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I take my sister for granted too often. I admit, sometimes she's crazy, and can be a real bitch, but who isn't at times, right? I'm lucky to have her in my life and I should tell her that more often. Her focus of the moment is what to name the baby. I'm pulling for Gabrielle. I overheard someone saying that their new grand-baby would be named this and I fell in love with the name. Sarah Gabrielle, doesn't that sound nice? I doubt it gets by the father though, so if anyone has any suggestions for potential names I'd be glad to hear them. I just pray that we don't have a repeat of last minute name creation as we had with Kerrianna.
Totally unrelated to the above, I have survived my first visit to the gyno. Aside from having to kill a few people who had me worried about something that was a great deal less traumatic than they made it out to be, it was wonderful. Not wonderful in the sense that I enjoyed it in the least, (seriously, who would?!) but in the I didn't vomit sort of way. My only question now is couldn't someone have mentioned to me that they would be taking blood?! I was nervous for the wrong reason. The exam, piece of cake, them sticking me and taking blood, there are no words for how horrible that was. The last time I had that done was four years ago and I still have the mark, and of course they reused that same spot today, which means I'm going to have it for four more years. Stupid overly white skin.
Enough on that. I'm thinking it's time for a new hair color. I'm bored with this one, plus my roots are showing so it's time to dye anyway. Maybe I'll go with a darker brown this time. That seems right for fall. Red is more of a summer color and I don't feel like being that bright for the next few months. Stay tuned for the exciting conclusion to this in a week or so, lol. I must run it by the usual critics before I decide.
Lots of Love
-Cass
Totally unrelated to the above, I have survived my first visit to the gyno. Aside from having to kill a few people who had me worried about something that was a great deal less traumatic than they made it out to be, it was wonderful. Not wonderful in the sense that I enjoyed it in the least, (seriously, who would?!) but in the I didn't vomit sort of way. My only question now is couldn't someone have mentioned to me that they would be taking blood?! I was nervous for the wrong reason. The exam, piece of cake, them sticking me and taking blood, there are no words for how horrible that was. The last time I had that done was four years ago and I still have the mark, and of course they reused that same spot today, which means I'm going to have it for four more years. Stupid overly white skin.
Enough on that. I'm thinking it's time for a new hair color. I'm bored with this one, plus my roots are showing so it's time to dye anyway. Maybe I'll go with a darker brown this time. That seems right for fall. Red is more of a summer color and I don't feel like being that bright for the next few months. Stay tuned for the exciting conclusion to this in a week or so, lol. I must run it by the usual critics before I decide.
Lots of Love
-Cass