The post about female parts.

Yesterday I went to the girly doctor (who happened to be a guy) and got some really great news. I've been on a quest to do something about my stupid period for awhile now. Without going into gross detail we'll just say my periods are longer and more frequent than most, it's annoying.

So, I was reading a magazine a couple of months ago and I found an article by my OB in Houston that delivered my kids and it was talking about a uterine ablation to deal with heavy periods. I made a mental note and decided next time I go to my regular doctor I would ask about it. Well, I went to my doctor, he put in a referral so I could ask a Gyno about it and yesterday was the day.

I had an exam, he showed me my uterus and stuff and showed me why I have the problem I do and informed that I am a great candidate for the procedure, yay!!! Basically, in a few weeks they're going to put me to sleep and boil my insides and hopefully I won't bleed anymore. My ovaries will still function and stuff so I'll still get emotional and break out in zits but no more days and days of bleeding.

I'm so excited right now, I may never have to buy tampons again...well, until Sophia starts...I really don't want to think about that.

Stop looking at my cookie.

Today I have a dreaded gyno appointment, it wouldn't be so bad but this is my first time to see this doctor and he's male. I don't have a problem with male doctors, actually some of my best doctors are male, but for some reason I always freak out and worry that they are going to be super hot. I think this is because my OB that delivered both of my kids was incredibly handsome and also somehow reminded me of my uncle which totally weirded me out.

Keep your fingers crossed for me that I get an ugly, old gyno.

Holy Eggs

This is one of the great things about living in the Bible Belt, even your eggs are religious.

The funny thing is I've been using this particular brand of eggs for a few months now and I just noticed this. I guess this makes them feel better about those poor aborted chickens in there.

Adjusting

On Friday I went to the doctor to get an adjustment for my band, I've been having trouble losing weight lately and thought tightening my band should help. Well, without getting all technical and stuff, my band is too tight now. I haven't been able to eat solids since Thursday, I'm starving here. I lost 5 pounds but this is NOT how I want to lose weight. I'm so weak from not eating that I can't run, I can barely even do the dishes.

I'm going in to my doctor in just a little bit and I'm having the fill taken out, I'd rather not lose weight and still be able to run than lose weight and not be able to anything. I can't wait to be able to take a sip of water and not have to wait 5 minutes for it to go down.

Musical Neighbors

We live on an Army base, that means neighbors come and go a lot! Right now, out of the 4 houses closest to us, 3 neighbors are moving. Sometimes it's really sad when a neighbor moves, you get to know them, you get to know their kids, their pets and it's just sad to see them go. Other times you are elated, they were crappy people and their moving day can't get here fast enough.

Yesterday I found out that one of our neighbors is moving and although I am kind of friends with this mom I'm super excited. The problem is that my kids and her kids have really taken to each other and her kids have some VERY bad habits. It's going to be hard on my kids at first but they'll meet new friends and all will be okay, hopefully this time though it will be friends that don't cuss and hit people and treat their siblings like garbage and ring our doorbell 80 times a day after we've already said Nicholas is not coming outside anymore.

So, on the one hand I'm happy these people are moving but on the other I'm sad for them. They aren't moving duty stations, they are being kicked out of the Army. It's their own fault so I'm not sad for the parents but I'm sad for the kids. They weren't planning on this and I know you are thinking, a lot of people lose their job and aren't planning on it, but these people are not only losing a job but their house as well. They have no back up (which is stupid on their part but whatever), they have 4 kids and are about to be homeless and the saddest part is that it's all happening next month, Christmas is going to suck for them.

I feel bad that I'm so glad about them moving because it's bad for their family but it's going to be good for my kids and they're my main concern. I wish the circumstances were different but they're not. I really hope they get their shit together and maybe this move will turn into something good for them. I also really hope that one of these 3 empty houses will get occupied by some kick ass neighbors, as of right now there is only us and one other couple on our street that kick ass, we need company.

The calm before the storm.

Right now things are really boring here, I know I always complain about how boring Oklahoma is but nothing is happening right now and I mean NOTHING! In this case it's kind of a good thing, pretty soon life is going to get really hectic.

Luis is about to get the ball rolling on some pretty serious stuff with his career, things that could completely change the course of our lives. We've had a plan since we got married about what we wanted to do, where we wanted to go in life and what we wanted to achieve. When Luis got cancer it threw everything out the window, we had to make a new plan but now we're starting to take scraps of that old plan and piece them together again.

We're taking chances with our way of life and that scares the crap out of me but we can't continue the way things are now, we hate it here and to potentially be stuck here for 10 more years makes us both contemplate suicide (that's a joke, we are not suicidal).

Our fingers are crossed that everything is going to work out the way we want it to but there are no guarantees. It feels nice though to finally be doing something about it rather than just complaining, I have a feeling though that everything is going to work out just fine and I really hope I'm right.

Ferrero Rocher, thy name is devil candy.

When I was in college I had a Russian roommate that loved to eat all kinds of weird things :pate, caviar, lox and cream cheese bagels, just weird stuff to a normal American teenager that refused to even eat onions.

