So Saturday was my birthday.  The big 2-6.  Melody and I got all dressed up and watched the brand-new Sex and the City movie and I stauyed over that night.  We watched TV, she glazed my hair to make it reddder, I curled hers, we watched a lot of TV, we played with her two dogs, we went to Moe's (an awesome Subway-style Southwest restaurant with ( Read more... )

I'm not the world's best housewife.  I forget stuff, sometimes I overspend, I am way too interested in piddly hobbies for my own good, and I dislike cleaning.  And yet here I am  messaging back and forh with my friend Melody about helping her clean, organize, and most likely decorate her house on the weekends for no less than $15 a shot with her ( Read more... )

I ultimately realized upon further examination and weighing of evidence that I, in all likelihood, did not miscarry and was just five days late a month after being three days late, and I'm just an extremely heavy bleeder.  Being a depressive hyponchondriac off my medication for awhile and therefore being on the edge of suicide for a few days until ( Read more... )

Oh noes!  I haves the holiday spirits, and not the acoholic kind!  Yeah...anyway. :)  The new layout speaks volumes ( Read more... )

 I was suicidal the day after Thanksgiving.  It's been a month and I'm starting to feel the way I did before.  The panic attacks are under control but the emptiness never left, and that really is more than I can handle.  I lay around on the couch watching TV or stare at the computer screen, and that's pretty much my day.  Melody calls a lot, but I ( Read more... )

 I feel like the Lexapro is working, but I don't think it's enough.  I get tired, but at least the nausea is fading.  The panic attacks are easier to handle.  Stuff like that.  I was supposed to go in and get checked on this week but the car's brakes put it in the shop and it just got back today.  That and I was supposed to have a pap smear but I ( Read more... )