…it was always burnin’ since the world’s been turnin…

It has been ages since I blogged and my world has done some flip-flopping during that time…Things are good for the most part.  I have learned a couple of truth’s about myself recently of which the one that is affecting me the most;  I am too laid back to effectively plan a wedding.

I cannot remember ever being this stressed out in my life.  Jason is jumping my shit because I am not including him as much in the plans as he would like but he has been gone offshore for awhile and will continue to be gone until it looks like maybe Christmas.  Our wedding is March 6, 2010.  DEADLINES! Deadlines I say…

I don’t want to buy my wedding dress…I just don’t…I want it to magically appear.  I know the dress means everything.  Trust me I have heard, “but the dress is the most important thing” about a million times in the last two months.  I happen to disagree wholeheartedly…I am not saying it isn’t important…I am just saying my focus is on other things and since my family is not helping to pay for the wedding I am more than a little ambivalent about paying that kind of money for a dress.  I just want to look pretty…that’s it…and since Jason has objected (which I find very shabby of him) to my wearing nice jeans and A white sweater to our wedding, I will find a wedding dress and yes I know I am running out of time but…it is what it is…

Laurie…Gastric girl is being very patient with my “not wanting to plan” this whole shin-dig…she is one of my bridesmaids…and a true saint…and I think I am probably stressing the heck out of her but she maintains she isn’t…LIAR…maybe…she is a pretty calm person so I suppose she could be telling the truth…I don’t know…

I just want it all to be planned and done…yes, I would like some cheese with all this whine…

Wanh…

In other news…there is no news.  Just kidding.  My weight is holding steady at 175…I am a solid 14 for the most part…I am okay with this.  I just had my labs done a couple of weeks ago and apparently they are not what I hoped they would be because I have to go in on Tuesday to have a “discussion” with my GP…sigh…so I will update after that.  I have felt pretty good lately and was hopeful that my levels were okay…I hate waiting to know what the results are…

My mother as usual is driving me crazy…this guardianship thing is serious business and I would like to resign my position as CEO of her life…any takers?

Jason and I have finally gotten rid of our unwanted houseguests and have settled into our digs without all of their crap making us crazy…the house is sparse in some areas but at least everything that is there is ours and not theirs…If I never see another NASCAR clock and rug in my life I will consider myself a lucky girl…

I have not killed Daisy (our Beagle) yet…although I will admit I think about it sometimes…like the other day when I went upstairs for a minute and during that time she climbed up onto the couch, onto the arm of the couch over the back, over the bar onto the counter and polished off two cups of freshly made cream cheese butter cream icing and half a bag of candy corns…would someone please shank me if I ever suggest getting a beagle…for myself or anyone else…seriously.  So now I can’t leave food on my kitchen counter…I already couldn’t leave it on the dining room table…because she climbs on to the chairs pushes them away from the table and gets up there EVERY SINGLE TIME WE LEAVE THE ROOM!  WITHOUT FAIL! I AM NOT KIDDING…Hey Kimmie J…I know you have been wanting a dog…she is awful cute…I say road trip to Houston…she already has her shots…sigh…

And my Beta Fish which I have had for two years, Darby Shaw died yesterday morning…it was kind of a relief…he had been dying since Monday…and I didn’t have the heart to put him out of his misery so I had to watch him struggle all week…still a hard thing…and yes I know it was just a fish…but he was my fish and I loved him…even if he was a cranky cuss who flared out his fins and gills every time I got near his bowl…dumb fish…sigh

My hair is finally filling out again…and growing in every direction…I look like a freak.  the underside is growing in kinky curly…I look ridiculous in a pony tail…the topside is nice and straight and underneath friggin’ ringlets…did this happen to anyone else?  Just curious…

I went to my first costume party for hallowe’en…I was a go-go girl phasing into a flower-child…even my costumes are conflicted…

J and The Dread Pirate Brett

Peace out yo!

That’s my cousin Brett…he was a hybrid of Wesley and the Dread Pirate Roberts…we were at Gastric Girls Hallowe’en bash…it was a fun night…

On the note I am gonna peace out ya’ll…

Love you all…JustJil

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