Boobie Doctor…

I had my consultation today and it went really well!  My favorite part was actually trying on different sizes of breasts to see what they look like “on”.

Surgery is scheduled for August 9th
(That’s only 40 days… the count is on!)

In my corner…

So my corner of the world has been kind of quiet… that’s why I’ve taken to posting my spam

I’ve not really been doing anything, just getting ready to do.
On Friday is my boobie consultation, I’ll let you know how that goes and next Tuesday I’m flying to my Sister’s. From there we will road-trip to our Mom’s… it’s been forever since Sister and I have had a chance to see each other, and we are long over due for that trip to see everyone “back home”…
Plus, I did mention a Road Trip right? Those are always fun (and a consistant source of blogging material)!

I’ve been slightly obcessed with my camera lately thanks to Mel and her flikr photogroup Color My World Daily. The photos are amazing, it inspires me to learn to take better photographs… so I’ve been practicing (and looking a getting a Nikon D80, cause a better camera isn’t such a bad idea either).

Hungry Ugandian Children Like Spam…

Found in ‘my comments’ today:

Designer Handbagsm | handbagssus@gmail.com | chartercollege.edu/studentsupport/forum/_forum/0000006b.htm | IP: 85.185.16.126

Please, do not delete the given message. Money obtained from spam will go to the help hungry to children Uganda

Not Spam — Jun 25, 3:42 AM — [ View Post ]   

    

Bug in my butt…

Man I’ve been in a grumpy mood for the past couple of days…
and I have no real idea why.

So much for being self aware

Learning new things…

Even though I swear I’m the last person to learn them!

 After figuring out how to do predictive text on my phone, I finally learned to do *this* with pictures:

Tagging

Mark Leslie let me tag myself! The rules are below.

Each player starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.
People who are tagged need to write their own blog about their eight things and post these rules.
At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.
Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog
Okay, so here are eight random facts about me in no particular order (and completely off the top of my head)

1) I’m gleening most of this from my 100… there isn’t that much about me that isn’t posted and I’m not all that interesting anyway!

2) I don’t feel at all close to my age. I’m waiting. I know one morning it will kick me in the butt.

3) Half way through college I was torn on majors. I really wanted an english degree and to teach. I ended up with a nursing degree soley because I could make more money with less of a time investment. I was a single parent at the time. I never regreted the decision, but it seems overly selfish given the job at hand.

4) I love to go to different places, but I don’t particularily like to fly or drive.

5) I can’t imagine going a day without reading.

6) I’m not much of a TV watcher, but it’s on alot for background noise… I think I might be attention deficiet because I lose interest in most programs before they end.

7) I’m the fixer, builder, repairer in the family. Husb is the “domestic one” in our partnership

8) I don’t mind being tagged in blog posts, in fact, I enjoy it. But I’m not all that comfortable tagging others.
So while I like participating in tags, I tend to leave an open “if you want to join in, go ahead and tag yourself. Go ahead, don’t be shy. Tag yourself. And it’s okay, the rumors aren’t true, you won’t go blind if you tag yourself too often.

(I stole… copy and pasted actually, #8 directly from Mark as it was just too damn cute!)

Ok…

Maybe the coffee thing isn’t going so good.

I forgot to empty the pot last night before brewing this morning’s coffee, so I flooded the kitchen counter.
(But he’s been gone since Sunday… and today’s Wednesday, so I think I’m still ahead of the game here)

Funny I used the word “swimmingly” in yesterday’s post though…

On my own again… For a minute

Husb had to leave town again for work… on Father’s Day.  The kids planned a little get together for him and he did get a chance to hang out with everyone for a while.  He’ll be back Thursday night again.

The kids and I have been hanging out, we went out to dinner earlier.
I’ve got a staff out and am working a 15 day stretch… Being exhausted makes the time pass quicker while he’s away
The coffee thing… in case you are wondering, is working out swimmingly!

Intimate moments with strangers

Like a simple paper bookmark in a well read book, something as seemingly small as earrings can mark the end of one chapter and the beginning of another in a person’s life.

On Friday a woman called about getting her ear lobes pierced and also asked if we were handicapped accessable.  Later a woman in a wheelchair came by, her family waiting for her in the car. 
She’d had one leg amputated, and I had the distinct feeling she was fairly new at getting back into “life” again after what ever had put her in the chair.

She had told me she lost her ear piercings after a car accident as her earrings were removed and after a lengthly hospital stay the piercings closed.  She and her baby boy were in a very serious car accident two years ago, he was unharmed,  it was thought she would not pull through…  but she did. 
Everyone kept telling her how lucky she was to be alive, but she was left with so many physical challenges, it didn’t feel that way to her until I suspect very recently. 

As we talked, I’d pointed out how amazing it was that she was taking back something, however small, that she had lost in the accident…
she took back earrings. 
Her eyes welled with tears as she said her husband had pointed out the same thing earlier…
but it wasn’t until she looked at her ears in the mirror that she actually felt the power of our observations… 

I doubt I’ve ever felt a warmer hug than the one I got after that piercing, and we both expressed how glad we were that our paths had crossed… 
I am always in awe at the tiny slivers of intimacy people sometimes allow me to observe.

Boobies everywhere…

I’m sure you’ve noticed that when you are expecting a baby (or are close to someone who is), it seems everyone is pregnant.  Or you purchase a new car and suddenly you see the same car on every street.

It must be the same with boobies.

Since I’ve made my consultation appointment, there are breasts absolutely everywhere.  I’m a big information gatherer,  so I’ve shared my plans with a few customers in order to gleen information (OK, maybe more than a few) and many, many women have shared wth me their experiences, advise and breasts… yes their breasts. 
I’ve seen more of them in the last weeks than I can count.  I’ve looked at scar placements, listened raptly to stories and been invited to squeeze almost every pair…

I know it’s not a baby or a new car… but it’s certainly something!