I am fighting bouts of exhaustion which is why I haven't been in the mood to write much lately. Even as I'm sitting here on the couch in the living room (which has been doubling as my bed for the past few weeks) my back is throbbing with pain. I'm pretty sure its because of the way that the baby is laying that is making my back hurt so much, but there isn't much I can do about it except lay. Sitting, standing and walking really aggravate my lower back. It was extremely sore yesterday. Thanks to the flood fuckage here, Gabby's daycare was closed so I was stuck with her at home all day. Every time I left the living room she'd go up the stairs and not come back down when I called her. This was about 20+ times I had to go up and down the steps because of her. By 8pm I couldn't move. Anyway. I have at least 2 entries mapped out in my brain that I want to write this weekend, I just can't sit and do it right now because of the pain I'm in. I promise though I will update again soon.
I have anemia so bad this pregnancy for some reason. All I do from the time I get home from work until I go to bed is get a huge glass of ice water and chew each and every ice cube in it. All day at work I fantasize about going home and chewing ice. I am also addicted to the smell of fresh gasoline. Whenever I pass a gas station I sniff heavily as if it were some beautiful perfume or flower. I know….these are not normal things. I can't help it, its the anemia!! Not me!! [TMI Alert] I have been trying to take the stupid Slowfe Iron Pills that the doctor suggested I get, but they give me terrible heartburn and leave an awful taste in my mouth, not to mention constipation. [/TMI Alert] I have tried taking them with and without food, with and without water, with and without vitamin C, but nothing seems to help.
My friend Adina gets anemia really bad too, and this week she nearly fainted at work because of it. It caused her to be real dizzy and her blood pressure to go up. I had a similar episode of this a few weeks ago. Get well soon, btw, Adina.
I don't know why I am telling you all of this, but I feel like I'm going nuts. I am going to get another glass of ice water.
Rich and I took Gabby up to my Mom's house in Blakeslee today so that we could attend his sister's graduation tonight (WOOOO HOOOO GO LAURA DAVIES – HANOVER AREA REPRESENT) — anyway — Rich noticed a "Fireworks Outlet" and decided to pull over to check it out. Anyone from Pennsylvania knows that you cannot buy an "illegal fireworks" in this state…. Illegal Fireworks are considered anything aerial or explosive. Which basically limits us to Sparklers and stupid ground shit, which really sucks The good fireworks are reserved for displays done by licensed pyrotechnics. Rich figured we may still be able to go in and browse what we can't have. When we walked into the store the guy asked us if we were from PA or out of state and we of course said PA (he would have carded us otherwise) and he said we could not go back to the area where the "good illegal" stuff was being sold. The PA residents were confined to a small room in the front which had only stupid fireworks. Lame. This state is so effing stupid. Until like last year, casinos and gambling was illegal. You can't buy hard liquor from a liquor store on Sundays. You cannot buy alcohol in Supermarkets. You cannot shoot off fireworks. You can't walk your pig on the dike on Sunday. What else is there to do?! Its like we are living in 1930. Why is everything so strict here? Sheesh!
There are very few times that I find myself at a loss for words, especially mean ones….however, read this.
In my several hours of insomnia last night I stumbled upon this article originally at WNEP.com. I didn't think I'd actually KNOW who the person was that committed this horrible crime….but the truth is I do. Believe me, this boy was never a friend of mine. Vincent used to live in the development (Sierra View) and my brother and I rode the school bus with him. This kid was out of his tree. Seriously. I honestly think he should have been on ritalin or something of that caliber (maybe he already was??). He was hyperactive and just psychotic. He drove everyone nuts. My brother (to this very day) swears that Vincent used to pee on the school bus among his other antics. I used to think my brother was half crocked himself, but the fact that he still swears up and down that he peed on the bus leads me to believe he is probably telling the truth. How disgusting. How could they let someone with this many mental issues take care of a 2 month old???????? How could someone do this to a baby! I can't believe it. It just sickens me and makes my stomach turn. I hope the baby can at least grow up and have a somewhat normal life. I know foster homes aren't exactly paradise, but anything is better than being shaken to death. Jesus.
Why don't they give people IQ tests before they procreate?
I finally figured out the reason as to why my comments were not displaying. Some kind of Gravatar error kept coming up. I guess it was trying to load some kind of image which it couldn't find. I had to hack through PHP and remove that line to stop it from trying to load whatever image it aws looking for. Now if you click on the comments link and actually post a comment it will display what you wrote. Hooray.