So, yeah, I’ve been a bit absent lately. We have been busy work­ing on the new house. Paint­ing, clean­ing, and putting new floor­ing in the bed­rooms. We haven’t even began to pack the town-house unfor­tu­nately. The move will hope­fully take place some­time dur­ing the next two-three weeks. The suck part? Even though we are mov­ing out well before the end of March, I still have to pay full rent for the month. Even if we had moved out before March 01, which was the orig­i­nal plan. Upon find­ing this out, we decided to take our time with the ren­o­va­tions of the new house. Luck­ily, we have no rent or house pay­ments at the new house. Thank the Lord.

Other than that, I have been fight­ing of the CRUD, again. It’s mainly upper res­pi­ra­tory type junk with a hel­la­cious head cold and fever. That on top of hav­ing another tooth pulled last Mon­day. So, with all that going on, I hope you can under­stand my absence, aside from my inces­sant twit­ter nonsense.

Oh, I did whack off my hair on Sat­ur­day. Not on pur­pose either. I will keep my hair fairly short, shoul­der length with lay­ers. But my long-standing rule is that it has to remain long enough to be pulled into a decent pony-tail. I’m sorry, by my daily stan­dard is the fail-safe pony. I live by it. Any­ways, I hadn’t trimmed my hair since Oct. so it had got­ten fairly long. I told the girl that I want my usual cut, with the short­est layer being chin level and the longest at shoul­der length. I didn’t fret when she turned me away from the mir­ror. I mean, how much more basic can you get? So imag­ine my shock when she turns me back around and the longest layer is barely chin length and the short­est is about 1.5”-2”!! It’s longer in the front and gets shorter around the back. I mean it’s cute and I kind of like it, but I can’t pull it into a pony tail at all, the bot­tom layer won’t go. This means I have to wash it every sin­gle night and straighten it. I have extremely curly hair and nat­ural can be kind of dis­as­trous. Any­ways, we’ll see how it goes for awhile. Not like I really have much choice.

Mom and I started a new Beth Moore bible study tonight. Rev­e­la­tions: Here, Now & Then, There. I’m actu­ally pretty pumped about it. It’s every Tues­day night from 6–8 for the next ten weeks. Should be pretty spiffy.

Surely, you can tell that I am doped up on Nyquil and pain meds, surely. With that said, I am going to embrace the warm fuzzy feel­ing and crawl into my nice clean sheets and conk the heck out. Being sick has got me drained. Lol. Hope every­one had a great week­end and their week is off to a bet­ter than decent start. Night and God bless.

Okay, so the title is sup­posed to be a pun on the recent ill­nesses that has plagued the fam­ily for the past few months. More aptly, Ri and myself. Argh! It seems that we get over one thing, get a brief respite, and then knocked back on our duffs. I’ve missed so much work since Sep­tem­ber and it really sucks. Espe­cially because I just started this job in July. Thank the Lord I’m good at what I do and my boss/office man­ager is so understanding.

I can­not wait for Grant to get home tomor­row. I just want to crawl into bed and cud­dle up and let him take care of me. Is that sad? Lol. By the time he goes back to work, I am ready for the break. I’m just that type of per­son. I have to have alone time, no mat­ter who the other per­son is. But after about 3–4 days, I start to miss him horribly.

I’m going to jump around a bit with this post because A. it’s late, B. I’ve taken my pain med­i­cine, C. there are a lot of spo­radic things on my mind. I really want to start post­ing more though. I wanted to get my domain back up and run­ning for a rea­son, but I haven’t really stuck with it. I think when Grant goes back to the rig this next time I am going to devote some time to spruc­ing up the lay­out and work­ing on some plug-ins. I always go through this funk dur­ing the win­ter, sea­sonal depres­sion I think it’s called. I don’t do much as far as pho­tog­ra­phy this time of year either. I think it’s because I’m not out­doors as much. If you notice over the last few years, I go pic­ture crazy start­ing in the early spring and it hangs around until mid to late fall. Then I almost com­pletely dis­ap­pear again till the fol­low­ing spring. I need to work on that, lol.

Other than that, I hope every­one is enjoy­ing life lately. I know things have been kind of crazy with nature as of late. What about that tor­nado in L.A. today? My prayers go out to those affected by the earth­quake in Haiti. My own uncle and aunt (He is the min­is­ter of our church) were in Jamaica on their way back from a mis­sion in Haiti when the earth­quake struck. They were on the bal­cony of their room on the 15th floor when it hit. Uncle John said all he could do was hang on to the rail­ing and pray. He said noth­ing spears you to the core than feel­ing like you can’t even trust the ground beneath your feet. Again, my prayers are with you all and I am donat­ing what money I can here an there, at church, Red Cross, etc. Once things set­tle down, our church will be going over per­son­ally and build­ing homes with sup­plies bought from our tithes.

