And then do you know know what he said? I AM ONLY HALF WAY THERE! WOOT!!!
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Yesterday I was riding high. I was beyond excited about my post-op appointment and how good I looked and felt given that it had been less than a week after I got lipo.
I found these two memes on the internet. Together they reflect the highs and lows of motherhood, especially when you look at the context which is always, and forever, humor.
Heather’s mantra was to show no expression no matter what. On our way over we did a reality check and went over all the ways in which I could be disappointed.
AB and Mo wanted me to Facetime and I was like Bitches, please. Then they wanted to put me on speaker phone at the studio and I was like, will you please just leave me alone so I can watch my damn show?!
I was ready for today to bring the pain. Yesterday I was all hepped up on anesthesia and locals, not to mention all the pain meds so I wasn’t making any grand statements about how my recovery was going. I woke up this morning expecting to be in a lot of pain but was pleasantly […]
Tomorrow is the big day, I go in for my belly button revision surgery and lipo of my abdomen and love handles. I haven’t had time to get nervous about it with all the upheaval at home. Between the Colorado Pole Championship and all the hubbub surrounding fixing the water damage on the second and […]
I don’t like hugging. Well, it’s not that I don’t like it but I just don’t feel comfortable doing it … unless I am hugging a person that I know hates hugging more than I do then I hug them extra hard and long because then it turns into an act of aggression which is much more up my alley.
I just woke up from a barrage of tortured dreams that included: Trying to take dictation when I was only capable of remembering the last three words while typing onto an invisible keyboard Finding a teenage girl I was responsible for who kept moving higher and higher in a building with only stairs Talking her […]
I miss the effortless beauty of youth although I wouldn’t trade it for the beauty of less-effort existence of middle age.
