I'm going to be violated

Beware - this involved poop. Yep, dookie.

I went to my regular doctor yesterday about my pooping issues - or lack there of. I'm not going to go into detail on the internet - besides, I already talked to the parents about it today. *lol*
But since having the lapband done a year+ ago, my stomach issues have gone from already bad, to really, really painfully worse.
So, my adorably cute doctor (seriously, out of 3 PCM's, 2 of mine have turned out to be freakin' adorable! And lets not even get started on how freakin' awesomely funny my OB/GYN's have been - how many do you know would ask if the whoo-whoo ring I got hurt?! Awesome doctors.) gave me a RX for Colace - which I was able to get over the counter.
He's got me on one pill, twice a day - and since you've not scared me, Mom, about how much I'm goig to be the queen of the thrown, I can't stop them. Oh, add in the Benafyber chewables I have to eat twice a day.
Fun, fun, potty fun!

I'm also going to get a colonoscopy done sometime soon. (Dad, if I can go through this violation, you can too! Now take your butt to the doctor!) I'm terrified knowing that they'll be taking a tour of my colon via a camera - and come on, the idea of having a tube ran up your butt isn't appealing to anyone really. But, it's gotta be done to make sure everything is A-Ok.
Rich will obviously be my person there to take me an dpick me up since I'll be sedated - who else would? That'd be a funny phone call to someone though.

So, send a prayer upstairs that there isn't anything hunkering down in there, and it's just irritable bowel syndrome.

Ok, I just want to say 'poop' one more time... and dookie.

Oldies, but goodies

We watched the "Gamer" movie two weekends ago, and I was just bored. And appauled. I swear it was thought up and directed by a horny 15 year old boy with all the freakin' boobs and sex scenes. Ya know, if I wanted to see that much, I'd just watch a porn instead, ok? Seriously, make a good movie.
So afterwards I felt that my mind was numb, and needed a good older movie - so off to the bookshelf I went.

That night I went with "Shag" - if you haven't seen it, you must - but I also had the urge to watch "3 Men and Baby/Lady" (Seriously, the crush on Tom Selleck spurred from this movie, and lives on strong! Yum.), "PCU", "Strike" and many others. Several Molly Ringwald ones. Just really, really good 80s/90s movies.
I need those. They make me happy when Hollywood puts out another piece of crap. Um, have you seen "GI Joe"? Crap. Watch a good oldie instead. :)

It's gettin' hot----errr, COLD in here!

Here's our living room the other day - notice anything?



Do I really need two blankets and a Slanket?! (oh, these things are amazing!)One would think not, but I think I do. See the black blanket - the other side is Yoda, and it's Rich's. It's two yards tall, and it's a no-tie. That day all the animals decided it was there to snuggle up on. The tie-dye blanket is mine, and it was used to cover my feet... while I was wearing the Slanket. *lol*
The living room stays cold in the winter, it only has one vent and it could have been insulated a bit better since it's a converted garage.
I'd like to say that I only keep blankets in the living room, but any given time there's one at the foot of my side of the bed, and a basket full for any other occassion. With the tile floor throughout the house, it stays colder, so I have blankets... and the thermostat up to 75 when Rich is at work. Shhh!

Channeling another era

The heating element went out the day before we drove in to Texas for the holidays. Yep, all the way back in December!
It hasn't bothered us, ok, me - Rich doesn't really do laundry - that much. We've had some really nice weather here lately, so I just go put it out on the line for the day and I'm good to go.

Don't worry, we're getting a new one next week, so I'll be back to drying stuff in the house again. But, I think during the summer it'd be nice to do it outside on soem stuff - the dryer makes the house so hot!

And, honestly, it gets me out of the house to enjoy the sunshine. :)

My toilet is weighed down by magazines

This is what the back of my toilet looks like - magazines, magazines and more magazines.
And these are the ones that haven't been read yet!
I get several of them for free, some I've paid for, and some are in Rich's bathroom on the back of his toilet. Yes, there are still more.

When I find something interesting in the magazine, whether it be a album I want to listen to, book to read, a purse I like, clothes, or furniture/home related - I dog-ear the page. This drives Rich insane. Ok, that irritates him - what drives him insane is that after I get a few read magazines built up, I tear out said dog-earred pages and keep them.
I've got a file in our filing cabinet of the stuff that I want to look up, or pictures I like. I also write down all the books I want to read off those pages (and they get thrown away), and the notebook i write them down in is insanely thick.
Hence my reason for wanting unlimited amounts of money to spend at a book store. It'd be Heaven!

I really need to read these 'zines down, but I haven't gotten around to it. Yet. There is plenty of bathroom time in the future.

