What I Didn't Expect....

There's been a lot going on lately, most of which has made me feel like I stepped into the Twilight Zone.


I had a random cough for 2 weeks after coming home from King's Island. I didn't feel sick or anything, just a wretched cough that made people wonder how many packs I smoked a day. I went to work on the 14th day, thinking that things would be fine. I started feeling crummier and crummier. I barely made it through the night. Something was definitely up. Even though I was doing my best not to call in unless I had been run over with a Mack truck, I had to. I called and made an appointment with the doctor. I knew it was bronchitis, I just figured I needed some antibiotics.


The doc agreed with me and prescribed antis and a heavy duty cough syrup. He told me to rest so it didn't get worse and I should be as good as new. I faithfully took the meds until complete, rested like a champ, but I was still feeling crummier and crummier. It was time for another call.


They told me to come in. He was indeed alarmed that I was getting worse after completing a course of antibiotics and was running high fevers. It was time for a flu swab. When that came back negative (it even covered H1N1!) he then decided it was a very bad version of bronchitis and restarted a much stronger antibiotic and oral steroids. He told me that he wouldn't approve me to go back to work for a few days so I might as well not try.


Even more couch time later, I was getting tired of my house at an alarming rate. I was pretty much pacing the house when I felt ok and back on the couch when I didn't. I was running low on provisions so I had to get out and grab some stuff at the pharmacy since my hubby was at work. I decided to toss a few random things in the basket and then went on home.


We've been trying to conceive for almost a year now, so it's not unusual for me to take a pregnancy test every few months or so. I went ahead and took one, thinking that it would say 'not pregnant' as usual. When i did look at it, I was surprised to see that it was missing one very important word....'not'. Did that really mean what I thought it did?


It did. We're going to be parents in April. Things have been so hectic and so crazy since we found out, but exciting and wonderful at the same time. I know too much so it has been slightly nerve-wracking so far but I'm trying to just relax and let it be. I apologize that I took so much time away from my blogging, but now you all know why. It's been quite a ride, I can't wait to see what the future will bring!

What an adventure we are starting! I'm so excited!

These Are The Crazy Days

I have been so lazy in writing! So much has happened, that's why I'm been such a slacker in the update department. Hopefully I can be forgiven since I've had a full plate and a half!

We moved on May 31, loaded everything up and spent our first night in the new house. We had painted almost everything, all we have left is about a quart left to paint in the office. Not too shabby! In additon to that I am handpainting trailing ivy on the inside of the archway. Talk about adding to your load. The hubby suggested it and I fell in love with the idea, starting that night. Little did I know how long it would take me to do it all. It'll be great when it's finished, just a lot of work.

We are officially done with the apartment, turned in our keys on June 23rd. I miss having a pool but all in all we're better where we're at. The neighbors are really nice and they have two dogs so we're actually not out of place in the neighborhood with all of our dog's barking!

Been trucking along, trying to get stuff unpacked and put away. It seems like we'll never get done, but when we do it will be great!

We had to go down to Mississippi in June because his grandma passed away. It was a sad time (she was a WONDERFUL lady) but we got a chance to bond with his family and that was really nice. They are great people! I am so happy to have a place with them.

Working on plans to go to Germany next May for his mom's wedding. She asked me to be the maid of honor. It'll either be in Weimar or Slovenia, she keeps changing her mind. It will without a doubt be a blast and I'm really looking forward to it!

We went to King's Island last Tuesday, June 30th. It was the hubby's first time there and we had a blast! He was good to his word and rode most of the rollercoasters, the only things he skipped were the Drop Zone and the Diamondback. I guess I can't blame him, those are hard for someone afraid of heights!

I've settled into my new postition at work, it feels like I've always had it. How sweet it is!

I guess that's all for now, I promise to update a little more often. Until next time!

Someday My New Position Will START!!!

I got it! I got it! I got it! I got it! (Can you tell I'm excited?)

The position started on April 26. I just got a call out of the blue from our hiring manager and she left the blessed news on my voicemail. I even saved the message! Life is finally good at work!

The hubby and I found the cutest house to rent and it's $100 less than our apartment. We'll have a gas bill but the owners said it usually runs $80 a month. There is a huge yard and a wraparound back deck and the doorway to the dining room is arched! It's truly awesome. They're even letting us paint!

I have officially quit smoking. Quit day was last Monday and it's been a little bumpy but doable. So far so good!

Will get in more later, feeling unmotivated right now. Happy b-day to me at midnight!

50 Is Fab

I woke up a little early yesterday to call Germany and wish my mother-in-law a happy birthday. I was surprised to hear her pure joy at my call. We had made her a DVD and she loved it. I mean, really loved it. She had taken groups of 5 or 6 at a time to watch it. She told me that she cried each time she watched it as it was so thoughtful. When I talked to my hubby, he assured me that she loved it just as much as she said she did. I guess there's something to be said for singing "If I Had $1,000,000" off key to a karaoke track waving poorly drawn props at the camera!

