Teeth

I hate my teeth. I mean I literally loathe them. They were given to me by my wonderful parents, who are very happy to no longer be paying for their repair and upkeep. My teeth have been a problem my entire life. Think of something you can have done to your teeth, and I've had it done. Most recently one of my crowns came off for the third time. Unfortunately, we didn't have the money to get it fixed. Then part of the crown's enamel came off. I've been wearing it during the day and taking it out at night, so as not to choke on it.  I called today to schedule an appointment for a new one. For the low low price of $386. Oh joy. The receptionist pretty much yelled at me and told me I had to come in immediately because it could be infected. So now I feel like a horrible person for possibly putting my baby in danger so I could save money.  My appointment is tomorrow and I'm sure I'll get yelled at some more by the actual dentist. So that should be fun. In the meantime I'm gonna go brush, waterpik and swish with Listerine like a crazy person.

On The Road Again

So tomorrow night we are leaving for a weekend trip to Georgia! I am very excited about this trip for some reason. If you've read my blog about our Spring Break trip, you know that I prefer short trips. This one will only be three nights, which is perfect. Also, we are traveling with my parents which is always super fun! The part that may be a little sad, is that I am actually looking forward to staying in hotels and having a free breakfast. I mean, it's the BEST part of the whole hotel experience! This is also my first time being an "out of town guest" at a wedding! I'm not sure why that's exciting, but it is. Then there's the fact that it's a wedding! I love weddings! Even though I can't take part in the drinking, I can still have the food! OH, and cake! Ok, I think Cole is excited now as well. Luckily this trip will not involve being in the middle of nowhere with a shady cell signal. It's pretty pathetic, but I am kind of addicted to Facebook. :)

Our House

I have a small addiction to HGTV. It's pretty much my "go to" channel. I don't think I can fall asleep without it either. I mean, I haven't tried in a long time so I'm not positive, but I'd probably be up all night if I did. The best part is it doesn't even matter what show is on, because I love them all. How could you not?! John, on the other hand, loathes HGTV. It's his least favorite. He complains constantly when it's on. I have to wait until he falls asleep so I can change the channel. The funny thing about his hatred is that he is usually the one doing all the DIY projects! Of course, he doesn't think he needs any help or instruction. He just jumps right in. For the record there have been many occasions where I have given input on one of his projects and directly quoted HGTV. Sometimes I just stand over him and say, "That's not how they do it on HGTV."  He really hates that. Which is why it's funny. I feel like if he actually watched he could learn so many useful skills and be even handier around the house! Sometimes he likes to give his opinion on decorating or choosing colors. This is where I put my foot down. When he argues with me about my choices I say, "I'm pretty sure I'm much more qualified to be the designer, what with all the HGTV I watch." I tend to win this argument. Luckily he has a pretty short attention span when it comes to these things.

Twist and Shout

Let me walk you through my morning. After waking at least four times to use the bathroom last night, I was woken up thirty minutes before my alarm by a raging storm. Here's how it went down.
Me: "Baaaaabe!" (shaking John)
John: "Huh? What?"(with his eyes still closed)
Me: "Is that a tornado? Do you hear a tornado?!" (while frantically trying to turn on Bay News 9)
John: "No, it's just rain." (Rolling over)

At this point you may be wondering why I would be freaking out about tornadoes. Long story short, about two years ago John and I actually slept through a tornado as it ripped through our neighborhood. It woke us up long enough for me to turn on the TV, only to have the power go out. We then promptly went back to sleep. Let's just say our neighbors had a good laugh about it the next morning when we were clueless as to why there was debris everywhere.
Anyhoo, fast forward to this morning. This time I actually did get to watch the news, and then the power went out. So we had to get ready for work by candlelight. Which is super fun. Especially when you have to inject yourself.
I did learn a few things from this experience. First of all, we have no flashlights or battery powered radios. How is that even possible when we are both Floridians and should know better?  Secondly, I am so glad I didn't have to live before electricity was invented. Those people must have had horrible eyesight! Finally, pregnancy hormones will cause you to cry when you have to leave and drive to work in a mini hurricane.

Le Freak

Here's the thing. Sometimes, I forget I'm pregnant. Like I'll be doing something around the house and I'll look down and go DAMN, I'm totally pregnant! It's weird, and probably not normal. Even when Cole is kicking the crap out of me, I don't really think about it. Now that I am quickly approaching the third trimester I think it may be hitting me that there is actually a tiny human in there! His room is really looking like a nursery now, which is also a reminder of how real this is all becoming. I'm pretty sure that no matter how prepared and excited you are, it is still ok to freak out when it really hits home that you are HAVING A FREAKING BABY! LIKE A HUMAN LIFE THAT I AM RESPONSIBLE FOR! AHHHHHHHHHHHHH! OK, much better. That's all for now. Although there's a good chance it may happen again before this is all over. :)

Everybody Hurts

Sooooo, today I went to the hematologist for a check up. I have to go to her for the previously mentioned injections I have to do for my blood clotting disorder. So when I do these injections I sometimes get bruises and knots under my skin. Recently the knots have begun to hurt. So I tell the doctor this and she says the only thing I can really do is put some moist heat on them. So I think, no biggie, they don't hurt that bad or often. HA! You know when your car makes a noise and you take it in and of course it won't make the noise? Then as soon as you leave it starts making the noise? Well after I got home tonight, these knots started hurting with a vengeance. Of course. So I put a warm compress on it for a while. Not helping. So now I have to try to sleep, on my side, while not irritating the knots, located on both of my sides. Should be fun.

Ghetto update: I was walking the dog at 10:00 tonight and the neighbors kids are....wait for it...IN THE POOL! There are no words.

In the Ghetto

I live in the ghetto. Well, not really, but it feels that way sometimes. The problem is there are too many renters. I'm not saying that ALL renters are bad. But these people just don't care about taking care of their yards, houses or kids. The yards have like 5 foot tall weeds. There are like 7 cars in the driveway and they are constantly being worked on.  Their dogs run around without leashes.  I walk my dog at night and I am so sick of seeing their children outside at 10:30 at night. I mean really?! Then these same people will blame their kid's teachers when they don't do well in school. I almost went and said something the other night. Then I remembered that I'm a crazy pregnant lady and I should probably not be outside at night in my jammies yelling at people. :)