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Sunday, October 31, 2010

Happy Halloween!

So, my husband and I have lived in our apartment for going on three years now. The first year, we didn't have any trick or treaters. Last year, we were on our honeymoon. So this year, neither of us bought candy because we didn't think we would get anyone. Uhm yeah, oops! We've had several trick or treaters stop by our door. I feel bad because we don't have anything. I thought about getting a bag of candy just in case, but I didn't want it around if we didn't get anyone. Neither of us need it, and unless I purposely bought something I don't like, it's way too big of a temptation for me.

Sorry kids, there's always next year!

Monday, October 25, 2010

Weekly Menu

Since I have to be very careful with what I eat and eat extremely low fat until I have my gallbladder out, I, understandably, am getting sick of eating the same stuff day in and day out. Yesterday I went through my Weight Watchers cookbook and picked out recipes to try for the week. We have most of the ingredients on hand, which is really nice. When I lived in Muncie, I would pick a few recipes to try every time I went to the grocery, and then get any ingredients I needed. I've been trying to get back to that, especially because most of my recipes are healthy.

What I have for the week so far is:
ham steak & colcannon
chicken w/apples and cider
Moroccan marinated london broil, steamed green & wax beans and roasted red potatoes w/rosemary
whole wheat spaghetti w/kale and garlic
chicken tomato chowder
chicken paella

I'm looking forward to trying new foods and eating foods I haven't had in ages.

Sunday, October 24, 2010

Happy Anniversary!

I married my best friend, the love of my life on October 24, 2009. I can't believe it's been a year already!















Friday, October 22, 2010

I Just Have to Say...

...that I will be so glad when I don't have to eat in fear of a gallbladder attack! Every time I eat, no matter what it is, I'm so scared that I'm going to get another attack. While I'm glad that I didn't have it out while pregnant because of all the complications surgery during pregnancy can cause, it would be so nice not to have to worry about whether or not what I'm eating will put me in the hospital with a baby in the NICU.

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

So Gonna Hear It...

but I don't really care.

I'm so sick of seeing peoples' status updates say something to the effect of tolerance and acceptance, it doesn't just happen in Cleveland or wear purple today. I just want to tell you to get off your soapbox and SHUT UP!

Yes, it's terrible that those kids committed suicide due to bullying, but let me tell you a little about myself. I was relentlessly bullied from the day I started kindergarten and was told I was stupid for getting in the wrong line at recess to the day I graduated high school and was told I was so fat I looked like a lumpy potato. I can remember classmates telling me in fourth grade that they wish I had died when I choked on a cookie in class. I was spat on, had my hair pulled, pinched, hit and scratched on the bus. Was anything one despite my mother's repeated complaints to my teachers, administrators and bus drivers?

Absolutely NOT!

I didn't kill myself. I survived. Believe me, there were many days when I didn't want to go to school, where I wanted to quit and when I cried in my car on the way home or cried myself to sleep. There were days when I thought about ending it all. But I didn't. I have image and self esteem issues that linger from this bullying and will have them my entire life. But you know what? I believe it taught me many lessons about how the world works and made me stronger.

Guess what? Bullying happened before we were born, it happened when we were kids and it will continue to happen. Everyone is guilty of it, even in adult life, from outright harassment to talking about someone behind their back. It's part of human nature.

Yes, the schools are partly to blame for what happened to these kids, but what about the parents? And I'm not talking about the parents of the kids who are doing the bullying. These kids were obviously troubled, way beyond just the bullying. Why didn't the parents seek counseling or other professional help for their children? Why did the parents allow easy access to medications which allowed some of the kids to intentionally overdose? If the teacher/school/district wasn't doing anything to stop it, then why didn't the parents pull them out? It's so easy to blame the school, but the parents needs to accept some responsibility in this too.

What about the countless kids, like myself, that suffered in silence and made it through? Where's the attention for them? I chose not to wear purple today in honor of those of us that suffered bullying and were not so selfish as to take out own lives.

Sunday, October 17, 2010

Busy Busy!

We've had something going on every weekend in October so far. Alan's parents came for a visit the first weekend, and while I had a day to myself when they went to NYC, and was forced to work that Sunday, it was still pretty busy. Last weekend, we went to Rochester, NY, as a fall foliage/anniversary, babymoon trip. We figured so it's so much further north than us, the leaves would be in full color up there. Yeah, not so much. Oh well, we still had a really nice time exploring the city, well as much exploring as I can do 7 months pregnant!

There was a fall festival going on along the river that weekend, so we partook in some of that. The river actually has four waterfalls that are in the city, and while two of them are more like rapids, the other two are about 100' high. Very cool.


This is High Falls, it was originally a flour mill district and you can explore the ruins that are right next to the falls.
The weekend was filled with me doing things Alan didn't want me to do, such as hiking down the trail to a bottom of a gorge to see Lower Falls:


Taken from the bridge above.
And, climbing to the top of a lighthouse overlooking Lake Ontario:


Just because I'm pregnant doesn't mean I'm an invalid, as I like to tell Alan!

Yesterday was our childbirth class. A lot of stuff she talked about I already knew, mostly because of reading the pregnant community on LJ. But, it was really nice to see where I will be giving birth and learning some of the hospital's procedures. A good thing I learned is that I won't have a roommate post partum. Yay! I was thinking I would because the pre-registration paperwork only gave you the option of a double room. I'm SO glad that that's not the case. I had a roommate for one of my stays for my gallbladder, and she was ghetto as heck and SUPER annoying. It's so awesome that I don't have to deal with anyone else but who I want in the room.

One thing I found out that I absolutely abhor is that if I would wind up with a c-section, I don't get to hold the baby immediately. They hold him up, then take him to the nursery while I sit in recovery for up to TWO hours. I wouldn't get to see him again until I was in a post partum room. Uhm, yeah. NOT AN OPTION!!!!!! If they want to hear me scream bloody murder to see my child, then they can put him in the nursery. Finding this out has just strengthened my resolve that I will NOT have a c-section. No matter what. I'd rather risk giving birth at home with no one but Alan and myself here than that.

Anyways, next Sunday is our actual anniversary. We don't really have anything planned for the weekend, we're going to do some fall stuff. Pick out pumpkins, go through a corn maze and go on a night time hayride. I love fall, so I'm very excited.

I can't believe it's been a year already since I married the love of my life. This time last year I was trying to remain calm at the thought that I would be married in less than a week. It seriously seems like yesterday.


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