All The Muck That's Fit To Blog

I have been gone from the blogosphere for a while. Wow, have things been busy, but busy in a good way (mostly). Here is all the muck that's fit to blog from the past couple of weeks:


1. I am now allergic to lobster. I turned kind of blotchy the last two times I ate it, which I thought was weird since I have eaten it so many times before. I chalked it up as a minor allergy, but when I went to the doctor for a check-up on my horrific dust allergies (thanks to our remodel), I casually mentioned the lobster thing. I said, "By the way, I am allergic to lobster now, too. But it could be worse, I just get kind of blotchy. I don't swell up or anything." That is when he looked at me with utter terror in his eyes and told me to NEVER eat lobster again. Apparently, these types of things get worse each time, so if I keep eating it I will be one of those people clenching their throats in a restaurant and possibly dying. I asked if shrimp and crab were still okay -- nope, they're not! Darn. And he said never to let them use iodine on me for a cut, xray, cat scan, etc., and that for any medical procedure I need to say that I have a shellfish allergy. Great. I was already paranoid enough about death, so now I have one more way to kick the bucket. Speaking of paranoid, I found a dark spot on my back, so I am going BACK to the doctor YET AGAIN to have THAT checked out. They are going to think that I am a hypochondriac.


2. I win! I win! As you may or may not know, I had some conflict with a corporate sleazebag who built a house next to us strictly to turn it around and sell it. He wanted to make a quick buck, so he just slapped a cookie cutter house up with no regard for the lot, and because he put ZERO thought into the floorplan, he ended up having windows that align directly with ours. I should mention that our houses are 4 feet apart -- welcome to SoCal living! I talked to him about it and he didn't think it was a big deal, nor did he think he was at fault. Well guess what? He can't sell the house! Hooray! He wanted 1.975 million initially (again, we're in SoCal), but there were no takers. Then he lowered to 1.85, now 1.8, and still no takers. I have made it a point to have my blinds WIDE OPEN for every Open House that he has had. So he finally put up lattices in between the windows to try to fool potential buyers. But there are still no takers. And he has to sell two more just like it on the next block. I hope he majorly tanks.

3. I found a gray hair. I am not one bit happy about that. I will be 30 in July, so I thought I had a few more years before I had to deal with finding a gray hair! In all fairness, I look really young. Teaching high school, I am mistaken for a student at times, and I got carded to buy paint remover the other day (apparently, you have to be 18, and while I was flattered, I would think that having all 4 kids with me would have given the cashier enough info about me to know that I was older than 18!). But still! A gray hair! Blech. However, I am determined not to be one of "those" types of women. I will age gracefully, I will NOT have Botox or surgery, and I will be grateful for every year that I am alive and healthy. Still, I yanked the hair. I tried SO hard not to, but I couldn't NOT do it. Maybe after I am 30. Just give me until 30!

4. I am flying to Texas for my little bro's wedding. Seems he and his girl are in the "family way." Of course, he is really just copying me because I started that family tradition over 5 years ago. Ahhh, Texas, how I do not miss your mosquito serenade, nor your city-sized Wal-marts. But it will be good to see all of my family. Literally ALL of my family. I have about 200 relatives in Dallas. Family reunion, yee-haw!

5. Life has been pretty great lately since I went back to work. I am much more fulfilled, much calmer, and am really appreciating my kids a lot more now that I am not with them 24-7. Quality, not quantity, I guess. Plus the kids are getting older and so much easier (not that we don't have our bad moments, but lately it is only a few bad moments in a sea of good moments). But I realized that I have not been blogging BECAUSE life is so good. I COULD blog every day, but it would be so boring (not to imply that THIS entry is not boring as well). Who wants to read a blog about how great life is? Not me. I want the blogs with conflict, drama, tears, heartache. And lately I haven't had any of that. Great for me, but not great for my blog. Why is it that as humans we are so drawn to conflict as a form of entertainment? I find it so interesting.

That's it for now. Maybe we will have a broken leg or something to spice this blog up. Knock on wood.