A lady from the hospital called me today to schedule my day of pre-op tests. Holy shit, they don’t play around. On the 14th, I will be enjoying the following: bloodwork, an EKG, a pulmonary function test, chest x-ray, gallbladder ultrasound and upper GI. Sahweet! lol My tests are scheduled the day before my all-day pre-op class so my mom is going to drive down on the 13th and hang out at the hospital with me on the 14th (she has to attend my all-day class as my support person).
I have so much that I need to do in the next month, especially at work. UGH. It’s going to fly by.
I had a kick-ass workout this evening. I am going to sleep well tonight!
I went to Panera yesterday morning to work on some reading for my class and also to start on a paper that is due tonight (love these Sunday deadlines. Ugh.). I snagged a small booth and behind me in a semi-crowded part of the restaurant. I could hear what I thought were a group of people discussing something, I couldn’t tell what. They were LOUD. I finally turned around and it was TWO PEOPLE! I couldn’t believe it. I thought it was an entire group! I ended up moving but didn’t like where I was sitting and then just said, fuck it, and went to Walmart. Of course now I have 95% of my paper to write today. Yay, procrastination.
Last night I watched my lectures then had to get out … it looked sooooo nice outside, and it was. About 80 at 7 p.m. and sunny. I went to the unfortunately named Old Time Pottery and bought a metal sculpture thing to hang on the wall.
After that, it was pretty much downhill. I watched TV and generally just screwed around instead of working on my paper … hence the reason why I have the bulk of it left to write. At least now it is about to start pouring rain (again) so I won’t be able to go outside and play. 
I went out on a limb and signed up for a couple of events at the church I sometimes go to … they have a 30/40s group that has actually had some interesting events that I couldn’t go to (like alpaca shearing!). I signed up for a feng shui class on the 9th and then a SQUARE DANCING class on the 23rd. Hahahahahahaha. The last time I square danced was the torture of 8th grade gym class … oh, the humanity! Our normally sex-segregated classes were combined into one, with the two gym teachers sadistically deciding who would pick first, guys or girls. Then the unlucky “winners” would have to approach the partner of their choice … OMG. CAN YOU IMAGINE! WE WERE 13! Then again, I guess it was better to choose than to stand around waiting to be picked. UGH. I am giving myself horrible flashbacks. Must. Stop. Thinking. of. Junior. High! Anyway, you KNOW I will be taking photos at square dancing … and it’s a Wednesday night at 7 p.m., if anyone wants to join me! lol!
Now, I am flirting online with the “enemy” … a REPUBLICAN! Hahahahahahahahaha. Eh, he’s cute. Whatev. Maybe I should point him to the Red State Update and ask him if he will have Miss Lucy’s babies, Fuckit and McCain. LOL LOL LOL
I am still pretty stunned over how quickly my weight-loss surgery plans have come together. I’ll most likely be going to my all-day pre-op class on the 15th, where I’ll get the scoop on everything. I’ve also found a local message board where I’ve started to connect with people. One reason why I’m pleased with the timing is that I should be able to eat “regular” food when I go home with Thanksgiving … well, not Thanksgiving food, but it will be better than sitting there with my protein drink while everyone else eats lol.
I went grocery shopping today — my pantry was BARE. I spent about $150 (some of it on a few t-shirts and undies at Walmart) but am stocked up for the foreseeable future on WW meals, Crystal Light and Special K with strawberries. I also made a diet cake, something I haven’t in a while … it’s just a box cake mix and a can of diet pop. Mix it together and bake. Voila! I don’t remember the calorie count but it’s really low, basically whatever is in the cake mix without everything else added to it. I made white cake with diet ginger ale (Vernors of course!).
Okay, it’s time to tackle the bathroom … and figure out when I’m going to make my way through the giant pile of laundry in my bedroom …
My surgery is scheduled for July 28th!
OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG!!!!!!
I just had a voice mail from my surgeon’s office … and my insurance company approved my weight-loss surgery!
YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!
That didn’t even take two weeks, I’m stunned!
