Please Forgive me!!

This blog is 100% devoted to my friend Christy in an attempt to apologize. Christy is an old friend from our Chi-O days who I lost touch with but now she moved back to Ada and we get to see each other a lot more.

Christy opened a store called The Brown Box that is on Main Street right next to Papa Gjorgjio's #1. I love this store and Christy you know I do based off how much I spend in there. When I made the comment in a previous blog about having nowhere to shop, I truly meant for clothes for myself. Now if I were an infant aged 0-12 months, it would definitely be the best place in town, hands down.

I have bought so much stuff down there and then stuffed it in my purse so that I could sneak it in. Between her Tyler Candles (scrumptious), her pottery, her headbands, her purses, her jewelry and so many other things. How many baby showers have I relied on you for?? I don' know how else to say, "I'M SORRY." I hope that worked..

So, the parents left this morning and so far, so good. I think with my guard dogs to protect me, all will be well with the world. So, I am going to curl up on my couch with my drink and hopefully fall fast asleep into never, never, never land because I have a bad feeling about the two Dr app ts that i have tomorrow. Wish me Luck and Peace Out

Today = good day

So, I yesterday I had my knee injected with some loverly steroids and painkillers and it hurt like a mutha..... But, the knee seems to be feeling somewhat a little better today. So, the pain and agony was well worth it. I told my orthopod that if things keep going down the same path that they are on now, as of January we are going under the knife (left knee replacement), he is going to have to get 2 anesthesiologists in there to assist with the intubation (needless to say, I am a HORRIBLE intubatee) and he could go to work doing what he does best. He laughed and said, "Well, since you have it all figured out, just tell me when to be there." I said, "No, prob doc" I love my orthopod and my PCP, they are husband and wife, work in the same building and I love them. First of all, she was at the hospital at 4:30 in the am when I was not breathing and stayed pretty much all day by my side. Love her!!! If she hadn't been on the ball as much as she was, we(the whole fam) truly believe that I would have died. Not a pretty picture. And he uses all the new techniquies, and his patients are in and out within days and can do therapy from home and not have to be admitted to the Rehab unit in the hospital. I am pumped for that!!! In 8 days, we (my orthopod and myself) are going to try this new thing where he injects synthetic synovial fluid into my knee. Basically, for those of you arthritis illiterate, the synovial fluid is what lubricates (haha) your cartilage in your knee so that the cartilage doesn't wear down. Without it, cartilage wears down and you have bone on bone action which is when it gets pretty bad and painful and downright makes me an unhappy bitch. So, that was yesterday.

Came home last night to find the cutest little motor scooter in the driveway. Dad broke down and got one. It's silver (so it matches his truck), seats two people, has a totally cute little place in the back where you can pick up the seat and put stuff like purses, bags, whatever in it. Mom, who two weeks ago was vehement about no way in hell was she getting on one of those. Well, she comes bee-bopping out of the house wanting to know if they were taking it to couples golf. Dad said, "Well, I am are you comng with me?" "Well, yes" was her response like what the hell was he talking about. It was so cute to see them take off going like 3-4 mph. I made them promise me that they would call the second that they made it safely to the country club. They were fine, but dad really wants a helmet. It's not law, but he wants one anyway and I am like "GO DADDY".

Today, we got up and went to garage sales for week #2. How proud are you of me????? I found the cutest little shelf (don't know where I am going to put it as of this moment, but I will prevail) for only $2. How in heaven's name could I not pass it up? It was a pretty unproductive garage sale day. Came home to find my youngest aunt here. She had come to Ada to see Poppi (my grandpa and her dad) and to take me shopping for my birthday. I really think that I am too old for my aunts to keep buying me birthday presents, but I sure as hell ain't saying no..... I'm not crazy.

