The Seven Spot

Tick, Tick, Tick...

Time is moving sooooo slowly right now.  Seriously, how bored can I possibly be?  I'm sure at least some of you are thinking "Gee, I don't know what she's complaining about.  I'd love to have a week off to just lay around in my jammies." 

And I see where you are coming from, I really do.  But in the last year and a half, I've cumulatively taken close to 3 months off of work due to these tummy/bile duct/pancreas/etc. issues.  The whole lying around at home thing?  I'm pretty much over it.

Today I read blogs (I was waaay behind), napped, worked a little bit, played on Facebook like a teenager, and shopped online.  You guys are such a bad influence, I tell you.  But it was "please take our stuff at ridiculously low prices" day at J. Crew today (otherwise known as extra 20% off sale items) so I just couldn't resist.  Here are my mood-lifters, which will hopefully arrive in time for me to go back to work next week:

I'm not sure what the deal is with all of the zebra; it could possibly be the pain pills.  I will keep you posted.  Also, I'm sure you are aware of this, but it bears repeating:  Only on the RAREST of occasions should you pay full price for anything at J. Crew.  Seriously, just wait a few weeks and they will be begging you to take the crap off their hands.  Love it.

Two final notes for today:

1. MMM & Suz, can I please be invited to read?
2. Lisagh, WTF?

The Sunny Side of the Street

I've said it before, and I'll say it again:  I like to keep my blog a positive place.  Thus, in a time of much negativity here at The Seven Spot, I will do my best to provide balance and as much sunshine as possible.  Here goes...

Good News:  I have lost 7 pounds since I last posted.

Bad News:  In the most miserable and unhealthy way possible.

Good News:  I work for a wonderful company which offers me fantastic health insurance at nearly no cost.

Bad News:  I just incurred a very large hospital claim.

Good News:  Nearly 70% of ERCP with sphincterotomy patients will feel pain relief after the procedure.

Bad News:  When I had my first one of these just over a year ago,  I was one of the unlucky 30%.  We are praying for a statistical shift this time.

Good News:  I have great friends that, as their circumstances allowed, either called or visited me while I was inpatient for a week.

Bad News:  I have absolutely no recollection of two of these calls/visits (sorry, Amy & Denise).  I was on so much pain medicine they put me on oxygen and a heart monitor.  Yikes.

Good News:  My husband and I gifted each other a Peabody Dream Bed for our wedding.  We fell in love with it after a trip to Memphis a few years back, and determined that it is the most comfortable bed in the entire world.

Bad News:  The Peabody bed has become my home nearly 24 hours a day for the past week, and will be for the next week to come.

Good News:  I have finally convinced my husband of the theory "your wife is a delicate flower."

Bad News:  He came around through witnessing me receive 5 different IV sites because my veins were too delicate and they kept going bad.  They are all still bruised and sore.

Good News:  I became the final member of my family to receive a custom-commissioned oil painting of her beloved cats (remember this post?).

Bad News:  My memory on receiving this gift is also a little shady, but at least I have a picture to prove it:

Good News:  I will have time to blog now, you lucky ducks, since I'm home from work for at least another week.

Bad News:  I'm still on drugs, so get ready for some keen observations for sure. 

MWAH!

Tuesday Twelve?

Nothing too exciting today, not that anyone should be surprised.  But I promised I would update, so here you are.  Ta da!  Here's what we've been up to lately:

1. This past weekend we went to Columbia with Jesse & Karen to catch a Mizzou basketball game.  This was my first time in the relatively new arena, and I was overly excited.  The Tigers lost, but we still love them. 
2. We went to a couple of our favorite restaurants/bars, and for the first time none of us saw anyone we knew.  It was kind of sad.  We felt really old.
3. Henry and Dan are quickly becoming BFF's.  They walk around the house together fussing about stuff.  At least once  a week Dan "accidentally" falls asleep on the couch downstairs and snuggles with Henry all night.  Give me 6 more months and he'll be in our bed.  I called it.
4. We are going into our 7th month of double mortgage payments.  It totally sucks.  I looove to shop and work really hard so that I can have a reasonable amount of disposable income while still managing to max out my 401(k).  Needless to say, the shopping has slowed down a bit.
5. I guess it's for the better since I've gained 5 more pounds.  I'm now up 15 since my wedding.  I'm still in a healthy range, and am surprisingly okay with being on the high end.
6. As a recovered eating disorder patient, I can't and won't diet.  I try to eat as healthy as I can, but once I start counting or tracking what I eat it always goes over the top and becomes an obsession. 
7. The weight-loss plan?  Chicago 2008.  Yep, I'm signed up and started pre-training last week.  I'm sooo excited.  When I did Chicago in 2004 it totally changed my life and I can't wait to do it again.
8. My tummy pain is back.  In a big way.  My awesome pain management doctor has kept it at bay for nearly a year, and I think it's catching up to me.  I have my monthly appointment on Friday.  Say a prayer.
9. We're having a little cocktail party on Saturday to meet our neighbors.  This is a bit overdue since we moved here in August, but better late than never.
10. Dan is chomping at the bit now that he found out one of our neighbors is a wine lover.  We're up to over 200 bottles in our cellar now, each one with a story.  Our neighbor had better be ready for a looong night of wine talk.
11. We celebrated our 8-month anniversary on Sunday.  We bought each other an antique wooden box made from an old log home in Central Missouri.  It was at the cutest gallery on the outskirts of Columbia.  It's beautiful; I will post a picture this week.  Our other house is a log home, and that's where we fell in love (awww).  We have quite an affinity for log homes.
12. On the 9th of every month, I try to use our anniversary as an excuse to buy presents.  Sometimes it works, sometimes not.  You can't blame me for trying.  Plus I get really excited that we've been married another month.

That's all for now, kiddies!