Does it make me less of a woman?

Am I the ONLY woman in the world who does not, and NEVER have watched the Bachelorette and or the Bachelor?




I swear that everyone has blogged about or is talking about that stupid show. And I just don't get it. I have never been a fan of "finding true love" on TV shows. Come on people, really? You think that you are going to meet your one and only, while competing with other tools on national television?



What makes people want to be on shows like that? What is offered to these contestants in order to make them make total asses out of themselves on TV? Why is whoring around and "kissing" many many men in one show an okay thing? Because you are looking for love?



So that is my rant for the day. I don’t understand.



You see, I have found my one and only. We met back in highschool-he claims that I tried to kiss him on the first “date”, I disagree.



We are now happily married, living in a little Midwestern town, with our two babies-Captain Stan, and Molly Louise. We are not old fashioned; we do things our own way, and march to the beat of our own drum. We still think that going out to eat and “drinks” on Sunday nights are acceptable behavior, even when we have to work the next morning. We make friends with bar tenders named Russ, when we are the ONLY people in the bar on a Sunday night. That is normal for us. We watch stupid tv shows together-try not to spend too much money and love summer time more than winter.



So what makes my dearest hubby ask me this question last night “Usually when there are banana’s sitting out, you make me banana bread?”



USUALLY? Do I look like the type of wife that just automatically looks at the old bananas and thinks that Dru might want Banana bread? I don’t think so! I actually considered throwing them away a few days ago. Because I HATE eating banana’s. They are gross and the texture just is not for me.



So, just in case you were wondering. I don’t bake-nor am I a housewife who thinks about baking. I think that I am going to Google a banana bread recipe and put it on his pillow with the banana’s when he comes home from work to take his nap 

Just another Sunday at Lola's

What does this photo tell you?

Is this one a little clearer?

Dru and I were enjoying a Sunday afternoon on the deck at Lola's. Just doing a little people watching.

Happy Monday

Rain, Rain go away....Come again........Never?

The rain here lately has been crappy. Not fun T-storm rain, just rain. Wet, boring, no fun. At least when the sky is rumbling and flashing it is something cool to look at. Not saying that we need a tornado or any horrible storms, but that maybe a little bit more exciting things where no one gets hurt would be nice.




I went to the Dr. on Tuesday. I didn't get many more answers than I had before-except that I still hurt for no apparent reason. So here I lay, hurting, frustrated, but at least I have good meds to keep me from hurting as much??



So I don't know more than I knew before. I don't have answers. I have a shitty attitude about life, and that’s about it.



But, on the upside. I joined a weight loss challenge. I paid $35 dollars to lose weight-and maybe win money in the end when I lose a lot more weight than anyone else? Who knows, it could happen. But I did get my body scanned. I have 125 lbs of lean muscle in my body. That seems like a lot don't cha think? Now I guess that leaves to the imagination how much I really weigh, but I was a little impressed with my muscle mass-especially since I have not worked out since March. Can you say fat ass? Cause that is how I feel lately.



So my pain filled body, is trying to lose weight, stay a little on the uncrazy side of things, and survive another week....That’s all. Is today really Thursday? Awesome!

Pictures

Pictures you see?? Well the title of this might be a little bit misrepresenting. Since I will not be posting pictures.




But it is a promise to start taking more photo’s. Soon. Promise. Getting them on this little blog? Another story entirely. But I will try. Promise.



But I am not in the mood for pictures. I don’t feel good. Story of my life for the past few months. This disease that I have is quite the fucker. Yes I said it. That is how I feel. I feel beaten down and broken. Physically and emotionally, I am spent.



I am going back to the Dr. today. Back to the dr. to hopefully figure some of this shit out. Back for some answers. And not standing down on what I think that I need. Yes I realize that I am not a dr. and I don’t have medical training. But if I tell you that ibuprofen does not make this pain go away. Then I sure am hell am not lying. I am not seeking drugs. I am not crazy. I am just DONE. IN PAIN…Maybe if I yell in all caps he will understand???