She said that now she believes me, 50 will be fab!

Or I Will Wait and Wait To Find Out....

Still waiting to hear about this posistion. I'm dying to know how this is going to turn out!

Or Maybe I Will Sit In Limbo For A Month

We'll see how all of that goes. The adorable hubby is in Germany for his mom's birthday, we made her a DVD of birthday wishes and silly songs that should be a big hit. I miss him like crazy but I'm doing fine. I even got to yoga yesterday and lunch with friends! It may be a long week but it will be OK. When I talked to him earlier, it seems that he is getting me enough presents to make up for me not being able to go. How sweet!

I promise to give an update as soon as I get it! Here's a little entertainment in the meantime!

Someday My New Position Will Come....

So the position of my dreams has been posted at work. I did what any sane, logical adult would do and applied for it while trying really hard to not jump up and down from the insane burst of excitement that hit me like a tidal wave.

I got the call from our resource manager on Friday. She called at 1 in the afternoon and woke me up. The second I realized who it was, I was awake in a flash. We set the interview for next Friday morning after working Thursday night. It has never been sweeter to be woken up out of a dead sleep!

I've been brushing up on my waveforms and graphics so I can be sharp if they ask me. I'm gonna study like a banshee 'til Friday!

Wish me luck, maybe I'll actually have a chance at getting this!

My Sad Old Country Song

It seems I'm a jack ass.

The last post was a whiny, self-involved blathering that even makes me cringe. Wah, wah, wah, nobody likes me and so on and so forth. I really should remove it...but I won't. It has a grain of truth underneath all of the boo-hoo bullshit.

I really was disappointed. I feel like I am there for everyone most of the time. I also feel that it is not always reciprocated. The other night really wasn't justification for the rant that ensued.

The friends in question had other things going on that I understand. One's husband came home in a foul mood and cleaned away his crabbiness until the wee hours of the morning. One drank her misery away when her long-distance boyfriend never showed up for Valentine's Day after quite a bit of preparation. One fell asleep after a marathon of Cupid's Day booty that she totally deserved.

I get it, I really do. I was the selfish ass when I hate that so much in others. I wallowed in my pity party without giving anyone else a chance to defend their no-show. I'm sorry. I will freely admit that I am still a work in progress, a lot of the progress is met with equal regression.

Things are rolling on in the steady way that they do. The earth did not freeze on it's axis just because I felt let down. All is better now.

I guess I know which aspect of my personality to work on next....

I've Got Friends In Low Places...Or Do I?

It seems I have become tiresome. After only two nights of being a karaoke hostess, it seems that most are bored with the whole thing.

My husband, who was so psyched to be there, told me that he didn't have a great time and can't do this every Saturday. He's over the bar scene already, even though my boss offered him a job running another show that would be his very own.

My friends, who pledged to be there this weekend, never showed up (with the exception of one, thanks Greta!) even as one sent me text messages about how she was rallying the troops.

What gives? I show for their moments in the sunshine and cheer like it's my job. Where's my pep squad?

I was so stoked about last week. I had a great time, had a great group of singers, and everyone said that they had a blast. I think that I understood what it was like to be great at something, to be doing something that I love and get paid for it. I'm not asking for a legion of regulars, just some support. I would think that most people could understand that. It really does suck that being great only lasted for one Saturday. My husband at least got about 6 solid months of it when he was flying the friendly skies.

I understand their position, all I ask is if you don't want to show, say so. It's a lot kinder than me than watching the door every time it opens, hoping it's my go-to group.

I pledge to still be there for everyone, no matter how silly it seems. I know how much it sucks when someone is not.

You Gotta Sing, Sing, Sing!

So times are tough and there is no overtime in sight. I've already taken on a writing gig, but things are still a little on the shaky side. The hubby is pounding away at his office supply cashier job and taking GED classes. I did what any other sane modern woman would do, I took a side job as a karaoke hostess.

My first day was Saturday. I had worked myself into a frenzy of nerves and could barely eat my chicken mac and cheese from Applebee's. I was in a panic as I tried to figure out the perfect outfit, something that was cool but not trying too hard. I ended up with a pair of jeans and a cute little t-shirt but still felt that it wasn't quite right. The hubby kept trying to calm me, but I would hear none of it. We got to the bar 30 minutes early so I could set everything up, find out my waitress's name, see if there were any announcements, and write down my specials. That took all of 5 minutes. The rest of the time I spent pacing back and forth to make sure that all was in fact well.



