A Likely Story!

Hope This Is The Very Last Time

As I'd previously posted, Wednesday was a pretty busy day.

In preparation for the surgery I am having next week, I had a pre-admit appointment at the hospital where my surgery will take place. (Warning- don't click if you are easily grossed out)

I was assigned an RN that seemed very competant as well as very nice. From the get go, she knew what type of surgery I was having. We discussed it while I had my EKG (what?? you never wanted babies??? really??) and while doing the pre-admit paperwork (well even tho I can't have kids my husband and I adopted and it was the best thing we ever did) sent me off to get some bloodwork and when I returned she continued to wax eloquent (oh, being a mom is the highlight of my life).

Yeah. OK. I get it!

I'd been up since 5:30 that day. Hadn't eaten since 9. Rushed thru my day barely making each appointment with no time for lunch. And the last thing I wanted or needed was a lecture on the joys of motherhood from someone that had only known me for 45 minutes and knew nothing of me or what matters to me.

The final straw happened as she went over my pre and post operative care. Then she leaned into me as if to whisper and said ' you know, it's still not too late to change your mind in case you decide you DO want to have kids'.

I was on the verge of tears. Had a migraine. Just wanted to get the hell out of there without pissing her off.

And before I knew it I heard a voice...my voice...saying ' You have got to be fucking kidding me. I made my mind up when I was 8 years old. And re-confirmed it every single day of my life since then. I have never wanted kids. I never want kids. And after next Tuesday, it will be physically impossible to have them. So could we please get on with the paperwork since I really want to leave and you are not helping matters.'

I was out of there in 2 minutes.

I know many of you that read what I write are parents. If it works for you, great. More power to you.

What has pissed me off since grade school is having people tell me that I will change my mind. That if I were to get pregnant, I would change my mind. I just needed to meet the 'right' guy and I would change my mind. No to all three.

Guess what? I never changed my mind.

So after next Tuesday, besides not having to deal with constant pain, periods that last 4 months and sometimes longer, anemia from the periods that last 4 months or longer, backaches and bloating and having your life messed with on a daily basis, I will no longer have to listen to inconsiderate assholes tell me that I will 'change my mind'.

And that will be a very good thing.

Overload

Have been staffing a convention for my company since Thursday.

Lots of walking...omg...all I do is walk. And more talking than walking if you can believe that.

Having made the transition from working in cubicle land to working from home, I don't really see that many people unless I am meeting up with friends. Sometimes, if my social agenda is sparse, I can go 2-3 days without seeing or interacting with a single soul. Not that I mind it. If anything, I'm pretty comfortable with my hermititude most of the time.

This convention? Tons of people. I mostly say the same thing over and over and over. A conventioneer even quizzed me today on what my company offers. She had her little notebook out, asking carefully pre-written questions. Very focused mindset. I can appreciate that. Shows she is taking things seriously. Which is good. But not too seriously. Which is why I asked her at the end if I passed. Got a laugh from the crowd that had gathered at our booth.

So anyway, after all the human contact today, there is nothing I wanted to do more than just come home and crash and sit on my bed and watch the sunset and blog and listen to the silence in my house. Am not even playing any music, which is very rare. I just need some silence to countereffect the vocalness of today.

Convention ends tomorrow. Then we tear down, heading out for a farewell beer with my co-worker and his wife, then they're off to Boulder and I'm off for purple highlights.

While it's been great getting to know my co-worker, I can say without a doubt that I don't miss seeing tons of people every day, which is what working in cubicle land represents.

Give me peace and quiet any day. Especially with a killer sunset view thrown in for good measure.

It's Here!

Hello i-Phone!

Have You?

..ever tried any of these?

Look yummy and sound even yummier? If you like them, where do you get them? Whole Paycheck??

Talk to me!

Please and thank you!

Warp Speed

Kathyland was a busy place today. Up early to get stuff done including my morning workout.

EXCEPT...as I was stretching prior to leaving to go to the gym, one of my long stretches turned into an hour nap on the floor. Oh well...guess I needed it?

Am doing a convention for my company from Thursday to Saturday, so today I met up with a co- worker from our NE office (and his lovely wife) so we could assemble our booth and get everything ready. That ran later than we thought it would, which necessitated a power walk/run back to get my car and drive over to meet my WonderBuddy HDW who has graciously offered me her home and heart to assist with my pre and post surgery needs.

We both had to sit thru my 'pre-op' meeting and now HDW knows more about my medical background than any of you. Neener, neener!

After that meeting, it was time to dash over to Porter Adventist to do my pre-surg blood work and admittance.

Dudes, they have wireless. Sweet!

The Admitting area has just undergone a massive remodel and it looks more like an upscale hotel than a hospital. And did I mention free wireless? I was told I could bring my laptop if I wanted the day of my surgery....but I even I know where to draw the line and trust me...if I can't blog while while under the influence of booze, no way do I even want to attempt to blog under the influence of anesthesia. Cause then I would tell all of you how much I loved you...repeatedly...and probably share my pin number with you as well.

So now, I'm blogging from Illegal Pete's and am about to head over to Tattered Cover for a book signing then later bring the author back to Drinking Liberally.

Fun day, huh??

And it's not even close to being over!

Gotta fly!

3rd Time Is So Not The Charm

First time - In college. Hounded by friends that I would love it if I only would try it. Hated it.

Second time - In Israel. Tried it at the repeated urging of a close friend. Was wired for the rest of the night. He soon saw the error of his ways.

Third time - After you read Jeff's amazing review of John Doe, read the last sentence. Jeff convinced me that this would sober me up. Yeah, not so much. It did rip the lining from my mouth and shred the inside of my stomach, however. And gave Jeff reason to laugh at watching me try to consume it without puking.

Coffee. It's not my cup of tea!

Oh God YES!!!

I am in LOVE

What Color Is My Soul Painted?

Was hoping for Purple.

What color is your soul painted? Red Your soul is painted the color red, which embodies the characteristics of love, strength, physical energy, sex, passion, courage, protection, excitement, speed, leadership, power, danger, and respect. Red is the color of the element Fire, and is associated with blood, life and death, birth, volcanoes, and intense emotions. Click Here to Take This Quiz

Quizzes and Personality Tests

Just Because

Most people don't know there are angels whose only job is to make sure you don't get too comfortable & fall asleep & miss your life.

One of my favorite stories from Brian Andreas

The Trinity

In many culinary circles, 'The Trinity' refers to the combination of minced carrots, celery and onion. It's a popular ingrediant in restaurants all over the world.

For me, my 'Trinity' is slightly different.

Bacon, turkey and gouda cheese. In anything. Sandwich. Omelet. Grilled (omg, that sounds divine). Baked.

Yum!