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Goodbye gallbladder.

It's coming out today. And I ~really~ should not have drank 3 glasses of wine last night. I'm parched and I am not allowed to drink anything. I'm dumb, dumb, dumb. Dumb.

So. I can't believe I fucking missed it, but our lovely chicklet went and got herself pregnant from SEX! (i actually think home depot had something to do with it, but i digress...) Can you believe it? She sure couldn't. You have to go over and while wishing her congrats, read the past week's blogs. She's fucking hilarious. (and very deserving after going through mucho IF shitola.)



(okay pamalama. no pressure, okay? but how cool would it be for you and chicklet to go through this belly plumpin' together?)

I can't think of any clever little title this evening. I'm lame.

I just wrote all about my past 5 days on my other blog. (If you don't know about it, click on my profile on the right column and it's listed under "My Blogs") Not too exciting, but it shows my irritation in the moment.

It's St Patrick's Day. I was going to go out tonight, but I want to go out tomorrow night with some friends of mine and it's not fair of me to get to go out two nights in a row. Its a bummer too, since the people going out tonight are people I've really been trying to go out with, and I always have to cancel at the last minute. They are going to think I'm flaking out on them when I'm totally ~not~. The hubby wants to go out tonight too, so I can't very well tell him "no". Although, I ~could~ use the fact he's been able to go out Friday night, Sunday night and Monday night all he wanted since he's been here at home all alone. It's not my fault he didn't take advantage of it, right? I should drink a few Guinness tonight, regardless of going out.

Tomorrow night will definitely be a mellow night because I have surgery on Thursday. Yup, we're all set to remove my gallbladder at 1:30pm MT. I'm super bummed it's in the afternoon instead of the morning. I always try to schedule my surgeries/procedures in the morning due to the "no eating or drinking after midnight" rule. It's much easier not to eat or drink for a 730am surgery than one starting at 1:30pm. I had one hell of an attack Friday night while at my in laws. Tom wasn't with me and I had all the kids "alone", so I got all emotional and I started crying. Ugh. How embarrassing. It lasted until the wee hours of the morning, but I did get some relief by getting some IV pain medication at the ER. See, my father in law is the CEO of the hospital so he took me in that night (they made me go) and since he's the boss of oh, every single person in the ER, I was quickly taken care of. Wow - what service. From the time I walked in the front door to the time I was in a room of my own and being examined by a doctor was literally under 3 minutes. I felt so stupid to go in too, since there was absolutely nothing they could do for me. I already had surgery scheduled and everything. Oh well, at least I got the edge of the pain off.

Oh boy. I just looked at my google reader and have 585 posts to read. Looks like I'm only going to be able to scan the latest posts from everyone to get through them. Hopefully I can do that tonight and tomorrow so I can be back to commenting sooner rather than later. Oh, and thank you for all the emails checking on me. I ~lurve~ you girls!

I'm so fucking annoyed I'm going to have to be ~out~ for awhile. Forgive my absence.

xo

-n.

That's how I've been feeling. Totally out of sorts. I've had 3 gallbladder attacks this week. And since they mostly occur late at night, I've been a walking zombie during the day. Actually, not much of a walking zombie than a sit-on-my-ass-zombie.

Before I say more, is everyone watching Pam's first IVF cycle? I'm SO into watching it. And with so many bad luck IVF cycles lately, I'm hoping this one is the one to break the bad luck streak.

Hrm.

Not even much to talk about except I have surgery next week, either tuesday or friday. I was supposed to go back to roller derby this week, but I'll be out a few weeks recovering from the gallbladder removal. I have lost a bit more weight, standing at 141 lbs now. Um, yeah. That's about it. Oh - I got more of my tattoo done. I'll throw up an ink pic soon.

I've got to go pack to get ready to leave for Salida in the morning. I'll try to get back to type some more tonight.

Let me explain.

I believe if someone is generally bad natured and a truly mean person, that person is going to get "it" back to them because I do think you reap what you sow. (gosh, I had to look that last word up.) If you are a fucking terrible person to everyone else, you aren't going to get a lot of goodness back atcha. But if you are good towards everyone, people are going to be good back to you.

Do I think bad shit happens to good people? Sure. So I think good stuff happens to bad people? Sure. But in general, I think the more bad shit happens to bad people than good shit. And vice versa.

Do you think if a generally good person does something really shitty - will they get that shitty thing back to them automatically through Karma? Does all the bad stuff = bad doings and good stuff = good doings? Does karma mean it will all eventually add up?

Kym has extended the SOCK IT TO ME sock exchange deadline until tomorrow!!!

SIGN UP TODAY!!! You just have to send an email!

