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It was not me that wrote “PAYBACK! =)” on an empty toilet paper tube and left it on the holder in the powder room downstairs, after an empty roll as left for me. Nope, totally not me because I am more mature than that.
It was not me that downed a bottle of Bartle & Jaymes Margarita before she let her fiance take a pin and (rubbing) alcohol and hold her down on the bed and poke at her infected in-grown toenail to get the infection out. No, so not me. I would go to the doctor first. (Side note: when I did go to the doctor today, he said that my fiance basically did his job for him and got most of it out. But, if it doesn’t get better within a week, I have to go back and get it cut ouch.)
Nope, not ME!
I.Hate.It.
Despite taking my medicines at a decent time, I am still here at the computer. Awake. I knew I shouldn’t have eaten before I took them.
*hears crickets and people going, “huh? what’s taking medicine have to do with eating before hand?”*
With being minus a large intestine, I have absorption issues when it comes to medicines. My therapist told me it would be better to NOT eat before I take my meds but dammit, those pretzels dipped in white chocolate were screaming my name. Seriously. They were. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it.
So, what do I do when I need to be asleep because I have to work all day tomorrow? I sit here, play on Pogo.com (it’s an addiction, for reals.), listen to my 1000+ library of songs, spend way too much time on Facebook and Twitter, and wedding plan.
Oh, and live vicariously through my blog & Twitter friends that have kids. But that’s a story for another blog post.
Any ideas for getting to sleep any time soon would be VERY appreciated.
My father is the BEST father in this world. Of course, I am biased. But yes, Daddy is THE BEST!
I went to my parents house today to try my wedding dress on to see what alternations needed to be done. Get this: NO ALTERATIONS NEED TO BE DONE! *happy dance* Only thing that I need to have done is a bustle, so I can dance with that big, poofy sucker on. Apparently I am not as fat as I think I am.
Afterwards, my mother and I went out to lunch and to run wedding related errands. I mentioned something about a local tux place to see their prices. They had MUCH more of a selection than a well known chain store. And the salesgirl knew what she was doing, unlike chain store. I found a tux that I like and it is relatively cheap for the tux, shirt, vest, tie, and shoes so she gave me prices for the 5 grown men and the one “little person” (aka BFF/future sister-in-law’s 2 year old). I texted BFF/FSIL the price for both tuxes (her hubby is FH’s groomsman) and she immediately called back saying that they couldn’t afford it. Which, I can understand, with my nephew being in daycare and they hiking up the price. So, I told her that Carl and I would talk and see what we could do. Well, my mom told my dad the situation (Daddy is somewhere in Virginia on business) and Daddy called me saying that he would pay for both of their tuxes! In my Daddy’s words, “I want you to have the wedding that you want, the wedding of your dreams.” I honestly couldn’t say anything other than, “wow…okay.” Yeah, that was a first…I not know what to say!
MY DADDY IS THE AWESOME-EST DADDY IN THE WORLD!! Thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou!
In other words, I am having a Golden Girls marathon since my wonderful parents got me seasons 1 & 2 on DVD for Christmas. Carl hates Golden Girls but he’s working a double…so no torturing him tonight.
