I WANT... Wednesday

I LOVE finding ways to waste time...And while doing an impromptu google search for "Blog Memes", I came across a site that lists a BUNCH of blogs that do daily/weekly memes. The one that I picked up for today is....




It's an easy one...Go to the blog to find out the question of the week. You answer that question on your own blog by posting your answer as well as any other wants that you have and then link back.

Essentially, make a list of things you want (I mean, seriously??? What's better than that????)

So, without further ado...

This week's question:

What kind of good news do you want to get today?

I want to hear that we've been approved for our refi and the closing will be next week!

Other things that I want this week:

• I want to go to the library - I have two books that I need to read
• I want to write a letter to Omi - a handwritten, just thinking of you letter
• I want to cook some tasty meals - Edamame Corn Chowder & Beef Stroganoff are what I have planned
• I want to redo the layout of this blog - It's so hard to read!!
• I want to copy all of my music over to my personal computer at home, rather than my work laptop!
• I want to update my photography blog
• I want to go to dinner with a couple girlfriends tomorrow night
• I want you all to have a great day/week!!! :-)
  
  

Coming Clean

Damnit all to hell, Blogger...I totally had a post neatly typed out and then when I went to post, it took a dump on me and wiped out the whole thing. I hate when that happens. Let's try again. :-P

I've decided to stop posting as 'Easily Manipulated'. I've started to resent that part of my personality and if I want to shed it, I think maybe a symbolic first step is to no longer accept it as my title. I debated with myself over sharing Hubby's real name with those of you who don't know me/us in "real life". But he doesn't even like to have his photo taken, let alone have his name out there on the interwebs with all the bitching that I do about him. So, I'll let him remain annonymous.

I've recently started to look at myself and how I deal with people. I have such a fear of rejection that I'm constantly trying to make everyone else happy, regardless of my own feelings. I think this weekend, I really worried/stressed myself into the ickiness that I was feeling. Tired of worrying about whether friends will send me packing for choosing myself and my own wants over theirs. I feel like my husband and a couple of my close friends often take advantage of the fact that I can't stand to have people unhappy with me. I'm just over it.

So, anyway, no longer accepting the psuedonym of 'Easily Manipulated' and completely putting myself out there - JenniferAnne. :-)

I hate being a grownup

I've been having a lot of dental work done in the last year...Really not my favorite thing to do. As a kid, I was very lucky to have good teeth. I didn't get my first cavity until I was 18. And then it was all downhill from there. I've had quite a few cavities in the last 10 years. It probably has something to do with the fact that I've gotten really lax about going to the dentist. So like a year ago, I was experiencing a good amount of achey pain when I'd eat sweet things or hot or cold. So, I finally gave in and went to the dentist. It'd been probably three years since I'd last seen my old one.

The new dentist checked out me teeth, did x-rays and gave me a cleaning and said I did have a couple spots of decay, but nothing looked real bad. A couple weeks later, I had three fillings done on the left side of my mouth. That ended up being quite a fiasco. Apparently the decay was very deep, and close to the nerve, so it took a lot of time and three separate visits (complete with drilling each time) to get that side all hunky dorey. Six months had passed by that time, so it was time for my next cleaning. Did that. A month later, went in for three more fillings on the other side. This side was much more forgiving and didn't require any extra trips.

But now that that's all taken care of, it's time to deal with my very unhappy wisdom teeth. These buggers started growing in in high school and I wish I'd just had them taken out then. My dentist at the time (the guy I'd been going to my entire life - a friend of my parents' since high school) said that we'd just wait and see if I had any problems with them.

Uh, yeah...Problems 10 years later! One of these wonderful "wisdom" filled teeth is broken now. It chipped maybe a couple years ago, but didn't really bother me too much. And then this weekend, something happened and it chipped some more. It is now scraping on the inside of my mouth. I stick my finger back there and it just feels horrible. And I don't know if it's just because I'm more aware of it now or because I'm paying serious attention to it, but it bothers me. I feel like the whole left side of my mouth is unhappy. I feel like this aching goes up to my cheek bone. It doesn't really hurt, it's just noticeable. The only part of this that is really uncomfortable (other than in my head, I know I have a broken tooth!!) is the sharp edge of the tooth rubbing on the inside of my cheek! And, uh, I don't know if you've had a bad tooth in your mouth, but it sure doesn't make my breath minty fresh.

