Good morning and happy Tuesday!!
Can i just bitch for a minute? :rant: (Like any of you can stop me bwuahahahah!!!!)
It is not even winter and I am DONE with winter weather. We have sleet/icing here this morning, and a delayed opening. Switching at some point to snow this afternoon/evening. Urgh!!!!!
I hate my uterus. HATE it!!! And I swear, it *knows* that it is going to be thrown out in the trash next month. One big ol' Bio-hazard bag of it. I am getting my period now every 3 weeks. It wants to keep me in pain as much as it can before I say Good Freaking Riddance!!
My family (mom/dad/brother) are insane. I told my SIL and my mom to go ahead and tell my brother and father about the hysterectomy. My mom calls yesterday morning to ask me to tell my dad because he is cranky with her. But he is out ATM, and then I am off to work and seriously? Tell him to sit down, shut up, that you have something to say. Because we can't tell my brother until my dad knows b/c what if he slips and says something to my dad and he gets all bent b/c he was the last to know about surgery for his daughter. Didja get all that? Because I sure as heck didn't.
I basically shot back at my mom to not tell anyone and it will be a BIG surprise!! whoo hoo!!!
But my dad called in the afternoon and now he knows, and my SIL texted me last night and said that my brother knows and wanted to call me. 7pm... not a chance do I want to talk to anyone, let along a worried brother. I told her to have him call me today. Maybe I will email him this morning and we can do it that way. That gives me a chance to breathe it out before I have to reply.
Remember this little dude? :frusty: I think he needs a name as he is my constant sidekick. What should I name him?
And to top it all off today, I have my mammo/ultrasound and while my Rational Brain is not worried, my Emotional/Irrational Brain is starting to freak out a bit. And guess which one is dominating at the moment? C'mon, take a guess, it should not be too difficult. ound:
As I said to my SIL yesterday, Some days there is just not enough wine in the world...
QOTD
Should Faery be committed? Please say yes, a quiet room and some good drugs sounds amazing!
(BTW, I am totally saying this tongue in cheek. When Gary first got very sick, he had to be committed for several days and it was not fun for anyone)
Can i just bitch for a minute? :rant: (Like any of you can stop me bwuahahahah!!!!)
It is not even winter and I am DONE with winter weather. We have sleet/icing here this morning, and a delayed opening. Switching at some point to snow this afternoon/evening. Urgh!!!!!
I hate my uterus. HATE it!!! And I swear, it *knows* that it is going to be thrown out in the trash next month. One big ol' Bio-hazard bag of it. I am getting my period now every 3 weeks. It wants to keep me in pain as much as it can before I say Good Freaking Riddance!!
My family (mom/dad/brother) are insane. I told my SIL and my mom to go ahead and tell my brother and father about the hysterectomy. My mom calls yesterday morning to ask me to tell my dad because he is cranky with her. But he is out ATM, and then I am off to work and seriously? Tell him to sit down, shut up, that you have something to say. Because we can't tell my brother until my dad knows b/c what if he slips and says something to my dad and he gets all bent b/c he was the last to know about surgery for his daughter. Didja get all that? Because I sure as heck didn't.
I basically shot back at my mom to not tell anyone and it will be a BIG surprise!! whoo hoo!!!
But my dad called in the afternoon and now he knows, and my SIL texted me last night and said that my brother knows and wanted to call me. 7pm... not a chance do I want to talk to anyone, let along a worried brother. I told her to have him call me today. Maybe I will email him this morning and we can do it that way. That gives me a chance to breathe it out before I have to reply.
Remember this little dude? :frusty: I think he needs a name as he is my constant sidekick. What should I name him?
And to top it all off today, I have my mammo/ultrasound and while my Rational Brain is not worried, my Emotional/Irrational Brain is starting to freak out a bit. And guess which one is dominating at the moment? C'mon, take a guess, it should not be too difficult. ound:
As I said to my SIL yesterday, Some days there is just not enough wine in the world...
QOTD
Should Faery be committed? Please say yes, a quiet room and some good drugs sounds amazing!
(BTW, I am totally saying this tongue in cheek. When Gary first got very sick, he had to be committed for several days and it was not fun for anyone)