Why I am still so fat.

This quote came from my friend Julie. I totally agree. Food is my friend and my therapy. I eat when I am stress, bored, happy, angry... And when I am on a diet, cottage cheese solves nothing!!!

Not to endorse such self-destructive behavior, but nothing is quite the same as chocolate. Just a random thought that may give some insight to my psychosis.

Not much different.

A few people have mentioned that I haven't updated my blog for a while. My response to that is "If you can't say anything nice, don't say anything at all."

It is not as if things are really bad right not, just nothing really great or exciting is happening. The kids are all back in school, and we are all adjusting. Sarah really misses everybody when they are gone and I have found that she would probably climb back up in my uterus if she could. Seriously, she is always on my lap or following me around or climbing one me. I love her dearly, but it is nice when she finds something/someone else to play with for a while.

I have had a chance to reach my medical deductible. I had an upper GI scope because of my reflux. That took me down for a couple of days. They gave me versed and fentanyl during the procedure, so I had a really nice nap. Anyways, I am supposed to give up caffeine and carbonation, and everything that I hold dear. We'll see how that goes.

Then a couple of weeks ago I had a graft on my gums. I wasn't expecting this to be such a big deal, and it really wasn't that bad except it left my face bruised. It was really interresting to see peoples reactions. A lot of people would take a double take and then wouldn't make eye contact. Others would come right out and ask who hit me. So I had to explain a lot why I looked like a battered wife. It is a good thing I love Russ, or I could have got him in big trouble.

Anyways, that's all the news from our house. Sorry if I scared you with my picture. HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

Sarah Started Preschool

Sarah had her first day of preschool on Thursday. Nothing makes a kid look bigger than walking into preschool dressed in new school clothes. I can't believe my baby is big enough to leave me. Well, she actually only leaves me for two hours twice a week, but still.

She was a little nervous to go, so as any crazy mother would do, I bribed her to stay. I told her that if she didn't need me to stay I would have time to run to Wal-mart and get the Sleeping Beauty Barbie she has been begging for. She started to whimper a little when it was time for me to leave, but I whispered in her ear "Do you want me to go get your doll?" and she kissed me goodbye and didn't look back.

Yes, I think I have ADD. I unsually don't listen to a full song on the radio. I change the TV channels all the time. And now I am bored with my blog, so I change the background. I hope this doesn't make anyone anxious.