are things complicated yet?

I heart plastic bins

Today I organized my guest bedroom.  It was quite the task and took ALL AFTERNOON.  But, I am quite pleased with the finished result - thanks to about 8 plastic bins.  Seriously, where would we be without plastic bins to hold all of our stuff? And, they are stackable!  So smart.

Anyway, getting the guest bedroom organized has been a HUGE accomplishment. I've also been doing laundry today and we went to Wal*Mart to get the weeks groceries.  This is abnormal only because Chris came.  You know how I never take out the trash?  It's because Chris never grocery shops - I always do it.  He can't stand the place.

So, anyway, Chris comes with me.  He makes faces the whole time and talks trash to the other customers, who don't pick up that he's talking trash to them.  We pick a long line with a talky cashier who shows the lady in front of us a picture of his dog that is on his cell phone.

"OH!  He is so cute!"  she says.  We roll our eyes and hope that this conversation does not impede the check out process.

I can't believe I have to go to work tomorrow.  Using all my vacation to get married was great but right now it totally sucks.  I am SO tired of work.  I dream of quitting - not because I dislike work - but because I want a freaking break!  Thank goodness Thanksgiving is coming up soon.

How could you say no to a ten hour drive?

It's really easy actually.  "No."

We were going to fly to Houston this weekend to go to a Bridal Shower and the weather just wasn't going our way.  Chris wasn't too comfortable flying with the storms that are supposed to roll in over Saturday evening.  So I had to tell the girl that I would not come and then she asked me if I could drive.

Huh?  Drive ten hours round trip?  I think not. That would take all freaking weekend!!  So now I'm faced with the joy of an unplanned FREE weekend at home with nothing to do but make myself happy.

I have a  guest bedroom I've been meaning to organize on my never-ending quest to simplify our lives and thin out our belongings. Or, I have yards and yards of fabric that I bought to make window coverings that hasn't been transformed yet.  The garage could use cleaning out. 

Or.....I could spend all weekend eating cupcakes and watching Sex and the City DVDs in my pajamas.  Now THAT sounds like a fantastic weekend!  Fat chance of that happening though. 

It's CANDY time people!!

Who doesn't love candy?  And it's so great this time of year because it's FREAKING EVERYWHERE!!!

It's at work, at home, at the doctor's office, in all the shops, at schools, parties....you can't go anywhere without someone offering you a bit of Halloween love.  It's the beginning of the 4th quarter excessive eating frenzy in America and I'm delighted that it starts with dessert each year.

Thus we get to why it's so unfortunate that I can't eat any sticky caramels, chewy nougats, chocolates, mints, etc.  My poor abused mouth just can't hack it.  I am really re-thinking the "pros" to getting your Wisdom teeth removed at this point.  It's just been such a pain in the ass. 

There is a GIANT bowl of candy by my front door just waiting for princesses and pirates to come and get it on the 31st and I can't snack on it AT ALL.  Which is probably why I will buy 3 bags of candy this year and actually not have to go back on the 30th when I realize I ate most of it myself.  Wait, does that mean I'm saving money?  Hmmmm....saving money and losing weight.  It sounds good on paper but really it still just sucks.  Gah!  There is no upside!

If you're interested, the bowl has Junior Mints and Snickers bars in it.  JM's are my all time favorite.

In today's good news though, I've turned a corner.  We stayed home this weekend instead of going to a football game so I could rest up and heal the holes in my mouth.  Today I woke up for the first time NOT in screaming "give-me-a-pill-right-now!" pain.  In fact, I've kicked the painkillers and am just on Motrin.  Hey, it's a big step for me.

I got some new drugs

Went to the oral surgeon this morning and got me some new drugs!  Yippee!!  And, they actually work, so that is great.  You would think narcotics at work is a no-no but it's actually ok.  I find that I don't get as cranky as usual - I'm just happy all day long! 

I also don't have a dry socket - they never even entertained the idea which was moderately insulting as I consider my internet self diagnosis skills to be top-notch.

I still can't eat much before my mouth and face hurt way too much.

And yes, my pants fit pretty well today and I'm liking it.  Yanking teeth = great diet. 

Jake says....

Jake hates thunderstorms and we're having a DOOZY right now.  He following me around, no matter where I go - shower, closet, pantry, kitchen...he's right behind me.  When I got out of hte shower he was actually IN THE BATHROOM on the floor and Jake hates the bathroom - every time he goes in there he gets a bath.  My poor pathetic animal.

Don't worry Jake, I will go to work soon and you can jump all over my furniture, leave paw prints and fur and then act like you don't know what I'm talking about when I get angry about it this afternoon after I find all the evidence you've unwittingly left me.  I bet that will make you feel better.

Itchy, itchy, itchy

I had my wisdom teeth removed last Friday. And, it was sort of ok. My doc was quite fabulous and he drugged me up pretty good. And my husband, bless his heart, made sure I took more drugs and he fed me soup. Come Sunday though, we discovered something rather startling - I am allergic to the pain meds!!

Yes, the pain meds make me inexplicably ITCHY. Very itchy, all over my body. I seriously need mittens to keep from scraping my fingernails over my body (even though it feels completely fantastic).

And hell yes I am still taking them.

Did you not hear me?  THEY YANKED OUT MY TEETH!  Obviously I need prescription narcotics and no I will not give them up just because I am itchy.  Please.

It has also been several days and I STILL cannot eat whatever I want.  The stitches are still in my mouth and if I talk too much they sort of start to ooze and that freaks me out.  Of course, eating things also makes them ooze so I've been moderately afraid of eating anything of real substance.

Now, I know what you're thinking. 

"That is fabulous!  You will lose weight and not even have to TRY!" 

Well no.  That's not really what's going down because my husband, Chris, happens to be a whiz with the old Cuisanart stick blender and he makes a mean chocolate cinnamon milkshake.  YUMMY.  I've been supplementing all that chicken broth and Dannon Light n Fit with milkshakes made from (I can't believe this) FULL FAT BLUE BELL ICE CREAM.

And, it's been heaven.  Pure, lovely, indulgent heaven.  You know, except for the yanked teeth, itchy-ness, headaches, swollen face and ice pack that seems to be surgically attached to my face at this point.