A Good Sign You've Had Too Much To Drink

Tee Hee!

Thankful Thanksgiving Whirlwind Weekend!

Thanksgiving is over and behind us and we had a great one at our house! I cooked for almost 2 days straight. My daughter (who is 7.5) even helped! We all ate and then proceeded to lay on the couch for the rest of the evening. The turkey turned out horrible, but that's the only thing I didn't cook!!! :) Everyone got their favorites and was happy. We have a lot to be thankful for this year. This was my husband and I's first thanksgiving together. We can't wait to start our own traditions and I think we did this year.

Friday it was off to Nashville for the Hannah Montana concert. In case you live under a rock, Hannah Montana is a show on the Disney Channel where Billy Ray Cyrus' daughter, Miley Cyrus stars as a high school kid who has a secret life as a rock star but no one knows because she doesn't want to be famous (and end up like Britney Spears in the process). This concert sold out in exactly 3 minutes. I was lucky enough to get some off ebay. The tickets I paid $100 each for were going for about $1000 the day of the show. Unbelievable! I was just so thankful I was able to take my daughter. The night of the concert was Miley's birthday and Billy Ray came out and did the encore with her. Great night. Great family night.

Do People Who Have Car Insurance Ever Get Into Accidents?

I'll tell you, it's been my experience that the answer to that question would be no! It's a long story, and not even a good story, but I've become the proud owner of a 2002 Mercury Mountaineer. Mercury's answer to the Ford Explorer. I got this truck when I bailed my crack meth smoking, orange jumpsuit wearing brother out of jail. I need to sell it and get my money back, yada, yada, yada. Well, I can't sell it yet because I have to wait for the fine folks at that DMV in Alabama to send me back the title in my name. They said it could take up to 12 weeks because of some glitch in the computer system. Whatever. At least they're not blaming it on Katrina, but that's a whole 'nother show Oprah. Fast forward to Frank moving in after we got married. He needed to use the truck to get some crap items that he didn't want the movers to touch. He's driving the truck one day and whamo! He gets rear-ended. And not in a good way! The woman produces an insurance card for the kind officer. She gives Frank her name and number. Probably her standard fake like Elaine on Seinfeld. Frank goes by the insurance place to see what we have to do to get this thing fixed so we can sell it and wouldn't you know it, her insurance was cancelled 10 days earlier. Surprise, surprise. Here in Alabama, where it is mandatory to have insurance, what people do is get insurance, wait for the card to come in the mail, and then cancel the insurance. They have a card showing proof for an officer, but no real insurance. So now I have to put it on my insurance, let my rates go up and try to deal with all this crap. I swear this truck is cursed. It has been nothing but a pain in my arse since I got the damn thing!

Religious Ramblings

As you may have guessed, I'm divorced and re-married. Usually not a problem for most folks. Except when you're Catholic. They don't believe in divorce. When you get married, it's for life so you better be real sure about things. So, as a Catholic, if you do divorce the church just doesn't recognize it. Period. Also, now you've sinned and shouldn't take Communion. Try explaining that to a seven year old. Also, my new husband is Episcopalian. For those of you who don't know, pretty much Catholic Light. The main differences are that they allow their clergy to marry and they don't see the Pope as the head of their church. My husband thought it would be nice for me to attend the Episcopal church with him since their views on divorce and re-marriage are a little more liberal. I did go with him. I liked how laid back it was. The people seemed genuinely nice and inviting. Now my husband would like for us to attend that church together. As a family. As in with my daughter. She's only seven and knows nothing but Catholicism. To say she'd get confused would be an understatement. At least I've saved her from the brainwashing of the Baptist folks my ex-husband likes to associate with.

I love my husband, I want us all to go to church as a family, but am I ready to give up being a catholic?

Tee Hee!

Must. Get. Sleep.

If I don't get some sleep soon...I don't know what I'm going to do!! Frank has severe sleep apnea so he snores. Really loud! I've gotten to where I can't sleep with him, and I can't sleep without him. I wear earplugs even and that doesn't help. I know it's not his fault, and he can't help it, but it's wearing me out! He feel so bad about it. I just hope this doctor can help him.

In other news this weekend, I went yesterday to help Frank get the remainder of his things out of his apartment. So much of this could have been done by him earlier. I tried real hard not to nag him about it. I know it has to have been hard for him to give up his apartment, his man-space and enter a living situation with 3 women. With God as my witness, I will never move myself again. Movers will pack and move every. single. box. It has about killed both of us. Thank God he goes today and turns in his keys.

Frank and I have discussed that it really doesn't feel like we are married. He introduced me to a collegue from work as his wife and I didn't realize he was talking about me. This made me question, "What should being married feel like?" In my first marriage, I definitely felt married. It's not something I can put a finger on. Oh well, all I know is that I am blissfully happy and that's all that counts!

How Did My Life Get To Be So Wonderful?

I'll tell you how...I met my husband. This man is truly my soulmate. I know, everyone keeps telling me, "just wait til you've been married a few years and you feel differently". But, honestly, I just don't think I will. He treats my daughter and I like queens. I mean this is a man who knows nothing about kids really. He has a daughter, but she lives in another state. You look up bachelor in the dictionary and you see his picture. And in this picture he's eating day old pizza over the sink. He's only been around her on a daily basis for about a year and already he's a pro with her. It's been so wonderful watching him grow and become a step dad to her. I really can't explain how it makes me feel to see the two of them together. I remember a time when I came back from a trip and I had spent this trip basically looking for a sign that this was the man for me. That he would really be a good person to have around my child and in my child's life. I did a lot of thinking that weekend since I was by myself. Well, when I got home Frank wanted to take Morgan and I out to dinner. We were getting ready to go and Morgan was chattering and Frank looked at me in way that showed how much he loved both of us. I melted. I knew right then that he was going to be a wonderful step dad. And he is.

Uh, We're Gonna Hafta Hook You Up Now

Remember back in your college days what "hook you up" meant? Usually free beer or other coveted goodies! Not so much when you go for a sleep study. Frank, my husband of a mere 2.5 weeks, went at my begging urging for a sleep study last night at the local slumber lounge. I was lucky enough to get to be with him for an hour and a half before they came in and hooked up more wires to him than I've seen on people on life support! I saw that tray of wires and I felt the need to let the technician do her job. I couldn't stay awake at a job where you have to watch people sleep. Pretty soon I'd be sleeping too! But I digress....Looks as though he does have sleep apnea. He'll go back to the doctor again and see what the options are, but more than likely he'll get a CPAP machine to sleep with. He really doesn't want to want to do the CPAP thing, but I'm so afraid of something happening to him if he doesn't. I know he thinks we won't be able to sleep together because of the machine, but I'm willing to do whatever I can to sleep in the same bed with him. It took me this long to find him, and I'm determined not to lose him! How do I make him understand that I don't care about the machine, I just want him, no matter how he is or what he looks like?

A little about me...

I guess I should start off with a little about myself. I'm 37, married with a 7 year old daughter. Although she's really quick to let you know she's 7 AND A HALF! I've only been married about 2 weeks to the most amazing man I have ever met. I truly believe he's my soulmate and that we were destined to be together.

In 2004 I had gastric bypass surgery and eventually lost about 170 lbs. In 2006 I had a lower body lift and breast lift with 10 lbs. of skin removed. Think that would make life grand, huh? Not quite. There is no major fix.

I'm an accountant with a metals company here in North Alabama. Not a very exciting job, but whose job is very exciting? My husband works in television, and my mom lives with me too. Just another thing to complicate life.