I have had a vagina for 35 years....

Hey
First of all I have to apologize to my faithful readers. More than likely, I am not going to be a daily blogger. I am a combination of too busy and too lazy...the unfortunate part is that I cannot use my computer at work for such things....and I have a four-year-old that knows how to use the computer about as good as I do at times!!

My revelation of the week--I need to overhaul my life. Anyone that knows me, knows that the bane of my existence is my teeth. I have very bad teeth. Already, since the first of the year I have required two root canals and two fillings...very sad. So when I saw my dentist for the last root canal he says to me that he believes that I am still having acid reflux...Acid coming into my mouth at night while I am sleeping, etching my teeth therefore making them breakdown. Now he has mentioned this to me before on numerous occasions. It just has taken my about 6 rootcanals and over like 25 fillings to really get off of my ass and do something about it. I have talked to my doctor about acid reflux before and did a short bout of medication. I can't really tell if I have acid reflux by how I feel.

Anyway, I went to see my doctor on Friday for this, for flu-like symptoms and for an itchy, burny crotch. It was one of those doctor's visits where you leave and its like you were never really there or you knew all of the answers all along! The good news is I don't have a yeast infection. Of course I get the speech about not using bubble bath, scented toilet paper, etc--and all I wanted to say was "No shit, Sherlock...I have been the proud owner of a vagina for the last 35 years, if I don't know this crap by now, I would be a complete idiot." Flu-like symptoms--there is never anything that can be done for flu-like symptoms. The acid reflux--well, on Monday I have to go in for a barium swallow. Basically you drink a bunch of barium while they X-ray you to see if the plumming all works. I am interested to see what barium tastes like. To my knowledge, I have never drank anything radioactive before...I will have to let you know how that goes.

Of course, as I suspected by doctor says to me one of the best things you can do for the acid reflux is quit smoking, in addition to losing weight. Gee, I wonder if this is why I haven't wanted to deal with this. And I have started thinking, you know I spend thousands of dollars on dental work--maybe it would be a good idea to really "get healthy". So like Depressionista's mission improve her marriage...this is my mission to save my teeth, my wallet, and more than likely add a couple more years on to my blissfully apathetic existence. I will be taking you along on this exciting journey--I am sure it will be a rollercoaster ride as I have a real oppositional side and enjoy a good amount of decadence. The real challenge will be to be healthy but still nurture my inner Snickle Snackler....but I believe it can and will be done!!

ahh, another week begins....

"I don't want to be an adult anymore"--my husband at the end of a Monday!

Another weekend came to a close. They go so fast. This one started with a great impromptu "Girl's Night" on Friday night. "Girl's Night" has become a necessity it seems for me and several of my friends. This "Girl's Night" occurred at my friend, S's home. S and I go way back. We have been friends since second grade and now we have reached our mid-thirties. We are pushing almost 25 years of friendship. She has seen me at my worst and she still claims me as a friend. The thing I love most about S is her sense of humor. She can make me laugh until I almost wet myself. And that has happened at a "Girl's Night" or two! Our times together have taken on a life of their own. They have led us to creating our own website, www.snicklesnackle.com, that include our rants about life, twisted with our dark senses of humor. This past "Girl's Night" started with the eulogy for S that I wrote. It was S's idea. We decided that if either one of us should die, that it would be good to have this item prepared. Then we decided that on top of that, everyone should get to hear their eulogy before they die--after all I would think that people never get to hear those things, including all of the good stuff. S's friend, M was present as well. M is a "newer" friend of S's but just as close somehow I think they are cut from the same cloth in a lot of ways. If you want to see women cry, read a sappy eulogy!! It was so very cathartic. Then this was followed by an analysis of my love life prior to marriage that I will not go into detail here...But somehow S & M found this to be pretty amusing in itself. We vented and talked until about 2 am.

I spent Saturday being a "Mom". I took my son to see Curious George. It is nice to be able to have an excuse to see kids' movies!! He seemed to enjoy it. We went to Michael's (the store) before hand. Four-year-olds and craft stores are not that compatible. I spose it is like going into a hardware store with your dad when you are a little girl! Poor kid!

Sunday, I hung out with S & M again. We went shopping. S brought her son with. He is an adorable one-year-old. He is at the fun age where he is just starting to interact and communicate with words. We went clothes shopping and to a book store.

My energy levels are rapidly dropping!! I should save some for the rest of the week....and that's sad because it is only Monday!!

Welcome to My Insanity

Not that I think my life is worthy enough for the rest of the world to read about....But I do realize that I am not your normal,Midwestern 35 year old woman. I live in a fairly good size city pretty close to smack dab in the middle of the U.S. I am married to a "not your normal Midwestern man" as well. When I say that, I mean a man who doesn't like sports, fix cars or like to do the manly duties of fixing things around the house. He is a musician and he runs a web business himself. He has a day job but it really is not what feeds his soul. We have been married for almost nine years. We have a beautiful, crazy four year old son that keeps us on our toes, and at times, we believe that he is truly the spawn of Satan. During the week, I am a mild mannered Social Worker, trying to keep the children of the world safe. I am sure that I will expound upon the stupidity of the human race on a fairly regular basis from here on out. I am frequently amused by it.
I don't want to completely blow my wad in my first post...so the next episode will include the stories of my friends--especially S and our crazy escapades.