Good things and the Dentist

Steve and I had so much fun after I posted the doc appt post. I had gotten home from work a little early since I had the doc appt (around 5 as opposed to the usual 6), so we had a few hours of daylight left. Instead of going to the gym, we went for a walk around the neighborhood and then jumped in the community pool! It was so much fun. I hadn't swam in so long and after all this time of being focused on my weight, it felt good to feel weightless. We also had a ton of fun just being with each other. Walking home with the sun going down was so, so nice. It was a great time.

In news completely opposite of "great": I had to go to the dentist today because I've been having such a hard time with one of my teeth. The gum has been sore and it's been very sensitive. Come to find out my gum has receded and the root is exposed. There is nothing that can be done about it. I just have to brush with a prescription toothpaste for the next 3-6 months until the sensitivity is lessened. The dentist said over time I won't be able to feel it anymore. Bummer. I wish there was an instant fix because I'm tired of chewing on one side of my mouth. And weight loss surgery patients have to have good dentition to chew the million times that are necessary so food doesn't get "stuck". Boo.

Ok, back to good news. I found an amazing protein bar. "Impossible," you say? Nope - it is the Pure Protein bar in Chocolate Deluxe. Yummmm... It does have quite a bit of carbs (13 g), but my nutritionist said that was ok because they are good, vegetable carbs and I only eat one a couple times a week. And it has 20 g of protein.

Here is the website. You can't buy them on this website, but they have a "where to buy" section. I picked mine up at Walmart (rarely do I go to Walmart, but I need a cheap in-between-sizes bathing suit!) and have also bought them from Publix. I also tried the Blueberry Crumb Cake flavor which was also amazing. They are chewy and not rock-hard like other protein bars I've tried. And yes, those are real (fake) chocolate chips you see! I say it again - yummmmm. And yes, the protein bars and my dental problems are completely unrelated!

Rambling...

I must say that I am extremely happy with my weight loss this week. I went from 244 to 239 - yahoo! Two more lbs until I'm halfway to goal. I can't believe it. My mom came over last weekend and helped me clean out my closet. I'm now wearing pants somewhere between 18-20 and I can fit into 14/16 or 16/18 tops. I've never really considered myself "bottom heavy" so I'm surprised that there is a difference. Clothing manufacturers are ridiculous. Anyway, I have about 70 items for the consignment store! I'll use the money I make for new clothes. I couldn't believe some of the items that were too small on me prior to surgery that are too big on me now. I was actually sad to see some of them go because they were so pretty! I did keep my "fat jeans" for comparison later!

In less happy news, I have been plagued by headaches recently. I had them often before surgery but felt a reprieve for a while. The past couple of weeks have been filled with headaches - especially when I first wake up in the morning. Like I usually do, I'll probably just put up with the ailment until my next doctor's appointment, which isn't until 4/6.

I'm in a funk today. Not much energy - I just want to go home and take a nap. I guess it doesn't help that I started my day with a bad attitude. On my way to work today, I was thinking how my whole life I've been actively doing something. But for the past few years I've just been waiting. Waiting for life to move on. I know I should "enjoy the journey" and all that jazz, but it's so hard when I just want to start a family. 2006 I graduated UCF, 2007 I graduated with my MBA, later in 2007 we got married and bought our first home. 2008, 2009, and 2010 are my "waiting years". Hopefully, 2011 will be my pregnant year! Haha. It's not just a baby I'm waiting on. I'm also waiting to lose all my weight so I can be at a stable weight for the first time in forever. And financially I feel like there is always a better place to be. It's all very frustrating! And I have NEVER claimed to be a patient person.

Keeping Up...

...sorta.  

Well, sadly, Bill passed away shortly after my last post.  He was able to go peacefully, but it has been very hard on his family.  I'm sure this Sunday will be tough for his two boys as the first Father's Day without him.

Onto happier news, we adopted a new kitty!  We (well, really just me) felt like Harley needed a friend.  He just seemed so lonely moping around the house all by himself.  Once I convinced Steve of this idea, he started looking up pets for adoption on Petfinder.com.  Let me take this time to say how important it is to go the adoption route.   There are so many abandoned and neglected animals that need homes that there is no reason to support ignorant people who breed

 their animals for fun or stupidly choose not to spay/neuter.  But I digress...

So, Steve fell in love with a picture of a little tiger kitty called "Little Boy Blue".  We contacted the foster mom and was able to get the kitty the next week!  His story is so sad.  The rescue group was given a tip that baby kittens were dumped into the dumpster behind a local Chinese buffet in town.  The owner of the restaurant wanted to just leave them for the garbage truck to come collect.  Well, the rescue group went out there as soon as they heard and it happened to be garbage day.  Our kitty and his sister were rescued hours before they would have been killed no doubt.  I only hope there weren't more kitties in there that couldn't be located.

The vet approximated his birthday to be St. Patrick's Day.  In honor of his newly-found Irish background (and because it is so darn cute), we named him Dublin Murphy.  Murphy is my grandmother's maiden name.  Without further ado...

He has a little orange nose.  His mother was Siamese.  He is the WILDEST little bugger ever!  Harley and him had a rough start, but now they are best buds.

'Til next time...

Sad news

My parents' neighbor, Bill, was diagnosed with brain cancer a couple years ago.  He is now 47 and checked into the hospital last night to live his final days.  Just a couple weeks ago, it was found that the cancer had completely engulfed his brain and nothing else could be done.  He leaves behind his wife and two sons, 18 and 16.  He was always so pleasant to be around and truly loved life.  He will be missed tremendously.

The Hole

This past weekend, Steve fell through the ceiling.  Yes, my adorable husband dangled through the rafters like a monkey while insulation exploded into every crevice of our home office.  Poor Steve.  He was running an ethernet cable, slipped, and came through the drywall.  He pulled himself back up because it was still to far to fall.  I'm so glad he didn't get hurt.  But OMGOSH THERE IS A HOLE IN THE CEILING!  Ok, not anymore, but there was.  My dad came over Sunday and helped Steve patch it up (rather, my dad patched it up while Steve played gopher).  Here are some pictures.

Today is a good day

So far. It is amazing how Tuesday I had just about the worst day ever at work since I started full time six months ago. And today, it is a good day. It is no wonder so many people are diagnosed as bipolar. This morning I followed Hubby to the Ford dealership so he could drop his car off. He drives a convertible Mustang (his pre-children car I call it) and the little window in the back stopped retracting. Given his OCD tendencies, this drove him crazy. I was able to spend some time with him this morning and get to work a little late. Today is Friday, so I'm comfortable in my jeans. My hair looks cute. My boss just called and told me to take off at 3:00 since it is Memorial Day weekend and no one is on campus today. For some reason, classes were cancelled since it is the Friday before Memorial Day. I don't ever remembering that happening to me.

The best part of today? After I go home and pack - wait for it - we are going to visit the triplets!!! [note the three explanation points] Matthew, Luke and John are about 4 months old and are just dying to see me. Their mommy told me so. Just look at these faces.



How can I not be having a good day?! Only 4 working hours and 2.5 travelling hours and I get to SNUGGLE!!! Can you tell I have a severe case of baby rabies?