And speaking of being down and emotionally spent. Yes I cry a lot. Yes I am horrible at returning phone call’s, or emails for that matter. I am pretty sure that you don’t want to hear about my miserable life, as much as I am sick and tired of explaining my miserable life to people. If I had something good to say, something interesting and exciting. Maybe I might call you back. But since I don’t. And I am all sad and crazy. Don’t expect a phone call. Unless you want to hear blubbery bullshit.



I feel sorry for Dru. I am pretty sure that he should be at his wits end with me. I have not been a happy wife. I have not been super nice. Little things piss me off. I don’t think that this is what he signed up for last year when he married me and gave me his last name? Well “forced” me to take his last name, but we did compromise, and I don’t have a hideous middle name anymore. So that makes it okay.

But Dru. Since I know that you will probably read this when you get back from fishing. (fishing in the rain I must add)…Gezz I must be bad if you go fishing in the rain. I am sorry. I will be better soon. At some point. I will learn to deal with this. I am GOING to get better. Or at least know how to deal with this. And then I will be nice. I will work on being nicer in the near term. Promise.



So that is my rant for this Tuesday. I am sorry I am so down, and unhappy. But that’s the story of this little live in Minnesota right now. Rainy. Dreary. Unhappy me.

Happiest Place On Earth?

Some people claim that the happiest place on earth is somewhere named Disney.

But I went to the place that makes me happy. Last night!

Dru and I went on a little adventure. Traffic sucks, just FYI. When your commute usually involves walking to the basement with coffee in one hand trying to not trip over 2 crazy kitties you take things for granted. Like Traffic.

Why do people drive so damn slow? Whats the deal? Anyways, not the point of my story at all. But I guess that you understand that we had to leave the house to go on this adventure.

We went grocery shopping......Grocery shopping? What? Not fun. Well I disagree.

You see, I love Trader Joes. It gives me a happy feeling. I love going there and wandering around. And even spending lots of money there does not put me in a bad mood.

Now my fridge is full of yummy things. I am a happy lady.

Happy Friday.

Check Yourself For Ticks

Camping was a success. Great time, warm sun, lots of dirt. All that goodness.

But I didn't even consider the bugs that could have attached themselves to me for a ride home to our casa. The misquito's were enough for me. They ravaged my body and I have welts all over from the hungry little blood suckers.

But Ticks. Didn't even cross my mind. But my body and I became well acquainted last night. As I checked myself for ticks. According to some good friends, "they like warm dark places"......Use your dirty mind for that one, and then get immediatly grossed out and feel the need to check for ticks?

And on another note. I weighed myself last night. In front of someone other than a Dr. I stepped on a scale in front of my friend Lisa. And I was horrified. I weigh WAY too much. I had nightmares about it. It was horrible and awful, but motivating at the same time.

So thanks Lisa. For letting me show you that I was a fat ass. Don't be surprised when you get daily email updates with my weight from now on.....Since I have been resisting that pizza that is in the fridge that I could have for breakfast. But I know that I should walk my lazy butt down to the weight loss place and get my shot, smoothie and whatever else they are going to try to feed me for $6 that will make me skinny.

If I eat that for breakfast, probably means that I shouldn't have pizza as a snack..........right?

Happy Wednesday All. Yes it is ALREADY wednesday. I have big plans for the weekend. They might involve painting.

I don't like to paint, so does anyone want to come over and help?

Real Conversations with My Mom

Phone rings at around 9am MY time....7am in Ca.

Thinks to myself "hope no one died why is she calling me this early...."

Mom "Are you having tornado's".......

Hmmm...Nope, nice and sunny here. Why do you ask?

And just for the record. If I was experiencing a tornado, don't you think that I would have blogged about it already? Gezz Mom...

Just trying to get some work done, while my tired, sore from sunburn and misquito bitten body recovers from a good weekend.