I have another dietician’s meeting Thursday to check my weight and I also have to call the surgeon’s office to schedule the next steps. WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
I’ve been pretty tired the last few days and I wasn’t all that surprised when I woke up this morning feeling like I had been hit in the face with a board. My face hurt, my ears hurt, my throat hurt, ugh. I got in to see the nurse practitioner — the same beyotch I dealt with late last year who acted like my augmentin allergy was my fucking fault, since she couldn’t prescribe that to me — who, lo and behold, agreed that I have a sinus infection. To make matters worse, I also had cramps today. How is THAT fair???
I didn’t start to feel better until 7 p.m. or so. I napped on and off today so I’m going to take some tylenol PM tonight so hopefully I’ll be able to sleep some. Blech.
I’m in a mood tonight. I know why, I’m not feeling 100%, I’m bored, I’m lonely, I’m not going to the Ville this weekend because my car’s brakes are acting up, and I have zero plans for the weekend. I was — God help me — actually checking out MM’s MySpace page to see what he’s been up to. Then I realized what I was doing and why. He bored me, the spark came and went, he has that fucking house … so why am I thinking about him? Boredom is a dangerous thing, my friends.
If you stop by Miss Sodapop’s place, give her a hug. Tomorrow is the anniversary of a very sad day for her. You know I’ll be thinking about you, punkin’.
I put on my big-girl panties tonight and hit the gym after work instead of going home and sitting on the couch for hours. I worked out for just about an hour, following one of the plans that Kara the trainer had written for me.
Gah.
That shit is hard! I did it all except for the cardio; I couldn’t do the full amount because I was just whipped. But I got all the strength training in, including glute lifts on the evil Bosu ball and lifting weights while going up and over the aerobic step (with 3 risers) over and over and over again lol.
I’m glad I did it though. Going to the gym keeps me out of trouble. 
Friday, my coworker S lost her job. She was a happy bitch, practically dancing, while I was pouty. It wasn’t a surprise, she had been told that her position might be eliminated, but still. I’m running out of people to talk to at the office! Not surprisingly, I didn’t get much done yesterday. It was all yap, yap, yap all day. People gossiping, people talking, whatev. Allegedly, this is the last of the planned cuts. I don’t know. I guess it’s all out of my control and I’m grateful to have a job. I’m also grateful that S. was so pleased. I hope she can make a new start.
I’m tired of my pale skin so I bought self-tanner Friday night. I got a spray so it’s easier to get my back. The first coat turned out pretty light, which is good, I suppose, so I put more on last night. So far, no Oompa Loompa-ness, which is always a plus.
This weekend has pretty much been a blur, it’s ridiculous how quickly the time goes even when I’m not doing a damn thing!
So. My beloved friend Ricardo has tagged me with this meme about 6 quirks that I have. Six? Only six? I may have to pare this down a bit …
1. I will not touch unfinished ceramic items. Will. Not. Cannot stand the feel. It makes me shudder and want to scream. Yuck.
2. I am terrified of grasshoppers. I’ve talked about this before but it is seriously true. They scare me beyond measure.
3. While watching hockey, I clap my hands above my head when the Red Wings score. I don’t do this any other time and have no idea why I do it during hockey games.
4. The first time a potential new gentleman friend calls me I will not answer the phone — even if the phone is literally right next to me. I have to hear the guy’s voice on the message before I’ll talk to him. I don’t recall never returning a call because I didn’t like what I heard … but the potential is always there!
5. I can’t stand to listen to programs with listeners who call in, whether it’s on the radio or QVC or something. It makes me so uncomfortable. I’m on edge, waiting for people to embarrass themselves. I think I learned this from my mom.
6. Speaking of my mom, if there is a beauty pageant on and we are together, we will watch it. Miss Universe is the favorite, thanks to the parade of nations, but Miss America also is good because of the “talent” segment. I am always interested in who the judges are. Why? Couldn’t tell you.
Now I’m going to tag Miss Sodapop, Miss Lucy, Miss Laci, Ari, Tori and Jen.
Show us your quirks, ladies! 