Her website still says March 6th, but in the comments of my last post, she said it's been extended. So I updated her little cutie image to show it's the 8th. See? I'm talented:

I know, I know, I should be an artist. People tell me this ALL the time.

SIGN UP TODAY!!! Come on. You know you want to.

Seriously. Socks. Socks are so fucking cool. Well, cool socks are so fucking cool. I am weird about socks. I hate hate hate socks with holiday stuff on them. But a cool pair of pink argyle? ANY sock with a skull/crossbone are cool. Or striped socks that go over my knee? Over my knee pink argyle with skull and crossbones? ~gasp~. COOL. Over the knee are my favorite because if I get them long enough, I can wear them to derby practice (I have to be able to put my knee pads on over them). Socks. Yeah.

Apparently, it takes 3 days of me being "missing" before I am threatened by someone on a different continent to come search for me. (but only 2 days to receive comments, emails and texts.) Sorry about that girls. No real reason why I wasn't around, I just didn't type up anything.

To celebrate my return - I'm throwing a bullet party.

~ First, a question about reading blogs through a reader. I'll be the first to admit I am a comment whore. I love to get comments. I think everyone likes to get comments though, so I'm sure you all understand. Anywho - if you read a blog through a reader, does it make it less likely that you will leave a comment? For me, if I have something to say - I'll click on the blog to leave a comment. But I will admit if I don't have something important to say, I don't take the extra time to click on the blog to leave a random comment. So, since I read all blogs through reader, I try to click on each blog and read the post from the blog itself, only using my reader to tell me there is something to read in the first place. When I am already at a blog, its easier to leave a quick comment. This is why I have my reader feed set to "short" so you can't read my entire posts from within reader - I'm basically forcing you to click on my blog just so there is a better chance you'll leave a comment. Do you think this works? Or do you think I get the opposite effect - that people just are skipping reading the rest of my blog entries because they can't be read through reader?

~ Has everyone seen that Jen is throwing Cali a baby shower? It's this Monday - so it's close. Yay!! I'm sure you all know Cali. And I'm sure you all know she was the recipient of funds from the first U.T.E.R.U.S. fundraising campaign. And I don't have to tell you why she is one of the most deserving girls out there. Simply put: She's got a heart made purely of love. You know how it's been said that some people are actually angels in disguise, here on earth? Cali is one of them.

~ Kym is hosting the 2nd annual sock-it-to-me sock exchange. I meant to do this sooner, but looks like I missed the boat in the advertising aspect because yesterday was the deadline to sign up. I did sign up myself, but I wanted more people to sign up too. Someone out there is going to get a badass pair of roller derby socks (striped, over the knee) from me and I can't wait. You remember the Coke campaign "I'd Like to Buy The World a Coke"? My own campaign would be "I'd like to buy a pair of bad ass socks for every IFer in our blogging community". So the sock exchange is a perfect thing for me to be a part of.

~ I went to a kegger last night. Heh. An honest to goodness keg party. I was, by far, the oldest person there. I didn't think I would actually end up staying, but I did. I wasn't out late, I was home by 1am, but it was much more fun than I expected. We all ended up in the hot tub too. My husband is super pissed off at me though. He's just the jealous time and if I ever go out without him and stay out later than I expected, I get in "trouble". It really sucks, but what can I do? I didn't do anything wrong, so I just have to let him work it out himself. I'm getting the semi-silent treatment right now. You know the kind - where you are spoken to when necessary, but no chit-chat. I just hate the double standard in play. When he goes out with the boys, (which is rare - about the same rarity that I go out without him) they always end up at the strip club, not making it home until the wee hours of the morning (3am~ish). And I NEVER care. I don't mind he stays out late. I don't mind he goes to the strip club. But if ~I~ go out? Lame. There is just no pleasing him in this situation. And it sucks.

~ It's snowing right now. And I love it.

~ My HIDA scan went okay. I got a bit nauseated and moderately crampy when they put the cck in. And I saw much of the contrast flow out of my gallbladder, but quite a bit was left in too. So I'm not sure how great the function is. I should get the results next week. The first hour spent filling up my gallbladder with the contrast was wonderful though. I had my ipod on and she turned off the light. I had myself a great little nap.

~ I have another tattoo appointment on tuesday for my lower arm. It's my last of the "every two weeks" appointments. We just can't afford it. Our plan is each of us get one appointment each month, so from now on, after a session we make another appointment for 2 months out. This will take forever to get out ink done, but it's the only way we can budget for it.

~ Remember to check my other blog for baby pictures/updates. That is where I post all family type posts. As soon as I publish this one, I'll go over there to blog.

~ Hrm. Not much to talk about. And now you know why I haven't blogged for 3 days.