I got the number for an oral surgeon in the area, but I am friggin terrified of having these suckers ripped out. New dentist wants me to just get rid of all four of them. WHich I would be perfectly fine with, except for the fact that they're ripping my effing teeth out! I hope they put you under for that sort of thing. And I really hope that I have enough moula left on my dental insurance for the year to cover most of it. Yet, another reason why I wish I'd just had these effers taken out in high school. Dad could've foot the bill. lol I'm sure if I asked for the money, he'd be willing to fork it over, but I already owe him money right now. I really can't ask for more.

Hubby suggested that I just use a file and file down the tooth so it stops rubbing...I will not be doing that. Maybe I only get two pulled? Or maybe I just pay to have them removed for the next ten years. That'll be fun.

I hate being a grownup

Sunny Days, Sweepin the Clouds Away

I LOVED Sesame Street! I don't think it's the same show now as it was 20 years ago, though. I love how Google's been celebrating the 40th Anniversary of Sesame with creative Google Doodles. Although, today's doodle was sorta disappointing.
Why, you ask? Because SNUFFY ISN"T THERE!!! What the heck is going on??? There's a bunch of random girl muppets that are maybe more prevalent in the show now than when I was a kid, but seriously, where the heck is Mr. Snuffleupagus??? I love Bert & Ernie. And I don't know if they're really gay or not, but they effing should be. I hear Cookie Monster counts veggies instead of cookies now, WTF is that? Who is that other red guy? There's Elmo & Telly, but I don't know that other guy's name.

I miss the days of Sesame Street. Life was so much easier back then. I wonder when it's on now...I might like to camp out in front of the boob tube, On my way, to where the air is sweeeet! Can you tell me how to get, how to get to Sesame Street???

Lame Weekend Update

Ugh...This weekend was really rather crappy. Friday afternoon, I went to visit the fam. That was the highlight of the weekend, for sure. Played dice with Mom & Omi. Had dinner with Dad & Uncle. Was exhausted by 6:30. Cancelled plans with Melissa because I'm lame and wanted to go to bed. And did just that as soon as I got home.

Woke up early on Saturday, with a pounding headache. It was so bad that I felt lightheaded and nauseous. SO not the way I wanted to start my weekend. Especially since I had plans with my BFF to go out for her birthday. I made coffee, hoping the headache was due to lack of caffeine, but I think that just made me feel worse. I camped myself out in bed and tried to sleep it off. I napped and watched food network on and off all day. I was committed to going out. I got up around 4 and showered (in the dark), hoping that would help, but that didn't do it either. I felt horrible, but I ended up cancelling with Bestie.

I just felt like a terrible friend. I know how disappointed I'd have been if it had been my birthday and my friend cancelled on me. But I really would NOT have been any fun, if I'd gone out. We were supposed to go bar hopping and just the idea of alcohol or loud noise made me want to cry. So, I called her up and heard the disappointment in her voice, and at the last minute, considered sucking it up and going out anyway, but I ended up staying in bed.

I was feeling a bit better on Sunday, headache and nausea were gone, but I still had a scratchy throat. Honey lemon tea and Theraflu helped with that, so I did some grocery shopping and made a turkey breast with sausage & apple stuffing and mashed potatoes for dinner. We started to watch HP & the Half Blood Prince and ended up going to bed an hour into the movie.

I'm feeling much better today and have made plans to take Bestie to dinner to make up for my flaking out on Saturday night. JB isn't at work again today - sounds like she's got the same thing I had this weekend - so I'm relatively busy. Although, apparently not so busy that I couldn't post to my blog. lol

I'm going to try to hit up the library tonight after work. I need to get the book for my book club and I just cannot afford it right now. What's a library for, afterall? I just need to figure out where it is. lol!

Happy Monday, Ya'll!

Sweet Dreams...

First, I just wanted to thank those of you that replied to my last post about the Princess Problem. I'm glad to know that I'm not the only woman on Earth who wouldn't mind being a SAHM and/or housewife. Although, I have to admit, if I was only a housewife, there would be no excuse as to why there's a waist-high pile of dirty laundry in the bedroom or why there's stacks of papers laying on the kitchen table.

