuted via Scripture they are still helpful and practical.

All in all this book made me realize how lucky I am to have a man that lightens the load of my wifely duties and most importantly who treats me as an equal. I won't ever be my husband's doormat (Thank God he'd never want that anyway!)  He leads our family, but not without my input, respectively.  I would say this book is for people who aren't too impressionable and who are willing to take it with a grain of salt; take the good with the bad(<--and lots of it.)  This isn't verbatim from the Bible and shouldn't be treated as such.  It's not a how-to book. (well, it is, but only SOME parts are accurate!)  If you happen to read it, let me know what you think!

Well adios for now folks, I'm late late lateeeeeeeee for my girls night out!!!!!!!

The Stars...

MIGHT just be aligning!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  Fingers. Crossed.  And reminding myself that what's meant to be WILL be.

Work Flood

Yup, that's right, I have some MAJOR time off right now. Well, maybe not major, but 5 days worth total!  Apparently over the weekend my suite at work experienced some flooding, due to a pipe leak in the men's bathroom.  (I knew it could be bad being so close to the bathrooms!)  THANK THE LORD only clean water leaked, but nonetheless, there is some damage to my room + stuff.  I haven't gone to survey the damage yet, but I'm headed up there this afternoon so I can take a look around.  Then I'll be hitting the road to go buy replacement stuff!  Last night was a little chaotic...calling/texting/emailing clients who were booked through Wednesday - and during the Cowboy game at that.  But, I have almost everyone rescheduled, so I'm feeling pretty good about it.  Other than that, I should be able to resume normal operations on Thursday.

Now, a pessimistic person could see all this as some horrible catastrophe and have a total "why me?" pity party/meltdown - but, NOT I.  I genuinely feel very calm about the situation.   This is one of the things I talked about in a previous post - something I cannot change.  Stomping my feet and bitching about how inconvenienced I am will get me nowhere.  I'm not sour about the 3 days worth of lost income or the associated cost of refurnishing my place.  I figure everything happens for a reason, so as random as this seems it must be for something.  Maybe to teach me patience, maybe to give me a little break from work.  Maybe so I can spend some time outside in this perfect weather w/ my puppies!  This morning I woke up with a severe headache--the kind I haven't had in months.  I'm VERY glad that I was able to sleep in, and not have to work through it!  Phew.

Well, I'm off to leisurely get dressed and enjoy my day! AND the next 3 days off -- Wishing EVERYONE a great week!