"What's Going On In Your Pants"

In my house there has been a rule made up recently, like while on vacation this June in New York.  Here is the "rule"... we cannot discuss what is happening in our pants.  Sounds a little strange, yeah it does to me too.  Let me explain...

While in NY I had mentioned that we need to hit up a drugstore so that I could buy some girly products (period time -of course I was on vacation, when else would I start???).  My "better half" decided that was more information than he needed to know/hear and I was told that it was an overshare.  I promptly informed him that 3 of the 4 occupants of the car either has had or would be having periods and he lived in a house with ALL females so suck it up and drive.  He decided he would pull rank and institute a new rule for the family.  New rule being we are no longer allowed to speak of anything happening in our pants. 

This new rule is funny for a couple of different reason but mainly because the "better half" is ALWAYS letting us know when he has had, needs to have, or simply cannot have a movement (as in bowel movement).  So we are always aware of what is happening in his pants.

Okay so that is the backstory now let me tell you how this all ties into last week.

I was having some issues that kind of had something to do with what was going on in my pants.  I really did think maybe I had a bad case of gas or something similar to that...but this is what happened.

On Monday, we had a busy day getting our 4 year old ready to start school on Wednesday.  We took her shoe, clothing, and supply shopping.  Yes, we did all of this in one afternoon. Have I mentioned that I am a procrastinator???  While shopping I started to get stomach cramps, nothing terrible but I was feeling like something just wasn't right.  Like always I ignored my symptoms and continued on with life.

On Tuesday, the 16 year old went in the morning to have all 4 wisdom teeth removed.  She was terrified, and I was anxious.  I didn't like the idea of her being put under.  Anyhow, everything went great with her.  But in the meantime I was still have the cramps but they were beginning to become intense.  Again, I ignored them and tended to my daughter.

Tuesday night at 8 p.m. I could no longer ignore the pain and decided to go to the Urgent Care.  Once there I waited for approximately forever to be seen, and once the doctor took one look at me and my symptoms promptly informed me that I MUST go to the ER immediately.  He was sure I had appendicitis. 

So off to the ER I went, where I wait for another eternity to be seen by a doctor.  Once seen by this doctor she too was sure I would need surgery to remove my appendix.  Well let me tell you, that I let both of these doctor know I did not have time for surgery one kid was at home in pain from teeth removal, the other kid had her first day of school the following morning, and to top it off my mom was moving the next day.  I could in no way, shape or form be in the hospital or laid up at home.  Needless to say neither doctor cared or felt sorry for me.

So here is what happened... it turned out to not be my appendix, I actually have a cyst on my ovary.  Extremely painful and very similar to your appendix bursting (so I'm told).  I didn't need surgery, however, I was unable to take my daughter for her first day of school, and could only lay on the couch for the next 24 hours (but the pain meds were really good).

So my week wasn't great.  But on a happier note my daughter is doing great.  She ended up having one of the incisions become infected so they cut that open and gave her antibiotics, and she is back to her ole' self now.  I am almost pain free and back in the swing of things.  And my younger daughter only gives me a guilt trip once in a while about not being able to take her.  However, I have had to promise that I will TRY to take her and pick her up for the rest of the year (notice the promise involved the word TRY).

Pour Your Heart Out

Linking up once again with Shell from Things I Can't Say...http://thingsicantsay-shell.blogspot.com/

I am supposed to be pouring my heart out, but I really can't find any one thing that I am ready to pour my heart out about.  I know this is a shock, because in my world there is always something that is happening and I need to vent, talk about.

I guess I am just going to talk about a couple of things that are happening right now.

First, I am not good with change (any kind of change).  I look like I can deal with it and I act like it doesn't bother me but on the inside I am cringing, crying, stomping my feet and acting like a big baby.  I like things to stay just as they have been because I know how everything works, and I feel comfortable with everything. 

With this being said my life has some big (they are big to me) changes coming up...

My dad who has always lived relatively close to me is now moving further away (not far but just further)

My mom who has always lived close by and spent alot of time with me and my kids now is moving also (not far just moving) and has stopped spending as much time with us.  I know this is nothing personal, and she is still the best Mom, and Mimi but it's just different.

And as you all probably already know my oldest daughter turned 16 in May, she got her license her car and I guess her freedom.  She has turned into a very independent, responsible, and mature young woman.  I am extremely proud, but I miss her needing me.

My "better half" works out of state and once again football season is upon us.  Which means he will be gone 5 days a week and we will only see him long enough for him to get clean clothes and take off again. 

and

My youngest is starting her second year of preschool and has grown up soooo much.  I miss the baby stage, heck I even miss the toddler stage.  She has become very independent and doesn't need me to do very much for her (I still have to pick up after her). 

So it seems that there are alot of changes happening and the more I want thing to stay the same, the more they change.  But I will put on my big girls pants (no jokes needed) and I will deal with everything, just like I always do.

This is whats happening in my world...hope you deal better with changes than I do.

To Marry or Not to Marry????

In my house there have been conversations for many, many, many years about marriage.  To marry or not to marry that is the question!!!

A little back story...

My "better half" and I have been together for almost 7 years.  We have the house(s) (we currently own 2 homes with 2 mortgages...damn economy but that's another blog), we have the daughters, we have the car payments, we have all the monthly bills...(I could go on but I won't...)

So there has been some debate, I mean discussions regarding marriage.  I think that we should at least be engaged (yes I want the damn ring, not so much the wedding but I really want the ring, come to think of it maybe I should just go buy a ring, because I have no need for the actual proposal or wedding)...Does it make me a little or alot strange that I have no desire for any of the over the top girlyness that weddings bring????

He thinks that things are good the way they are and not that he doesn't love me and want to spend the rest of his life with me but money would be more wisely spent on other things...such as college for the kids, retirement funds, saving for the future basically.  Did I mention that he is obsessive about money.  When it comes to money, he plans, and plan, and plans.  He tends to be a workaholic and tries as hard as he can without killing himself to give us a great life.  Which he does very well.

I love him and I know he loves me so is it really a big deal if I have a ring or not?  Does that piece of paper actually have any significance in our otherwise happy existence?  Are there still really people who can't believe that people like us wouldn't "just do it already"?  Well the answer to the last one is yes, and I have met some of them (they are not pleasant people).

So whats your take on this situation????

What do you think about marriage???? 

No I really do want your honest opinions.

Affection

Affection...isn't this something that everybody wants and craves????  The answer is NO.

Growing up hugs, kisses, cuddles, and many many praises were normal in my household.

My parents are very affectionate, sometimes to a fault. (my parents aren't weird pedophiles or anything, just very loving people)  This is how I grew up and what I am/was used to.  This is how I learned to show love.  When you love someone you hug them, you kiss them, and you praise them.

But then I met my "better half"!  He is not opposed to affection but definitely lacks in the affection department.  He is not a hugger, not a kisser, not a cuddler.  This is not to say he doesn't do these things, he does, just not on a regular basis.  He is much better with the 4 year old then he is with others, but it still isn't the amount I grew up with.  He grew up with just his Mom (his Dad passed when he was young), not sure if this has anything to do with his "shying" away from affection, just an observation on my part.

As you can imagine this was quite an adjustment for me.  In previous relationships and from what I saw growing up I was used to couples holding hands, kissing, cuddling on the couch while watching T.V. and these things just seemed foreign to him.  Slowly he has come around to my way of thinking, and slowly I have become more like him.  I think this happens with alot of couples, maybe we are more normal than anyone could have ever imagined!!!

There are times when all of us need our space, but there are also times when everyone needs a hug, kiss, or just a special look that lets them know they are not alone and there are people who love and care for them.