So, she my mom and myself take off to Cato. LOVE THAT STORE. I was coming out of the dressing room and lo and behold their is my other aunt (mom's younger brother's wife) Now take into consideration that already bought me a pair of $29 earrings. This is the same aunt who lived in Arizona for most of my life and I never heard anything from either of them on my birthday. So, I try on this really cute little dress and everybody loved it. I loved it, put it the maybe stack and THEN looked at the price tag. For Cato, it was a little much so I put it in the no stack. When I was telling my mom what I voted for, my aunt Debbie was all into that dress. How much, what size, where was it. So, I thought she was going to get one for her. She check out and handed me the bag and said "HAPPY BIRTHDAY" I was like but you got me those earrings, and she waa all, "But that dress was too cute, you had to have it." Hey, I once again ain't saying no!!

Then, mom and dad and I made the trek to Pete's Place for my birthday dinner. It was divine. Heaven on a plate. I always get Chicken Parmiagian and it did not let me down. Yummy-Yummy down my tummy. Anyhoo, it was a great dinner. We brought more than 75% of it home for yummy leftovers. It was great.

oh, how could I forget??? I forgot to tell you guys that my mom and dad aren't leaving until Wednesday!!!! Make a me a very happy girl! This way, they'll be here on Monday and that is what counts!Well, this was a super dooper long one. Probably because I missed last night and will probably miss tomorrow night as well. So, you are getting a double dose of me!!! HaHaHa!!!

Well, Ada had rain today for the first time in what seems like forever. I had almost forgotten how much I hated rain. Almost. I had a docor appointment (OB / GYN) to find out why my hormone level is so low. I was told by the doctor that if I did happen to be pre-menopausal then my hormone level would be very, very high but mine is the opposite. Then she started rattling off all these possibilities and I was like, "I think my doctor has already tested me for that".... So, she wants to talk to my other doctor so that they can figure out what next tests I get to have. Can I tell you how excited I am about this? Yippee, more lab and x-rays..... It's a good thing that I have money and patience pouring out of my asshole or I just don't know what I would do!!!

Even though I am on strict orders that I am not to do any online shopping of any kind, it was so hard today after the doctor appt that I literally about ripped out my pretty hair. Eddie Bauer and Vera Bradley were calling me like the couch calls me when I get home every day. But, I prevailed. Granted, there are 11 things in my shopping bag, but I did not make it to the "Begin Checkout" screen. I was very proud. Now, last time I gave in to temptation (damn you shopping gods!!!) I had it mailed to my hairdresser's shop and no one was the wiser. It was make-up from Sephora so it was very easy to hide in my purse. OG is used to me doing this (hello, Christmas time) This was a while ago and next time I have decided to use my wonderful, dear friend Candy's house because she is also an avid online shopper. When you live in towns that have nowhere to shop, you have to revert to the world wide web. LOVE IT!!! I can be lazy and shop at the same time. My two favorite things....

Ok, Big Brother is over, Jessie is out and I am a happy camper. Muscled up, steroid using, cocky son of a monkey lover needed to go home. He was so sure of himself that his time was up. Of course, he got all mad at Dan but he didn't know that America told Dan to vote for Jessie. It was not his choice, meat head!!! Of course, now I really can't stand Michelle. She's getting on my last nerve.

I am off to my happy place, my bed. I get all happy just thinking about it. I love my bed. It's my haven, I can hide under the covers and pretend like when I was a little girl that no one saw me and that I was invisible!!!

Oh, and Kim... totally sad to hear that guy died! That is such a good movie and it wouldn't have been so good had it not been for the song. I remember us watching that movie over and over and over and over!!!! good times.....

Candy kisses and good night wishes!!!

Toot-toot

Not much to say tonight. Went to work, had a meeting which went very well, worked a lot, came home to find out that my father wants to get one of those little motor scooter thing a ma bobs so that he can save $$ on gas. It's quite comical the thought of him driving down the road on a scooter with his little helmet. Cracks the shit out of me.

