AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

AAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

RRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH

HHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.

Ok, I feel better now.

Ugh...
I had another one of those dreams last night where pieces of my teeth start breaking off and falling out. It always seems so real. And disturbing. I can literally feel pieces breaking off and then having to spit them out. Aimee, you made a cameo in my dream last night. You didn't believe me until I showed you. I believe your exact response was, "Holy SH** girl, you need a dentist."

Actually, I really do. I think that's where the dream came from.

My O.C.D.
So, as some of you know, I have a few distinct O.C.D. tendencies. I was at Lowe's with Jim recently and found a magazine entitled, "Secrets of Getting Organized". It's like a combination room-decorating-furnishing-organizing type publication.

I'm in love.

Kitten Rescue

A couple of the random stray cats that live around the building where I work decided to multiply.  They had a litter of kittens about two months ago and a couple of the girls at work took to feeding them.  My boss found out, and, being the animal-hater that he is, called the Humane society to come and get them.  He emphasized in his "memo" not to feed them and that they would be caught "alive".  What he didn't tell anyone is that our humane society has stopped accepting cats because they are overrun, so them "catching" these cats is  death sentence.  But the girls and I know this, so I decided a few days ago to take them in until we could find homes for them.  There are currently four (one girl and three boys), but there may be one more to catch.  I've named them just for fun:

Cameron

Foreman

Chase

and, of course, House.  

He's the meanest.  But he's cute.

Thanks to a co-worker of my sis's, they all are already spoken for.  Too bad Jim's allergic...

I did NOT cave.

I created a Facebook account.  It was an accident!  I didn't know I was doing that.  I thought I was just answering some questions to look at a friend's page.

Crap.

This is why I love him.

Me: Hey, you know the whole Bar Mitzvah celebration, where a Jewish boy becomes a man?

Jim: Yeah...

Me: There's a female version-it's called a Bat Mitzvah.

Jim: I know.  It's where a Jewish girl becomes a man.

Gardening

Our neighbor across the street recently planted a new tree.  Did a good job, don't ya think?

And now back to...well...my back

Things at the chiro are going well.  My hips are totally back to normal and pain-free.  My back, however, has developed this strange cool-burning sensation in the bad spot in the middle that has to be adjusted every time.  Makes me wonder if there's a nerve getting pinched or something.  I'm going to tell my doctor (who, by the way, is great Steve.  Just so you don't beat him up).

Cubs mania

I've noticed a lot of people wearing Cubs paraphernalia recently.  I hope they're not fair-weather fans.  That would offend me.  I've been a cubs fan since I was a little girl.  I have loved them even when they've sucked.  Which has been most of the time, mind you.

Let me do your job for you

The receptionist from Eli's pediatrician's office called earlier:

Me: Hello?

Her: Hi...Lucy?

Me: No...this is Erin.

Her: Oh...um...I was calling to remind you of your daugther, Lilly's appointment tomorrow.

Me: I don't have a Lilly.  I have an Eli, and his appointment is tomorrow at 11am.

Her: Oh, sorry, I was reading the wrong information.  Your son, Elijah has an appointment tomorrow at 11am.

Me: Oh, OKAY, thanks.

Her: You're welcome. Bye.

Thank goodness for her. 

Body issues

Pre-pregnancy, I was 142 lbs, with a relatively clear complexion and smooth skin.  Post-pregnancy I am stuck at 158 with pale, bumpy skin and acne.  I am SEX-E.  

I am also going to a chiropractor for the first time in my life.  This, I am loving.  Having a large child way overdue royally screwed up my right hip.  Steve, you might be the only one who truly understands this, but there is only supposed to be a difference of 3 cm between certain hip measurements.  My difference was 18 cm.  Not to mention that my tail-bone was off center.  I also got my back, shoulders, and neck adjusted.  The good news is that I have not damaged my spine in any way from having bad posture (thank God!).  My second adjustment was today, and I didn't pop nearly as much as the first time.  We're making progress!!

As for the paleness, pudge, and pimples, I'm working on it.