Tuesday, June 17, 2008

I'm swollden

Yup, that's right, I'm swoll-den. Day 7 of the prednisone. 6 more to go. I tried to go to the gym yesterday to do my run but I.just.couldn't. I got on the treadmill and started to work and had the most terrible throbbing pains in my legs starting below my knees and extending down. Terrible. Then I started to run... I thought "I'll just jog it off" umm... yeah, right. I lasted maybe .25 miles and had to stop. I have terrible swelling and pain in my legs when I try to do anything and my belly is near about grown out to Africa or maybe Egypt, I'm not sure which. I have gained 9 pounds since starting this wonder drug, which did ward off the hives, but I'm so over it and ready to be done. Too bad the weight, water and bloat won't magically fade as it so lovingly appeared. All this, just in time to attend the wedding. I'll be nice and moon faced I'm sure. Nice.
Tomorrow I get my hair did and I'm excited for that. Everytime it's time, it's time I think I can't go another day longer with being the fugliest person around. I'm sure it's not that bad, but I'm ready and excited... not that it's been more than 5 weeks or so.
Ashley's preschool is participating in Vacation Bible School this week and she appears to be having a blast. I still really enjoy the fact that she is soaking up religion, even it is not particular to our own. Today when I went to school to pick her up her teacher told me I wouldn't believe what she had been telling them today. Of course, I had to know. Apparently Ashley thinks her Mommy has a baby in her belly (and with the prednisone, it's actually hard to deny that it looks to be true) but oh no no, it's not. How is this... now even the two year old thinks I'm looking fat and her spreading the news people will probably start to ask me more and more about it. I think Ashley's Daddy thinks it wouldn't be such a bad idea and although I'm not against the idea, I just know that we'd set ourselves back so far in all money progress we've made by trying to swing the daycare of a then 3 year old and an infant. Daycare was average $641.00 a month before Ashley turned 2 and went to her preschool. Now it's $380 to go up to $400.00 in September. I can't be adding another $650.00 on top of that and expect to pay our bills. We'd be right back where we were before and although I know some might say it would be more friendly if I just didn't work and stayed home, I'm close to reality knowing that even though I don't make a lot more than that a month, I do get insurance for the whole fam-damily for free (good insurance at that) as well as BONUSES... one of which is hoping to be right around the corner. YAY!!!
I guess since I've been thinking about it, I'll share some of the "Dave" in my life. Referring to Dave Ramsey. Since September, we have paid for everything we have purchased. Okay, so maybe that's not completely true... however, the only purchases that were made on a credit card totalled about $100.00 while hubby had my check card and were paid off within the same month and therefore, incurred no interest or fees. We redid our spare bedroom, or maybe I should say "did" the room because it was a trainwreck with a blow up mattress in it, before my parents came to visit and we PAID for it. We bought a new mattress for our room, switched our old one into the spare room, bought a bedframe, paint, decorations, it looks spectacular and WE PAID FOR IT. Now that feels good. All in all though, our spending has been a bit steeper than it should and we haven't been buckling down it still feels good to know that we aren't CREATING more debt to try to wipe away later. I do plan now though to get back on the boat after this wedding crap and visits to Virginia the next two weekends... I mean, damn, a girl does gotta look good for it, right?
So, we are still in debt but I think it's cracking and it feels good although we, of course, like most still yet have a way to go. We're getting it, not accepting it... I guess that's what really matters :)
I find this blog thing funny. I enjoy it, but I really haven't had too much to say. I find myself rather boring at times and just follow you all but I do like the sitemeter thing. I find it interesting to see what has brought people to my blog. The #1 hit getter has got to be the word "yuve". I talked about Ashley saying "I don't yuve you" and apparently from that, I have found that my little one speaks spanish because folks from all over spanish speaking countries have come to my blog from far and wide with regard to the word "yuve". I still haven't really figured out what it means though. Any idea? Is it bad?
Okay, so I've come, I've blogged, I've shared some not-so-interesting stuff and I'm not going to proof... I'll just spell check and post, hope it makes sense! TTFN blog land.

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

Ohmigoodness... did ya miss me?

I'm baaaack... and been up to so much that couldn't even begin to share or tell it all. Life is rolling, indeed with no way to stand it still.

I've been around. Gardening, getting tattooed (for the 3rd time), running, parenting, disciplining, traveling and alot more whatnot in between.

Right now I'm itchy. Seems as I'm having one of my terrible allergic reactions that send me into shock (literally) but this time I presented myself to Urgent Care within minutes of noticing my rash had turned to hives. See people, this is bad for me. The hives put me in the hospital, swell my throat, drop my blood pressure and oxygen saturation... it's bad stuff. This time I'm not playing around. A $25 visit to urgent care, and $80 later at the drug store I'm stocked up and will be pill popping for the next 15 days. Yay... okay, not really yay. I'm sure to be swollen and puffy after 15 days on steroids (good old dose pack) and gee, just in time for the wedding I was asking fashion advise for a while back.

Ashley.is.potty.trained. Yay for that... no doubt. She's done so well, and actually has been since about the time that I left you for my short stint away, 2 months ago!!! Geeforevertimeflies :)

It's hot and my flowers are blooming. We are seeing all sorts of critters that I could do without. You see, I'm from the mountains of VA and we don't have critters, bugs and snakes this big up there. I don't know what it is but one glimpse of a 2-3 inch flying roach will set you scared, well it will me anyways! I could do without the frogs, toads, lizards, snakes and big a*s bugs I see daily, however I don't mind the cute little bunny that hangs around my house from time to time.

I've starting running on the treadmill during lunch. I had previously been going to Curves and quit there and then started at the club I belong to now. Did I mention that the firm I work for now pays for our family gym membership? But at any rate, I had been doing and doing the elliptical and lifting a little big of weight and seeing no results. Over the past 3 weeks I have switched it up and now I spend my entire workout time on the treadmill. I've gotten to where I walk .5 miles, run 1, walk .5 and then run 1.5 (total 3.5 miles a day) damn do I feel good afterwards, despite the terrible sweat I break out into. Sometime I feel like I can't breathe, but it's getting better and truly, the feeling of accomplishment when I cross my finish line is all the encouragement I need! Talk about feeling good!

Also, I have put down the Dr. Pepper. I have figured out that I drank approximately 5 sodas a day on average. Regular sodas at that for a total of 750 calories and 200g sugar so what did I do but put it down. I'd never really thought about it but I was consuming probably about 1/2 of what should have been my daily calorie intake in freaking Dr. Pepper. Oh how I do love it and miss it so. I started out last Monday, drank 1 12 oz can this weekend and had 1 can this evening. Only 2 sodas in 10 days is crazy good for me and for that I'm also quite proud. Talk about DT's though coming off all that caffeine!

Okay, I'm tired, 15 days of benadryl is also bound to take a toll. I'm going to finish up so you think you can dance and then go to bed. Here's to showing up about 2 months late :)

P.S. yes, that's right, you read that I got my third tattoo. Yes I know it's big and if tats aren't your thing I'm really okay with that and really don't care, so just don't share.