Monday, December 30, 2013

2014 is just a day away!

Let's talk about 2014. 

I'll be 26 this year. That feels weird. Mainly because I know I'm over halfway to being 30. And let's not discuss my lack of success with my 30 before 30 list yet. Hubs will be 27. 

Our 5yr wedding anniversary is this year. I'm not sure why, but half decades seem to be more important than other anniversaries. Our 7th year of dating is this year, too. 

We're going to walk in the Walk for Hope, hosted by RESOLVE. My cysters and their friends and family are going as well. The Walk for Hope raises awareness for infertility. It's pet-friendly, but I'd have to get Spike leash trained really soon.

What are my hopes for 2014?
- be a happier me
- run a 5k 
- lose some weight
- get the house organized
- have a garage sale
- enjoy my life

The biggest hurdle to overcome right now is my self-hatred. That's got to change. I'm going to be more focused on completing my Happify tasks, and actually attempt to follow through on old ideas. There is so much I could do if I really focused on it. That's what I need to do. And I will - because I'm tired of the way things are right now.

What are your resolutions? 

Tuesday, December 24, 2013

Skipping Christmas and headed straight to New Year's

Holy crap, we're already at the end of this year? Where did the time go? Last year's resolution was to become a MILF. Or at least get my body prepared to start trying to get preggo with a donor in 2014. Yeah, that didn't happen. So I've made the next year's resolutions a little easier. I'm going to focus on becoming a happier me and organize/clean my house. Much less stressful than trying to put a numerical requirement or some awful restrictions on my life. I had hoped that we might be able to move out into a house this coming May, but I don't think that's going to happen, especially with the financial problems we've encountered this year. So I'm going to save that for 2015. It won't kill us to stay in the townhome for another year. In fact, it'll end up being the 2nd longest location that I've stayed in. It is kinda nice to not be moving every year or two. However, I might look into houses this year anyway, because I could get lucky. It can't hurt to look, right? And I can't get a second dog, which I want so badly, until we live in a different place, or get the house organized. I've got tons of projects strewn all over the house that I need to complete. I'll be glad when I get them done. I'll be glad to see my floor again, so I can cover it in glitter hahahaha

We're not doing anything special for Christmas. Actually, I didn't even get the stuff out of the closet this year. I've got a trunk full of new decorations that never got put up. I haven't wrapped any presents. I'm just going to give Hubs his gifts in the packages they were mailed in. I'm completely out of holiday cheer this year. But Hubs has been really sick this past week, including two trips to the doc and an x-ray. It's hard to be cheerful when you see your husband so sick. He lost 10 pounds between the doc on Sat and the doc this morning. He doesn't have 10 pounds to lose! He hasn't been able to eat or keep any liquid down. They had to give him a phenergan shot because he couldn't keep the pills down. I feel so bad, because I was the first one to get sick. He got it from me and it got much worse, really fast. I've been up and down with him every night since Friday. I can only hope that the new meds we got, which dissolve in the mouth, can help him. His throat is raw and quite painful. I've never seen him this sick, and it SUCKS. My checkbook doesn't like it either, but oh well. We'll survive, just like we always do.

What are you thinking about as a New Year's resolution?

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Here's a holiday video that brought a smile to Hubs' face :)

Thursday, December 12, 2013

Charities vs. Finances

I don't think I talk about my finances a lot - most of the time I keep it a secret so people won't ask me for money. But I need to complain about it this week.

Last Thursday, the night it started icing in Texas, I discovered that a post-dated charity donation I made to a local symphony was pulled out of my account 2 weeks early. I keep a very strict watch on my money, especially since I only get paid once a month. We were getting down to the end of my paycheck, and had already forgotten to pay the rent until the 3rd. That got me a late fee. Then I found out about the early pull of the donation. I was quite frustrated because I knew that the rent check would bounce if I didn't get enough cash to cover my donation.

Friday morning I have cash in hand. But it was the first full day of all the ice, and everything was closed. We've been using my mom's car since ours gave up, and she refused to let us drive to the bank. I understood her reasoning, and respected it. But I was dreading the possibility of the rent bouncing. Hubs had decided that he would walk the 3 miles to the bank, in the cold, so we could get this taken are of for as cheap as possible. 15 unanswered calls later, I decide that the bank isn't open. Saturday I find the non-sufficient funds fee in my account. Ugh. We got it all resolved on Monday, or at least from the bank and apartment's viewpoint. I still have to repay my mom and grandmother for the loaned money to cover it.