One day she brought home some Ferrero Rocher chocolates and I thought, finally, something we can actually eat together. But I didn't know it was hazelnut chocolate, I HATE hazelnuts!!! I tried one and spit it out saying it was the worst thing to happen to chocolate....ever!

For my birthday that year, I'm not sure why, she decided to get me a big box of Ferrero Rochers. When I reminded her that I hated them she said, "Oh, I forgot, I guess I'll just eat them." How nice of her.

That was years ago but a couple of weeks back I decided that I wanted some chocolates, good chocolate too not waxy Hershey's or anything but I didn't want to spend a ton of money on Godiva's either. I saw that Ferrero now makes Rondoir chocolates and that is pretty much just chocolate, they also make Garden coconut candies; I wanted to try them both but I didn't want to have to get a big box of both so instead I bought a variety pack. The problem with this was that it had the Rochers in it also and I hate Rocher, remember?

I figured, to hell with it, I would buy the pack anyway and I could just give the Rochers to someone. Before I could give them away though I decided to try them one more time, OMG!!! These are soooooooo good! So good that the next time I bought a box of just the Rochers, you heard me right, I bought another box. In fact, I bought another one after that too.

I don't know how I'm supposed to lose weight with these things existing, they are seriously my new favorite candy. I can't believe I used to hate these, what was wrong with me? They really are devil candy, I can't stop thinking about them. I kind of wish I had never tried them again and just went along thinking they were crap, instead I entered the sweepstakes to win a case of them here. You should too, these suckers are hella good!

Twice in one day!

I told you that I was going to be dying my hair blonde for Halloween, well, I knew it would probably take more than one go round to get my hair as blonde as I want it but here is the first stage. I hate it, I think the color is a little too close to the color of my skin but I have to wait a few weeks to give my hair a break before I go lighter. It really resembles straw right now, in color and texture.

Kid Radar

What is it about kids that makes them know the exact wrong moment to do anything? Luis and I call it kid radar. As soon as we think maybe we could get in an afternoon quickie? it's like all of a sudden they are knocking on the door asking us to change the channel or if they can have a snack. Basically, they could leave us alone for hours when we aren't doing a thing but the second we start to get amorous they become the neediest kids on the planet.

Last night kid radar worked a little differently but it was still just as annoying. It was 9:30 pm and I was laying down thinking I'm finally going to get a decent amount of sleep, I'll be so rested in the morning. Sophia's radar kicked in and she decided to wake up eleven billion times last night. The most annoying part was that she was screaming bloody murder and when I got in her room and asked her what was wrong, she said, "I just really wanted to give you a hug." Seriously? It's 1:30 in the freaking morning!

After the fifth time she woke up requesting something stupid I brought her in my room and laid her on the floor. She still kept waking up but at least I didn't have to get out of bed to deal with her. So, basically this morning I'm exhausted and may very well end up taking a nap today which will screw up my sleep schedule for the rest of the week. Yay kids!!!

Dress Rehearsal

Halloween is around the corner and this year I decided to be a pin up girl, the problem with this is if you don't get the hair right you're just going to look like a moron. So, today I did my first trial run of a hairstyle I found online. This is my version of victory curls.
Of course, taking the pictures myself made it pretty damn impossible to get a good view of the actual curls. I did a side ponytail with a red flower to add to it but I haven't decided if that's going to be my final 'do.

And of course, I have to show a pic of my shoes that gave me the whole idea of being a pin up girl. Have I mentioned that I heart Michael Kors...because I do!

So, I'm pretty sure before Halloween I'm going to dye my hair platinum blonde. I know most pin ups had brown hair but I never do anything by the book. I'll be sure to post pics on Halloween.

Sickos....and stuff.

Nicholas was sick all weekend, which totally sucked ass, and my mom was freaking out calling me every 5 minutes checking on him because she was convinced he had swine flu. He woke up Friday morning with 102 fever and basically laid in bed and ate Tylenol like candy until Sunday when he miraculously had 98.6....out of nowhere.

He was really upset that he missed his race on Saturday but he's got another one coming up on Halloween so I told him he's be alright. I did make it to my run on Saturday but I was extremely sleep deprived, you can read about it here if you want.

Due to Nicholas' illness we missed out on a get together at my neighbors place which kinda sucked. So, instead we watched recorded tv and played Halo all weekend, we're losers! Being a girl playing Halo online is always fun because I get to hear all kinds of fucked up things from people. Here are a few:

Random player: "Dude, you sound like a fag."
Me: "Hey idiot, I'm a girl."

Random player: "You're a chick? Are you hot?"
Me: "Yeah, I look like a porn star and I actually play Halo in the nude."

Random player: "Hey *AllieApple, what's your name?"
Me: "Susan."
*AllieApple is my gamer tag.

Random player: "Hey Allie, are you hot?"
Me: "No, I weigh 500 pounds and have a beard."

Random player: "Allie, you're mopping the floor with these guys."
Me: "Of course, I'm a girl, next I'm going to do the dishes."

Short post about pants.

True story that only pertains to me: I'm wearing my husband's jeans today. Why? Because I can!

Also, I'm only 10 pounds away from my goal so I decided to add 15 pounds to it, 25 pounds to go!