Icky Sicky

There is nothing I hate more than food poisoning. Why don't I listen to the little voice in my head that warns me against fast food hamburger places? My first real experience with it was when I was pregnant with Adelaide and I was seriously craving a crispy chicken sandwich from McDonald's. When you are pregnant and craving something you absolutely have to have it right? Well I got it and boy did I regret it later that evening. I puked my guts out for a full day. This was on top of the morning sickness to make it even more un-enjoyable.


Then there was Wednesday night. My dad stopped by and offered to take us to Wendy's. I can't turn down dinner with my dad! I don't eat red meat very often but sometimes I really want it. So I got a hamburger. I thought I did really well because I left off the cheese and I got a salad instead of fries. Well, I was up all night with the most wretched stomach ache and nausea. The worst part is that I had to make myself throw up to get some relief. It just wanted to hang out in there and have fun, and I wasn't having any of it. Sorry for the info but it was terrible! At first I thought it was my weird, post-gallbladder stomach causing me issues. But then I realized I had a homemade burger a week ago and I was just fine. Homemade being the key word.

Then I got thinking, do you ever check out what it is you're throwing up when it comes out? Is that gross or what? Well, I do, I want to know what it is that caused the problem. I found that there was a common denominator in both of these cases. Lettuce. Freaking lettuce. It makes me wonder, are they not washing their hands or are they not washing the lettuce? Either way it grosses me out. I have not eaten at a McDonald's for almost four years now and I'm afraid that Wendy's is now on the 'do not eat' list.

Sorry nasty burger joints, you have thoroughly ruined what small interest I had in eating at your establishments. Goodbye, and good luck.

So This Is It...

Isn't it funny how things can change in fifteen months? I wrote this last year, so happy that I got a job when I needed one so badly.

Now, here I am today, it's my last day of work.

Life has taken yet another turn so I won't be working anymore. I am taking a month off then I'm going back to school. More than one class a semester that is.

I like to ponder about life which brought me to thinking about how I got to this point and where I came from. Last February we needed the extra money, and I wasn't sure what direction I wanted to go in school. So a job I got and I decided I would take a class here and there until I figured out what I wanted to do. It was a double bonus working at the school because they would pay for it.

Now I know what degree I want to persue and I have to give credit to working in the Career Services office for helping me figure it out. I took the MBTI test and had it analyzed last year. It made me realize that it is possible to combine your interests and find a career that involves more than the common careers you usually think of. Also, everyone in my office is so education driven that it becomes infectious.

Now what will happen in the next fifteen months? I have no idea. I have the goal to finish my degree and spend more time with my family which I have missed since I started working. Sometimes I wonder if Adelaide remembers she has a mommy. I need to get back in shape after my surgery, I started doing yoga again this week and man am I sore. Also, I keep hoping another baby is in our future but sometimes it seems so impossible after what we've been through. I am completely frightened to tell you the truth.

I really do love and embrace change which gets me excited to see what the future holds. Seriously. Scared...but excited.

Aything can happen you know, anything.

Kickin' Back

This is what I did today. All day. Just kidding. This is what I did after going to work, getting Adelaide down for a nap, partially mowing and trimming the front lawn, spreading nine bags of soil pep, pulling weeds, cleaning the sink, mirror, and toilet in the bathroom, and all this before I started dinner. Ahhhhh, it feels good.

I am about as pooped as can be at the moment but man, it feels good to be this productive. It's so easy for me to feel this way when the weather is nice. I don't know what it is but it's like I'm a whole new woman. I am awake, energized, motivated, and excited to get things done.

So after my chores, I sat at our table on the patio with my ipod playing some of my favorite tunes (Ryan Adams), soaking in the perfectly lovely sunshine. What I loved the most was that it was just warm enough with the cool breeze. Warm enough that I wasn't sitting there sweating through my clothes. It was just right.

It was a fabulous day.

28 3/4 Years Ago...

... a brave seventeen year old girl brought me into this world. That would be the day I am most thankful for in this entire world. Thankful because she decided to keep me and sacrificed so much to give me everything that she could. Thankful for wonderful grandparents who were there for her and me every step of the way. Thankful because she helped me become the person I am today.

(Picture taken on Mother's Day approximately 25 years ago)

Some other great mothers in my life:
My sister Anna, aunt Heidi, great grandma Loh,
and not pictured, my grandma Liechty and grandma Price.

I love you mom.
Happy Mother's Day.

Tis the Season

I can't tell you how stoked I am right now.
I bought these little lovelies today.
That would be three strawberry plants and one tomato.
I have seeds for green beans and basil.
I am going to the nursery tomorrow to find some
decent yellow squash and zucchini.
I ordered some yellow raspberries online.
I am anxiously awaiting their arrival.
Then I will get my planting on.
I can't wait for the bounty that is only a couple of months away.

I love helping things grow.
Especially when it's good for you and you get to
put it in your tummy.