Randomness Like Only I Can Do...

* Holy cow, two blog post in one week? Someone better make sure I'm not running a fever or anything lol.

* I must admit, I do miss blogging. I've lost my mojo. I'm guessing people reading my blog and thinking every snarky statement I make is about them has had something to do with that. Whatever.

* This weekend my Son and his GF are going out of town for a mudding event and they've ask Mr Luvah Luvah and I if we would keep the baby. We are so freakin' excited! They're going to drop her off Thursday night and pick her up Sunday morning.

* This is the first time they've let us have her for an entire weekend. She's only spent the night with us once. We're beyond excited.

* If all goes well Thursday night then my Godchild and I are going to take Peyton and her baby Gabrielle to the zoo for the day. 

* Saturday there's a huge festival here that I've never been to that Hubby really wants to go to so I think we're going to load up the stroller and go check out all of the wonderful music!

* This morning at 6 am when Mr Luvah Luvah left for work it was 70 degrees. I love Louisiana.

* Friday is our wedding Anniversary. It's amazing, I'm more in love with my husband than I ever thought possible. I know that he supports me 100% and he's got my back no matter what. Which is exactly how it should be! I do the same for him.

* We're probably just going to go out to dinner...shit I just realized we agreed to babysit on the weekend of our anniversary lol.

* I'm getting Hubby a cook book that he's been wanting since Xmas. He's going to be excited. He's getting me clothes lol. He told me to pick out what I wanted and since I'm a clothes whore...

* In three months it will be the one year anniversary of our moving to Louisiana. I'm so glad to be home. I'm so thankful that Hubby has adjusted to living here as well as he has.

* He loves EVERYTHING about living here. The weather, the food, the people. He says he'd never move back to the East Coast.

* Honestly, I worried about him moving here. I didn't know if he was going to like it. I'm so glad he does!

* Breakfast for supper tonight. One of our favorite meals!

Well, that's my randomness for the day!

My Hubby Always Tells Me...

That Facebook is nothing but Drama. He wants nothing to do with it. And even though I love being on FB and connecting with family and friends that I don't live near, school friends whom I haven't seen in years...and just keeping up with what's going on in everyone's lives, well I kind of agree with him about the drama. I always try to make a point of not posting any personal drama on there.

Though, I'll be honest...it has happened once or twice. And even then I was very vague about what was going on and who (or what) it was about. I was never trying to start drama on FB, or start an argument with anyone. Just expressing my frustration with what was going on in my life at the time.


Any "issues" (drama) in my family isn't something I want to advertise for the whole world to see. Though, we all have it don't we? I can't imagine anyone who can claim that they have the perfect family and if you do...you're lying to yourself!

I can honestly say that I have never intentionally tried to hurt someone's feelings. I've never posted something with the mindset of "This is about you, I know it, you know it but it's vague enough that no one will really know!" I'm just not that kind of person. And for anyone to think that I ever would hurts me to the very core of my being.

Anytime I have posted something personal like that, I was intentionally vague because I didn't want to hurt anyone's feelings (or start "drama" with anyone). But like most people, I need a place to express myself. I try to do it with the least amount of drama. It's what's best for everyone involved. I don't judge other people for how they choose to express themselves and I hate that I'm judged for it.

It amazes me that someone can read something on your FB (and/or blog) and just assume that it was about them without asking me right out if it is. (Not to mention, it's a little vain don't you think?) It's what I would do (more on that later). Because if you don't then you could possibly be wrong.

And sometimes when you're mad/hurt and you don't really know the truth then you run the risk of cutting someone out of your life that didn't deserve it and that really cares a great deal for you. You could be missing out on someone who could add greatly to your life. You're also cutting out any chance of getting the issue/problem resolved.

One of the traits that I hate about myself is that I care greatly what others think about me. Other peoples opinions of me can make me tear myself apart. I wish I knew how to change that but I don't. It's who I am. I'll trip over myself just to be accepted by people who matter to me, and I shouldn't have to.

I accept people for who they are. I might not always like it, but I do it anyway. Because who am I to judge right? We all have the right to our own opinions, at least that's the way it's supposed to be.
You should never judge someone for their opinions unless you want to be judged for yours. If I'm accepting of you, and your opinions then you should be accepting me of me and mine.

So, back to the FB stuff. There were some issues with my DIL this weekend and stuff that she put on FB that I thought was about me. I asked, and it was. Eventually we worked it out. It wasn't easy but for my Son's sake it's what needed to be done.

Trust me when I say, it was hard for me. But sometimes you just have to suck it up for the people that you love. Especially if you want to (continue to) have a close relationship with them.

Between the situation with the DIL and other issues sometimes I just think I'd be better off just deleting my FB and my blog. But the only thing I think that would resolve would be that my feelings would get hurt less. But I would lose the only places that I have to express myself. It's a no win situation. Either way I go.

In closing, judge not least you be judged.

Pain Management?

As I've mentioned before, I have fibromyalgia and ruptured disc as well as a couple of other conditions that cause me to be in constant pain. I've never been a person who likes to take a lot of pain medications...I just hate the way they make me feel. But there are times when I have no choice, the pain just gets to be too much.

There are a couple of reasons that I hate taking pain meds. I hate the way they make me feel. I itch all over, I hate feeling "loopy". I know too many people who are addicted to RX's drugs.

I've always hated going to "pain management." A couple of days ago the hubby and I were talking about it and he asked me why it bothered me so much. It just feels so degrading to me. First of all, I have to take a urine test every time I go, like I'm some kind of junkie or something. I mean, I do understand...there are A LOT of "legal drug addicts" out there. People who "doctor shop." Not to mention, usually sitting in the waiting room of a pain management doctors office is like sitting in a probation officers office...it looks like a room full of crack heads.

I had my first appointment with my pain management doctor here yesterday. I walked into the office and there were so many people in there that there were people standing out in the hall, they didn't have enough chairs for everyone. I never saw my dr's office in NC that full.

When I was finally called to the back to see the dr I was ready to meet my dr and get our "plan" for my treatment in order. Yeah...there was no plan for treatment. He basically asked me what kind of pain meds I'd been on before (what worked for me), wrote the RX's for me, told me that he wants to do some injections in my neck (to be scheduled at a later date) and sent me on my way.

I could have told this dr any kind of pill that I wanted and he would have given it to me. It almost made me ill. I've heard the term "pill mill" before but I'd never experienced it until yesterday.

And they wonder why there are so many people who are addicted to RX pain meds. I mean really? No talk of physical therapy, no talk of exercise, no talk of anything except eating a bunch of pills. Am I crazy or does this seem wrong to y'all??

I'm glad I hate these pills and only take them when I'm desperate for relief. Cause I've lost too many people (in one way or another) due to drugs. I don't want to turn into one of them and from the looks of it, with this new doctor I easily could. (smdh)