Bayou Bébé

I promised to keep this updated. I failed again, internet! I’ve been wrapped up in the medical mumbo-jumbo of life. So, yes. I am diabetic. A very expensive illness, that one is. I am in process of trying to reverse it with diet and exercise and the support of my awesome doctor.

However, I am making some very tasty Cupcake Pops with my kiddo thanks to <a href=”http://bakerella.blogspot.com/search/label/cupcake%20pops”>Bakerella’s</a> fantastic recipe! I can’t wait to show you the photos once they are done. I am totally gonna cheat and eat a few. Shh, don’t tell.

I’ll be heading down to New Orleans this weekend. I haven’t been so homesick lately, kinda funny. I’m really starting to love Nashville. SCARY! But really, I love it here. I think I’ll stay.  Now, all of you, gasp in horror!

Will be back to share photos!

So, somehow I STILL! manage to forget about the internet and actually update.

Shame shame.

I have been so busy with overtime at work that I always FORGET to even get online and post. I do a lot of catch-up reading around… but no real posting.

Kiddo has been doing amazingly well.  I am running ragged with prescriptions, overtime, carpooling, and madness from work.

But we’re here and alive!

We went to Panama City Beach! It was fantastic, as per usual. It’s been a long time since we’ve had a decent vacation - and while this one was only a weekend long, it was a fantastic opportunity to lounge around and do absolutely nothing.

Especially given the magnitude of thyroid issues I’m about to be facing. Yuck. Drs appointment tomorrow.

Today I had a boatload of lab tests and ultrasounds for my thyroid. I will have the results in two weeks. This is good, yet nerve racking. Something about waiting! So while I waited for HOURS and HOURS and HOURS for them to take photos of my throat, I read. I have a bad habit of picking up many books at once but only reading 20 or so pages then half-starting another book. Bad idea. I have 50 books that I’ve bought in the past year and all of them have been half-read. I used to pick up a book and finish it up, whether I hated it or not. Maybe that comes from 5 years of academia. I am an excellent SKIMMER now. Thanks Dr. McDaniel! That lesson helped me finish college.

On another note, I have been reading a book loaned to me by a friend from work. It is FANTASTIC. It’s called Management by Conquest by Robert J Monson, PHD. My favorite quote thus far,

“Politics exist, so you might as well be good at them.”

 Pick it up! Read it! LOVE IT!

Heyloh!

Well, work is amazing - as usual. I am really enjoying everything that I’ve been doing lately.

I went to the doctor for an actual well-check up for the first time in 10 years. (Seriously.) I had a laundry-list of symptoms that have really been bothering me lately. Ironically, I met with the guy and go over said list. He then says  that all these symptoms add up to a thyroid issue. That’s exceptionally weird to me, since NONE of the stuff even SEEMS to match up together!  Weird.  I’ll be having some blood work done on Tuesday and then I’ll be having an ultrasound sometime very soon, too. Yikes.

Alright! Bed time!

I am officially an aunt today! David Augustine was born this evening. We can’t wait to meet him!

I am going to the doctor for the first time in about 10 years.

Yikes stripes! I’ve gone to specialty doctors for many years, but I can’t tell you the last time I just had a general work-up/check up.

I am kind of nervous, because I know there are several things that I’ll be required to start working on. Accountability, accountability, accountability. It’s strange, because there are several people at my work who are doing extreme dieting/working out for hours per day/taking medication to lose weight. Hopefully I will find something that will shock my body into losing some of this weight. I have a gym membership that I need to start utilizing much more consistently than I have. It’s silly, because when I’m at the gym the weight flys off! But I get complacent. Yikes!

So, here we go! Tuesday is the day to find out!

I had to leave work early today because I was very ill. Hence the doctors visit.

Kudos are my favorite thing! No, not the pseudo granola kind, either.

Work has been amazing, and frankly I couldn’t be happier. Today I got recognized for making a 100% correct phone call that was monitored. In theory this seems silly, but it’s a major deal… given that my entire job is based on answering a phone correctly and giving completely correct information.

I love my job, but some days I do run into walls with information. Or! At that rate, particular people who feel the urge to fight, fight, fight with me.

Tomorrow we are getting on a bike! Woohoo! Scary… but… woo!

Howdeeeee!

Was that country enough for you? Good.

Well, well, well. Another day, another dollar. Today was successfully one of our busiest days at work. Lucky me walked away with 13 quality points. Wahoo! Job security.

I’ve decided that I want a motorcycle. Yup.

A big’un. Now, it might seem silly. Very silly, at that rate. But I am absolutely crazy for it.

Plus, I can rationalize it. I don’t have tattoos. Don’t have extreme piercings. Don’t do illegal things. Have a steady secure job and an education. Might as well do something… fun!

Here’s the object of my desire:

It’s been a back and forth toss up on whether or not I’d be going back to New Orleans. The last 7 years have been spent preparing to go back. But when I really sat down and calculated the pros and cons… it really began to hit home how much I would be unable to go back. Not because of finances, simply because I know that I will never have all of those once desirable things. Yeah, New Orleans Pre-Katrina. Cue worlds tiniest violin, now!

I know, I know. Everyone has a Katrina story. I’m not expecting this to be any different, really. I just began to think about the benefits and whether they outweighed the amassed negatives of returning.

Food. Water. Kindness. Food. Food. Culture. Food.

Yeah, you get my drift. The negatives amount to more. Cost of living. Lessened pay. Crime. Restructured city. Private school for my kid.

Hmm. So, do I sacrifice moolah for food? That’s the question, isn’t it?

I’ve decided not to go back. Not yet, atleast. I need to keep it out of my mind, at that same rate. It’s not feasible at this point and time, and I’d rather just make a monthly trip to eat all of the delicious things that I crave.