Old Navy made me happy last week

I won one of the coupons for $50 off of $100 from Chelle, and last thursday when Rich got off work - the day it expired! - we went to Fort Walton Beach to go shopping! (And now that I'm thinking about it, I might have found more if I'd gone to Destin's Old Navy. Hmmm.)
I haven't gone shopping for me in a while - now that's not to say I haven't picked up a few t-shirts off of clearance at the Bealls Outlet (I swear, you can find some good stuff!) for less than $5. This time I was actually going for me, and I was a bit excited.
Normally I chicken out buying anythig for myself and just get other people stuff, or things I know I can put up for Christmas to get a jump on things - but Rich did good, and he said "no!" Good husband. *lol*

I haven't been to Old Navy for myself in years - I'd been too big to buy anything, so I was a little leary I'd walk out with something. But, I did. I got a boyfriend cardigan (that will get so much use come winter), two tank tops (yep, I think I'll be flaunting my "bat wings" this summer, it's too hot!), 2 flip flops, sunglasses, jeans, khaki cargo pants, pair of capri yoga pants and a t-shirt for Tucker for christmas of Spiderman.
The Spiderman and yoga pants were on clearance, and that day they were doing an extra 50% off, so I got the shirt for $1.50 and the pants for $4 - how awesome is that mess?!
I tried on jeans, and I fit into a size 20 - the biggest size they carry there before having to order them online. They fit a little big, so I opted to try on the 18's - and they wouldn't come up my thighs! What the heck?! So I got the 20's, and I hope I can wash them in hot water and they'll shrink up some, if not they're comfortable and look damn good with my cowboy boots- as you can see.
I even thought I'd try on some of their cute Maxi dresses - but all Rich said was that they looked like maternity dresses (hello, yes!), and they were all too big in the XXL, but I figured I'd made him run all over teh store getting new sizes in stuff, I wouldn't get him to do it again. *lol* So I'll put those off until next time, or they go on sale.

I got two pairs of flip flops, adn I have to admit - I didn't really need them. Who does? BUT, I do livein Florida, and it's they're national footware, so I figured I needed to fit in since I keep getting odd stares for wearing my cowboy boots. Bastards.
I also found a cute pair of flats, but I couldn't get Rich to help me pick a pair. I swear I need a girlfriend here or a gay guy - oh, please let a 'Mo come into my life! So I didn't get a pair - but I want them. Bad.

I'm feeling the urge to dress a little more dressier than I normally do, i.e. jeans, shirt and tennis shoes all the time. But, not to dressy, because hey... it's not me, and I like to be comfortable. I keep thinking back to the Christmas party when I had to wear a dress, "heels", and a push up bra _ I was so bitchy about it, trust me. It's not a good fit for me.
I'm thinking more along the lines of a nice pair of jeans, flats, a cute shirt and/or cardigan. I'm smaller now- yes, I say that with a bit of an attitude, we know I could be smaller if I was actually getting fills done this past year, but I'm ok. Kind of - plus, if I wanna spit out a little spawn-child, I don't need the fills. Geez.

So all in all, it was a good shopping trip.

(Sorry for the horrible picture of me, my "scrunch" on my hair had fallen out, and I was rushing out the door to the doctors office yesterday. And Rich took the picture. From the toilet. Mwuahaha!)

If I were....

If I were a month, I’d be December.
If I were a day of the week, I’d be Saturday.
If I were a time of day, I’d be 3:33pm.
If I were a planet, I’d be Earth.
If I were a sea animal, I’d be a seal.
If I were a direction, I’d be South.
If I were a piece of furniture, I’d be a big, fluffy chair.
If I were a liquid, I’d be sweet tea.
If I were a gemstone, I’d be a ruby.
If I were a tree, I’d be a weeping willow.
If I were a tool, I’d be a hammer.
If I were a flower, I’d be gerber daisy.
If I were a kind of weather, I’d be a cold rain.
If I were a musical instrument, I’d be a piano.
If I were a color, I’d be pink.
If I were an emotion, I’d be contentment.
If I were a fruit, I’d be a orange.
If I were a sound, I’d be laughter.
If I were an element, I’d be plutonium.
If I were a car, I’d be a pickup truck.
If I were a food, I’d be enchiladas.
If I were a place, I’d be home.
If I were a material, I’d be warm and fuzzy.
If I were a taste, I’d be spicy.
If I were a scent, I’d be baked goods cooking.
If I were an object, I’d be a beautiful knick-knack.
If I were a body part, I’d be a heart.
If I were a facial expression, I’d be a big smile.
If I were a song, I’d be country.
If I were a pair of shoes, I'd be tennis shoes.
What would you be?