Thursday, January 29, 2009

So I've decided that while Jim is gone for the next couple of weeks, I'm going to do a self-cleanse.  I've actually never done this before, but I've been reading a lot about it and have really been wanting to "get healthy", and I think this would be a good jump-start to that whole process.  I went to Natures Pharm today and purchased what promises to be a powerful combination of capsules, consisting of an internal cleanse formula, fiber, and omegas 3, 6, and 9.  It's a 30 day cleanse, and Jim will be back long before it's done, but I figure if there are going to be any gross initial effects, they will have passed before he's home.  I'm actually kind of excited about it.  Is that weird?  The cleanse formula rids toxins from the liver, lungs, lymphatic system, kidneys, skin, blood, and bowels.  Then the fiber and omegas help flush it completely out of the body.  The only down side is I hate swallowing pills, and this will be 11 total per day.  Yuck.  I was told that I need to cut out any extra sugars (a.k.a. my soda) and red meat (which I don't really eat anyway) while doing the cleanse.  That's fine.  I certainly don't need it.  I'll just drink ice water instead.  I developed a love for ice water toward the end of my pregnancy.  The colder the better.

So there you go.  I'll let you know how it goes :)

Saturday, January 24, 2009

*Cough cough*
My baby is sick for the first time in his life.  He has a double ear infection and a terrible cough.  It's a helpless feeling when your baby's sick.  I'm just giving him his medicine and loving on him and praying for God to heal him quickly.  He's is such wonderful spirits, though.  He's not been fussy once.  Such a good little boy...

Showings galore
We've had three showings in the past week.  Two for the same couple.  They're definitely interested, but haven't yet decided between this house and another.  It's nice to see things picking up again.  Jim's on an extended trip to Colorado, so I'm packing up as much of the house as possible.  As soon as he gets back from this trip, his boss is going to fly us down to find a place to live.  It would be pretty cool if our house had a buyer by that time; we'd be free to do whatever we wanted in that case.  Meanwhile, I'm packing as much as possible.  I told Jim that he might come home to a house full of boxes.  I think he's OK with it.  We're both getting excited about the move.  

And while we're on the subject...
Jim and I have decided that we're not going to compromise with our next place.  If we're going to buy something again, we're both going to get what we want...if possible.  I want white moulding in the interior, and a separate living area for the dogs (Louisiana doesn't have basements, being swampland, so we're talking a screened-in porch or something like that), and Jim wants plenty of storage and a place for all three cars and the trailer on our property.  We've already seen two places like that in the online listings, so it's possible.  It will be fun going down in a few weeks to try and find something.

In the meantime...anybody want to help me pack?

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

It's 4:34 am
...and I'm still awake.  I woke up at 2 am.  I'm tired, but can't fall back asleep.  There's nothing "bothering me", and I'm actually feeling better than the past couple nights, so what gives?  I'm running out of things to do to make myself tired.  I drank some milk, played a ton of Yahtzee on my phone, and cruised facebook for quite a while.  Now I'm blogging a bunch of randomness.  I did manage to accidentally call my mom around 4.  That's always good, you know, to call your mom at 4 in the morning and then hang up before she answers.  She called back, of course, and then I woke Jim up explaining to her what happened.  Oops.  He's quite grumpy at 4 am, incidentally. 

Alright, the battery is about to die in my macbook, so I guess I'm off to try and sleep.  Again.

Sunday, January 18, 2009

Two dates in two days...followed by the flu...
Vinny had a birthday bash Friday night at the bar downtown where my sister works.  My mom came over to stay with Eli and we went and hung out for several hours.  It was our first time out of the house together without the kid.  Then yesterday, we dropped Eli off at his babysitter (one of my former coworkers), and we went to see "The Curious Case of Benjamin Button", which was practically paid for by a generous gift from the O'Maleys :)  It was really strange, but good.  It's almost three hours long but it kept our interest really well.  It's a really good adaptation of the original short story.  Both Jim and I cried like babies at the end.  It's kind of like Titanic; we knew how it had to end, but it still got us.   

So last night, I started to get really cold and body achey and my throat started to hurt.  Greeeat.  I took some ibuprofen and went to bed.  I was really hoping I would sleep it off.  No such luck.  I woke up around 1 am, roasting.  It took almost two hours for me to cool off enough to get back to sleep, and then I didn't sleep very well.  You know those weird fever-induced dreams?  That's all I had all night, fueled by the weird-ass movie I had just seen.  There's nothing quite like being stalked by a scary old shriveled up Brad Pitt in your dreams.  At one point, I got up to get a glass of milk.  I was trying to be quiet and keep it dark so I wouldn't disturb Jim.  I put my glass of milk on my bedside table and then bent over to plug in my phone.  The second I stood up, I was greeted by the thrill of something cold running down my front.  I had dipped my hair in my milk.  

Yay me.

Needless to say, I didn't get a lot of sleep and had a temperature of 102.3 when I took it around 8 am.  I am thankful for a couple things: one-it's not the stomach flu, and two-we happened to have some DayQuil.  So I'm currently drugged up and hungry.  My fever's not totally gone, and my ears and throat still hurt, but the medicine is fighting the body-acheyness.   That's the part that really drives me nutty, so I'm thankful.

Maybe two dates was overdoing it...

Saturday, January 10, 2009

Just fyi...
I had cookies for dinner tonight.  Fresh baked chocolate chip cookies.  I have incredible abs, but they are very shy, so I hide them under a layer of fat.

Monday, January 05, 2009

Why do we let these dogs run our lives?  Why why why why WHY?  The house smells like crap. They destroy all of our furniture and everything they touch.  They are rude to our guests.  I have to clean every DAY.  And good luck to us trying to sell a house that smells like dogs no matter HOW much I clean.

I swear.  I'm going to shave Shiloh and Sammi and bathe them all in Lysol.