Credit: NBC DFW
So I say all this in order to discuss a couple of conversations I had with my mother. Throughout the year, Hubs and I donate to charity when we feel like it. We've donated to dozens of charities over the course of our 6 years together. And at Christmas, we ALWAYS pick out a Salvation Army Angel. Okay, we get 2. We always pick a little boy and little girl. It's our way of getting to shop in a department that usually makes us cry. And we did that this year as usual. Well, my mom decided to gripe at me about my charity donations. I understand why, because if we hadn't picked Angels this year, we wouldn't need to borrow money. Mom said that I shouldn't be spending money on charity since I need to buy a car. Yes, I should have saved the money. She said that I needed to help myself before I help others, like flight attendants always tell you about using the oxygen masks. But I have always been the person to help others. If I ever needed to put the oxygen mask on, I'd probably help the person next to me before I help myself. I'm just that way. Yes, that did backfire on me this month. And yes, I should save my money. But I can't change the past. That's where the frustration of these conversations begins. I try to point out that I can't go back in time and change things. I can't take back my donations. Yes, I'll be saving money from now on. I'm going to do my best to ignore charity pleas for a while. But I don't feel I should be griped at for my past charity decisions. I usually have the money that other people may need.

Ok, rant over. I just needed to get that into words so I could stop replaying it in my head.

Do you donate to charities?

Tuesday, December 10, 2013

It's that time of year... for doctors' appointments!

I had my bi-annual rheumatologist appt today. I have been waiting for it so I could inform the doc about how the meds I'm on were useless. Well, not completely useless. But the pain meds were just taking the edge off, making life barely tolerable. I didn't call and tell him about it a few months ago, because I really don't want to look like a drug addict. I know that I already look that way when the pills bounce around in my purse.

The conclusion is to increase the dosage of the pain killers I'm on. If that doesn't work, I'm headed to a pain management specialist that will just make my life more difficult, with strict limits, monthly appts, etc. He also wants me to workout. I know I need to, but I haven't done it. In order to have a little more energy so I can work out, he wants me to take Synthroid. I'm a little hesitant to start it, because I've heard that once you start it, you can't really go off of it. But I've also heard from friends that they've stopped needing it after they lost a decent amt of weight. So weight is what I need to focus on. Duh. I'm thinking that I could maybe try the synthroid for a couple of months, since it's such a low dosage, and see how it goes. If I don't like what it does (or doesn't) do, I'll talk to Doc to make another change.

On another Dr note... I was supposed to meet with my psychiatrist last week. Then the atmosphere decided we needed a few days of ice. Doc closed his office and cancelled 2 days of appts. I called to reschedule and I can't get in until New Years Eve. Thank goodness I didn't need any med refills, since I have to wait that long. I feel really bad for anyone that was cancelled that really needed meds.

On the bright side, the Victoria's Secret fashion show is tonight. I watch it every year. A few years ago they had this amazing set of wings covered in butterflies that I wanted to reach through the tv and steal. I can't wait to see all the wings tonight.

Tuesday, December 3, 2013

Thanksgiving Weekend Highlights

This past holiday weekend was eventful, to say the least. We had Thanksgiving at Dad's. My sister, Elle, was there too. Midway through dinner, We got from my mom. It said 'Memaw n hospital. Emergency surgery'. Memaw just had back surgery a month or two ago, and had been having problems with an infection near her surgical incision. She had already been to the doc and received antibiotics, which apparently weren't working. Thanksgiving Day, Papaw takes Memaw to the emergency room due to the pain she was in. They did an MRI and discovered an epidural abscess, an infection along the spinal cord. We left Dad's and headed to the hospital. They didn't end up doing the surgery until early Friday morning. They found that the infection wasn't as bad as they originally believed. She's still in the hospital because her blood count was really low. She's supposed to be moving to a rehab center in the next day or two so she doesn't have to recuperate in the hospital.

On the way to the hospital Thurs night, my other grandmother called me. I've talked about her before. I love her to death, but it drives me crazy when she calls the day before she's in town to say she's in town. I had plans to have my niece over for the weekend to help with the Christmas decorations. But... I couldn't take her with me to see Nana, so I had to cancel those plans. I always have to cancel plans for Nana... Anyways, she wanted to go shopping Sat morning, so we met at the mall, hopped in my Elle's truck, and went to Kohls. On the way there, Elle and I noticed that the transmission wasn't shifting gears like it should have been. She decided to drop us off at the store and go to a shop to get it looked at. She didn't even make it out of the parking lot, as the problem got worse. We ended up driving it to Auto Zone and replacing the speed sensor, as it was causing problems. Our hope had been that if we replaced the $22 part and it fixed the issues, then we could celebrate not having to spend $2k on transmission work. Thankfully, we were right. I did get two new pairs of shoes (the black plaid and red) that day, amongst the chaos that was the misbehaving vehicle.

Sat afternoon, after we got back from shopping and lunch, I find one of my littlest munchkins, Coconut, dead. After a long cry and a mouse burial, I didn't want to do anything else. I can't even remember if I made dinner that night. I think we just ate the leftovers from lunch. Sunday was a bore. I got some needed sleep, made some smoothies for Mom and Memaw, and watched tv.

Monday I ended up making several dishes for food this week. I roasted all of my butternut squash and brussels sprouts, and made a big bowl of quinoa.

I followed these recipes as a base:
Roasted Brussels sprouts and butternut squash:

I also wanted to use the rest of the sweet potatoes I had cooked for cookies last week. I made Leann's awesome Quinoa sweet potato POW breakfast cookies, which I adore. Who wouldn't love cookies for breakfast?

I guess that's it for this weekend. How was your holiday?