Second on my mind, Wow!! The authors of my bloglist must have been feeling exceptionally BLOGGY in the last 24 hours! I've got a TON of reading to catch up on. LOVE it!

Finally, I wanted to share a wonderful dream with you all that I had last night. I dreamt that I was at a doctor's office, and I'm standing there in the exam room all by myself and apparently it's common practice to administer vaccines on your own, in this dream. So I'm gathering all of the pre-filled syringes and preparing them for injection, when a blonde haired girl, who bore a striking resemblence to Maria Lark, from Medium, came running into the room and out again through a door on the opposite side of the room. She was followed by Hubby, who was cradling a newborn. He passed the newborn off to me and went chasing after the little girl. I hollered at the little girl (Shelly, short for Michelle) to come back into the room, but was apparently not heard. I sat down and soon an older man - the doctor - came in the room and was asking questions about the baby.

I woke up with the distinct feeling that these two children were ours. Oh, and don't worry, I didn't inject anyone with anything. Thank goodness! :-) It was a very nice dream. I just wish that it hadn't been 3am when I woke up. lol

Another dream that I have (as in a goal...one that I really hope to achieve) is to lose about 15 lbs. by Christmas. I bought this beautiful dress about a month ago, with the intention of wearing it to a friend's baby shower. But it didn't fit quite right. I was rather uncomfortable and decided not to wear it. I was sadly going to return the dress, but then couldn't find the receipt and am unwilling to accept $15 for a dress that I paid $40 for. So, I've decided that my goal will be to wear this dress for Christmas. I just need to lose some weight in the middle, so that it hangs better and doesn't point out the fact that my boobs don't match the rest of me. I think 15/20lbs is achievable in 7 weeks. The only problem that I have is I don't know how to go about doing it! I need to get moving...Maybe walking a few times a week. And eating smaller portions. That's the plan. Keep your fingies crossed for me!

A post of randomness...What else is new

It's 9:31 on Wednesday morning and I am the only person in the office. Not because I'm some weirdo that enjoys coming in on holidays and weekends, but because 2 out of 7 people called emailed in sick, or whatever.

I typed out this long, whining thing about how I'm pissed that JB called in again, but whatever. Ya'll don't want to read that. I have found that the blogs that I really enjoy reading are the ones that aren't whining about how life sucks. Bitch and moan and wah wah wah...How are you supposed to comment when all I'm doing is vomiting my irrational foul mood at you? Paragraphs erased...Onto another topic.

It's now 9:47 and I'm STILL all alone. I really need to look for a new job. This morning, DreX was talking about how many women in the workforce view their job as that, a JOB, rather than a career. And many have what they called the "Princess Problem." Meaning that women work in order to provide for themselves until a man comes along and sweeps them off their feet and they live happily ever after. The two women on the show were appalled at this idea of men being the provider and blah blah blah.

Seriously?

You mean to tell me that if Richy Rich came to your rescue and said 'You never have to work again. I will rescue you from the pit of despair that is your job.' that you would turn him down??? Because I wouldn't!!!

If Hubby made enough money to support us both comfortably, my fat ass would be sitting at home, watching the end of Oprah right now.

I just got a text message from a friend of mine, saying that she's in labor. She was one of my sorority sisters, got her degree in teaching, worked in a bank for the last two years and, as far as I know, worked until yesterday. And today begins her retirement. Her husband makes enough money to allow her to stay home and raise her children, and she won't have to work. I'm so completely and totally jealous. Not only of the baby (not having that pity party today, tyvm), but also of the fact that she will get to be home with him after he's born. And not just for 6 weeks, but for as long as she wants!

I dunno, maybe it's because of how I grew up. My mom decided the same thing that my friend did, when I was born, she stopped working. I don't know if she would've gone back to work if she hadn't gotten MS, but I kinda think not. My dad was the provider. And in that picture in my head, I always imagined the same thing for myself.

Am I alone in this? I mean, for those of you that work, if Prince Charming swept you off your feet, would you choose to stay home? Or would you want to continue to work and advance your career - support yourself, rather than depending on a man?

Hey, 10:03 and finally, there's someone else here! I can go in search of coffee and a pee break! Lucky me!