When someone is drinking water and it’s gone down the wrong pipe, you don’t need to ask them 35,342 times if they are ok. When this happens, all you want to do is cough to get the water out, not have to nod your head every 2 seconds to make bystanders feel better.
P.S. The church friends DID have the baby! And, yoga was awesome to the maxx. I can’t wait to go next week.
- I’ve lost 1 pound and I don’t care where it is.
- Big Phannie is coming to RVA Easter Weekend.
- We *think* some friends from church had their baby.
- Tomorrow is Friday.
- I’ve gotten two, count ‘em two, kind and supportive emails from a parent who used to scare the bejeezus out of me.
- I’m trying out the Yoga class at Gold’s tonight.
- Yoplait yogurt (shut up, Ross, you win) was on sale at Kroger: 5 for $3.
- I’ve already had 64 ounces of water today.
- Today is the last day of our SOL simulation testing.
- This list is finished.
Apparently one of the side effects of going off of Lexapro is a tingling sensation, sometimes described as “electric shocks.” Boy howdy, that has kicked in today. I wouldn’t describe it as an “electric shock” but rather “pins and needles.” All over my body. All of the time. It’s not painful, just weird. Stretching and massages are apparently the best treatment for this. Gift certificates or cash donations will be accepted.
I talked to my doctor last week and we came to a decision. It’s time for me to try going of my anti-anxiety medication. I’ve been on it for almost two years and I was ready to give myself a chance. He was really wonderful about the whole thing. I think a lot of doctors would have just said “Ok” and sent me on my way. After a couple days of phone tag, we actually got to talk about it in depth. He asked me why I wanted to go off of it and what coping strategies I was going to use instead. We talked about the importance of keeping up the exercise and the strategy of saying “no” to things (and people) that expose me to unnecessary stress. He assured me if it doesn’t work out that I shouldn’t be disappointed in myself and we will figure out the best thing to do next. And to think I was actually going to switch doctors.
This hymn gets me every time. Particularly this verse:
My sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thought!
My sin, not in part but the whole,
Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more,
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!
Either I sing it louder than anyone in church or I can’t get the words out at all because they get me so choked up. I think I love this verse so much because is what I have the hardest time grasping. Probably because when I forgive people, I don’t *really* forgive them for a while. Dr. Phil would say I’m a “scorekeeper” because I tend to log people’s mistakes in my mind and hold on to them for a long time. I can’t believe that with all of the mistakes I’ve made and continue to make, big and small, that someone actually forgives me totally and completely.
This is Sadie! No, she’s not ours (unfortunately). My mom and step-dad will be getting her in the next few weeks. I can tell by looking at her that I’m already her favorite. Her teeny tiny ears kill me with their cuteness. She will be staying with us for a week in June and I am SO EXCITED. Hopefully my two gigantic pups won’t eat her.
Friday: I was going to take the day off but I couldn’t get the sub I wanted, so I went in anyway. Dealt with a lot of Spring fever and the accompanying insanity. Went to the gym after work. Came home and showered. Met up with Ross at Nic and Kate’s for poker. Only stayed for a little while because I was so worn out from my long week. Came home and watched many episodes of Nip/Tuck.
Saturday: Forgot to turn off my alarm. Woke up at 7am and was *this* close to getting into the shower because I thought I had to go to work. Went back to bed. Woke up and went with the in-laws to Ginger for a yummy-in-my-tummy lunch. Went to Lowe’s and bought stuff for our square-foot garden. Started constructing said garden. Cheered Ross on as he bravely went under our house (the crawl space is seriously like 2 feet by 2 feet) to turn on the water line to our hose. Met up with Jenni and Mark for sushi. Went back to their place to see the cutie-pie Remus. Marvelled at how he is becoming a real person. Met up with Jake and Rachel at Mom Siam. Ate Jake’s rice. Went to Can-Can and got overpriced drinks. Came home and went to bed.
Sunday: Got up and went to Lowe’s to buy additional plants for the garden AND to exchange my gardening gloves that had a right AND left hand one. Finished up the garden and planted the vegetables. Went to the gym. Came home and showered. Went to church. Conned Ross into getting pizza for dinner. Did some laundry. Watched some T.V. To bed soon.
Have a great week!
Today I am wearing my size 4 jeans. This hasn’t happened in a long time. I will celebrate by stuffing my face with cafeteria pizza.
Why oh why do you have to be the best show ever? How could I have been so foolish as to not watch you all along? You’re the cream in my coffee, the salt in my stew, and I love you and all of your ridiculous situations with everything that I am. With every episode, you get more and more far-fetched…and more of my heart.
Until I have Season 3 in my trembling, in-love hands,
Valerie
A.K.A The number one Nip\Tuck fan in the whole entire world
A.K.Ak TNONTFITWEW
Friday: Taught my booty off, got caught up on my grading, went to the gym, came home, took a ridiculously long nap, ate some pizza with friends, totally effed up my bamboo stitch scarf to the point of no repair.
Saturday: Hung out with Maura, bought some clothes, watched a lot of TV, got Wendy’s for dinner, watched half of Tea with Mussolini, went to bed.
Sunday: Awesome time at the gym, went to the grocery store, cleaned the upstairs, did some laundry, got Taco Bell for dinner, watched The Natural, more laundry, to bed soon.