My parents are leaving Sunday and going to Houston for a week. Not to mention that my birthday is Monday and they will totally be missing it but that's really ok. What's another year, right? Every since my grandmother died on my 30th birthday, birthdays just haven't been the same. Plus I am the biggest 31 almost 32 loser that I know, so I don't need a reminder that another year has passed. But I am a little worried about the whole PTSD thing. I will be alone in this house for 5 days with no one but my dogs. And although I do think they are super smart doggies, I don't think that they can call 911 when/if I flip out, go back into failure and can't breathe. I know, I know, the odds of that actually happening are rare. I told my doctor that either she needs to sleep over for the week or I need to go over to her house. Her choice! Either is fine with me. I don't know why I am being such an idiot about this. I just need to grow up and get on with it. And I tell myself that every time I have an episode, but it doesn't help. Telling yourself that you are crazy does not make you any less crazy. I have tons of people that I can call and my next door neighbor is a nurse for crying out loud, but it is still really scary and it will be a good test for me. If I can make it through this, I can make it through anything. If I wasn't up to my eyeballs in work that I am behind on for missing 2 months, then I would be going with the parentals. Which would make me very happy. But, duty calls and I am the only one that can answer the damn phone. So, I need all of your thoughts and prayers and good vibes next week. I am officially sending out the SOS.

Anyhoo, I am tired and want to go lay down and look at magazines so I am getting off of here. Love to all and talk at ya soon!!!

Who knew garage sales could be fun?

I know, I know, It's been a couple of days. What can I say? I forgot and when I did remember, I couldn't bring myself to go to the computer. So, here is the last couple of days in a nutshell. Saturday, got a wild hair up my bumhole and went garage sale-ing with the parentals. Mom had the list all ready in order of addresses, which ones were closest to which ones were farthest. First two totally sucked, lots of baby clothes that were stained and had holes. C'mon people, really!!!! Then we went to one in Norris Hills and I am thinking, "Maybe this one has possibility, it's in a good neighborhood and by the Country Club" The first thing I find is a pair of white capris from STEVE AND BARRY'S. I had hit the mother load. And they were even in my size. Couldn't be any better. I was so pumped. Got a GAP shirt and had an armful of Gap dress shirts but I decided against all the others and just got a couple. There was one that I wanted to get my dad really bad. It had this little ole man on it and it said, "I'm Jack Schitt. If anything happens to you and you need law help, just tell them you know Jack Schitt." I was rolling. Only in Oklyhomey. It was hilarious. Then I went to another one by myself and got two Nike shirts with $24 tags still on them for $1. It was like the clouds opened up and the sun shone right down on me.

My mom and dad had to be in a couples golf tournament and had to be at the country club like an hour before the thing started because they had to get everything "together". It takes you an hour to get your cart, get your water and put your clubs in the back of the cart? It takes 5 minutes to do that, they wanted to socialize and they know it. I dressed them and they had on matching outfits. Cutest little parents I have ever seen. Dad had on a sage green shirt with white shorts. Mom had a sage green/white shirt with a sage green "skort" (these things are huge with the female golfing community. Whatever. Mom had on a matching visor and socks. I was so proud I had to take their picture. They matched on Sunday too by the way and were not as equally cute, but still pretty damn cute. So, it was only like 8:00am by this time and I was like, are you kidding???? All that garage sale-ing and it is only 8:00?????? I technically should still be asleep. WTF????

So, I went home, back to bed for a little bit, then my room got really bright (I have shitty blinds) and the sun was shining right on my face. SUCK!!! So, I started my own garage sale stack. Went through all drawers and closets and got stacks and stacks and stacks of crap that I want to sell so I can get some $$$$ so I can make a certain trip to Oregon to see my bestest friend, her sweet baby and her awesome husband. See, Kim I am trying!!!

That's all, folks. Sorry it took me a while to come back. Been a long week not to mention tiring.... Loves and kisses to all!!