Time to start, and I had no clue what I was going to say. It finally came out in a rush of nerves as I got ready for my first song, which I had debated the merits of for at least an hour at my husband's expense. I had settled on "Black Horse and Cherry Tree" as it is my signature song and almost always sounds good. I felt good as I belted it out, with the exception of a few nervous wavers in my voice.

The first hour crawled along, with very few singers except for me. My amazing, wonderful, incredible honey put in slips like it was his job so I wasn't alone. Just when I thought no one was singing, slips started coming in at such a rate that I couldn't keep up. I was in full panic mode, just trying to find discs in time for the songs to be sung. People were coming out of the woodwork, and I finally got everything in a rotation that (mostly) made sense.

I really thought that this would just be a fun job, something to blow off steam at a leisurely pace. I was working. Hard. It was like I was working in the ICU with all of my kids going bad at the same time!



Things slipped into a groove and I realized that I was having a great time. We even got an extra half hour out of them, even if it was my husband that ponied up most of the $25 required to continue. I finished the night feeling good. It got even better when my brutally honest husband told me that I was great and that he had a blast. My new boss said that I was amazing and he was very thankful to have found me.



Is this what being above average feels like? If so, I like it! As an added bonus, I get to do it all over again on Saturday. We'll see how it goes! : )

Random Things About Me

Logging onto my Facebook the other day, I noticed that I had been tagged in a note from a friend. It was titled "25 Random Things" and it listed some fun facts about my friend.

It really caught on. More and more friends were tagging me for the note and spilling their guts for all of Facebook to see. There were some pretty deep dark secrets. I'm all for honesty, but some of these were a little past what I would spill on Facebook.

I resisted as long as I could, but I finally gave in. I ended up being really honest and telling things that were not deep or dark, but very insightful things.

One of things I put on my list was that I always feel average and never feel like I'm great at anything no matter how hard I try. My friend Mae told me that we could be average together. How cool is that?

I said that my husband showed up at the darkest point in my life and brought my sunshine back. He told me that was sweet but didn't get too involved as he had a horrific hangover.

It was really nice to let out some of my strengths and weaknesses that others might not see. And I'll always have someone to be average with... : )

Lazy Is My Middle Name

So much has happened since I last took the time to grace this blog with my presence (yeah right, grace and I don't go together. Ever.) and update. I guess all I say in my defense is that I've been busy and lazy, and that is truly a bad combo.



We went to Germany in November and had the greatest time. His grandma's birthday party was phenomenal even though I didn't understand 98% of what was said. We ate, drank, danced, and played games that made us all laugh and me blush. (Don't ask, all I can say is there was a game involving my husband's second cousin, very small safety pins, and me blindfolded. The goal was to find the pins only by touch. Three guesses where they put those pins! The memory still embarrasses the hell out of me!)



We really did have a wonderful time in Slovenia and met almost all of his family on his mom's side! As an added bonus, we got to stay in the coolest bed and breakfast ever. It was nestled in the mountain (literally in the mountain) and had the most unbelievable view! I can honestly say that I've never had so much beer in my life. My mother-in-law and sister-in-law got together and cut most of my hair off and colored it mahogany. I was smiled at and taught small words and phrases in German and Slovenian. Did I mention I have never had so much beer in my life?

The holidays came and went and things were really nice. We had several days of Christmas celebrations and it was all very nice. I had to work for New Years and ended up ringing in 2009 by doing vent rounds because I forgot to look up at the clock. I started the year in Module 2, being spacey and forgetful. I wonder if that is any indication of how this year will go....

The hubby and I were planning on trying to quit smoking as part of our "get healthy so we can procreate" initiative. We went to our respective doctors, got prescriptions for Chantix, and started the meds with high hopes. We were doing quite well with the exception of our incredibly short tempers. Until he lost his job.

He had been miserable at work since he started there but was suffering in silence. At least towards his co-workers, I wasn't so lucky. I caught the daily rant/venting session. And trust me, it was daily. They weren't too happy that he bothered to stand up for himself, so they came up with a b.s. reason (that they refused to show proof of) and fired him. He was bummed the rest of the day but got out there and found something else the very next day. It's much less money and part-time, but I really think that it happened for a reason. He's been wanting to go to school and maybe this happened to light a fire under him. We'll just have to see where this path leads us!

We also joined a gym the day before his evil employer decided to let him go. He was stressed that we wouldn't be able to afford it, but I strongly feel that we deserve it. We should take the time and money to make ourselves healthier. It has led me to finding a new love in my life, yoga. Now I finally understand it when people say that exercise makes you feel better! It always made me feel tired, sore, and crabby but yoga has shown me that it can make you feel great too! Bonus: maybe I'll get a little sleeker too!

We're just falling into our routine after all the craziness that was previously mentioned. It's fine with me, I have a huge queue to watch on the DVR and the pets are loving actually having us around and not running like crazy people. All in all, things are ok. : )