I’ve fol­lowed Ree, Oklahoma’s very own Pio­neer Woman online for years. She is a big part of my inspi­ra­tion in pho­tog­ra­phy and much of what I know I have learned from her site. I just want to say that on top of being one of the sweet­est, quirki­est, and just down right most awe­some women out there, she is also the most inspir­ing. This woman never stops giv­ing from her heart. She started out pledg­ing to donate 10 cents for every com­ment made on her site dur­ing a spec­i­fied time limit to the top three char­i­ties named. That total ended up being $2,585.00. Ree was so over-whelmed with the response that she got from this pledge that she took it even fur­ther. She donated the full amount to EACH of the three top char­i­ties named, a dona­tion total­ing $7,755 out of her own money. WOW. I wish that we could all give that kind of money to the peo­ple around the world who need it.

Okay, so this post is already turn­ing into a novel and I need to crash soon, so… I’m gonna fill you in on what has been hap­pen­ing the past few days. Some of the info I’m about to go into may be con­sid­ered TMI, espe­cially if there are any non-females lurk­ing about. There­fore, I’m going to place the details behind a cut. I hope every­one has a great week and God bless.

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I actu­ally just woke up not too long ago. I have been crash­ing pretty early the past few nights due to a pretty intense tooth-ache. The crash­ing early part wouldn’t be to bad if I was actu­ally able to sleep the whole night through. Instead, I have been wak­ing up every hour or so. From there, it’s drag­ging my in-pain self down­stairs to through my hot pack in the microwave for 4o sec­onds, throw­ing back a few max­i­mum strength Advil, then back upstairs to lay there for 15 min­utes or so, and pray­ing the hot pack eases the pain quickly. If you can’t tell, I had another root canal on Tues­day. I ended up going back Thurs­day morn­ing because I thought the pain was cause by a bite mis­align­ment that seems to hap­pen every time. So, Doc ground out some of the tem­po­rary and all seemed well. Until late Thurs­day evening, after the den­tist closed for the week­end of course. Story of my life the last few months as far as den­tal work goes. Ugh. I don’t know what the freak­ing deal is. Every time I have den­tal work (and I have been hav­ing a lot lately) I ended up in excru­ci­at­ing pain from either a bite mis­align­ment or and abscess. I just don’t get it.

Other than that, life has been pretty good. My 27th birth­day came and went last Sun­day. As I’ve said before, a lit­tle too close to thirty for per­sonal com­fort, but over­all I can’t com­plain. I prob­a­bly wouldn’t feel so old if Grant wasn’t only 23, lol. Any­ways, Mom’s 52nd is tomor­row (eh, today.) Her big plans? She wants to come over and help me go through all of Ri’s clothes and toys. Gotta love my momma!

Any­ways, the pain is start­ing to back off a lit­tle, so I think I am gonna try to crash back out. Hope every­one is enjoy­ing 2010 so far.

I know I haven’t been around this past week. Grant’s been home and jacked my lap­top for most of his stay. He got a new game and for some rea­son the only com­puter it will work on is my lap­top. Go fig­ure. To top it all off, Ri and I have been pretty ill since Sun­day night. My poor baby has not been able to hold any­thing down since, and I’m not much bet­ter. We are off to the doc­tor tomor­row. Grant left today to go back to work and Ri and I are about to crash out. Hope every­one else is doing bet­ter than we are. Miss you all and God bless.

So, I finally got home about an hour ago. I’ve been back from Still­wa­ter since about 10:30, but have been on the go since. I had a den­tist appoint­ment, which I will go into more in another post. Let’s just say: seri­ously pissed off. Then I went to my par­ents’ and crashed for awhile because Ri was going bonkers to see them and GG. At 3:30 I had to drive to Chick­asha to meet Grant’s aunt to have some paper­work for my lease nota­rized. :P  I also had to run some money by Grant’s par­ents’ house and I let Ri play with Grandpa Chris and Uncle Lyle for awhile. They were work­ing on the barn and had a huge hydraulic lift that went about 40 ft in the freak­ing air. Guess what Ri had to do? Give me a heart attack and ride it as high as it would go with Grandpa Chris, of course. Any­ways, I’m exhausted. I haven’t unpacked or any­thing. Ri didn’t even make it through the car ride home. She’s been crashed out, and I shall join her. I miss you like crazy baby and I love you. Can’t wait till you get home at the end of the week.