As of tomorrow, I will be able to say I’m having a baby next month. WOW. That really makes it feel close.

Hello July!!!

I know I’m probably following a trend today, but I can’t help it. This is the kind of thing I have to have an entry on. What a day. This morning we found out about Farrah Fawcett. Which was depressing enough as it is, even though I can’t help but be glad she’s no longer having to deal with the Cancer. It’s an evil evil disease. There really isn’t much more I can say about her. I don’t remember her on Charlie’s Angels, or any of her movies. I remember that my Mom liked her, and that she had awesome hair, and was always smiling in pictures.

Then this afternoon I was online when I saw that Michael Jackson had been taken to the hospital in cardiac arrest. Not long after I found out he had passed. I’m a bit too young to remember his Thriller days, and way too young to remember the Jackson Five. But I do remember sitting on the couch with my parents and watching the movie they made about his life. I was maybe five at that point?

He had some problems. There were things about him I really really absolutely did not like even in the slightest bit. But even with all of that, you cannot deny that he was absolutely great. He was a fantastic artist. And he was one of those icons that we’ve grown up around. So with that, this is what I’ll always remember him for. It’s not the exact video because I couldn’t get that one to embed, but I know someone else will remember this song.

For months I thought my email on my hosting account must be broken. I never received anything in there, so either my email was broken, sucked, or everything else just hated my email. Well, I checked again last night, and realized my email hasn’t been broken. I’ve gotten every single email I thought I was missing out on, and then some. The issue was the email doesn’t automatically put new messages first. So I had about 6 pages worth of unread messages, I just had to go beyond page one. Good job Ashley!

Not a whole lot else is going on. I have another kidney infection, which I’m just thrilled about. I’ve had blood drawn, lots of peeing in cups, a shot, and today I even got a catheder when I went back to the doctor since I’m not feeling any better after almost a week of taking my antibiotics religiously. Right now they have no suggestions, keep taking the medicine, keep drinking lots of fluids, and take it easy. I didn’t see my usual doctor today, but I will next Friday when I go again, so I’m going to bring it up with her then. I’m mostly just worried because my last kidney infection was in late February. The one before that was in November. I figured the one in February was kind of a gimme since they tend to be more common while pregnant apparently. But another one??? I did a little bit of research online (which is never a good idea by the way) and found there is an antibiotic I can be given to prevent any more infections at least until after the baby is born. I’m definitely going to ask her about that, since the main risk associated with frequent kidney infections is premature labor. We don’t need any NICU, or preemies, thank you very much!

We went to Gymboree today. They have some awesome sales. This kid is going to be totally decked out. She has an entire wardrobe, she is pretty much set. Anything else we get as far as clothes go is just extra. She still needs the basics though, towels, blankets, onesies…things like that.

I’m putting up a new theme tonight. If Lil Miss decides to cooperate it will be one of my own creation, if not, or if I get frustrated (more likely) it will be a premade. Either way, I’m tired of seeing this one. So if something looks wrong, or breaks, deal with it. :P

I’m pretty sure I’ve done this before, or something similar, but I feel like doing it again. I’m copying Jenn who found the meme on Jaesel.net.

Let’s see. Five years ago was 2004. I was a sophomore in high school. In January, February, and March Zach and I were dating for our second time. In March we broke up, however the conversation we had (and resulting kiss) made things kind of hang in the air. On the Friday of Memorial Day weekend we were in our car accident. We were turning left out of our neighborhood (Zach driving his Mom’s ‘99 Dodge Neon Sport) and were T-boned by a motorcycle who was drunk and speeding. I didn’t see him until about a second before he hit us. I hit my head on something hard enough for it to bleed, and as a result my Mom and her boyfriend at the time (Chuck..ugghhh he’s worth an entire entry on his own) decided Zach wasn’t good for me. I spent the rest of the summer trying to figure out how to spend time with Zach. This was his senior year, and he still hadn’t decided what he was going to do come fall, but enlisting in the Marines was a definite possibility.

Sometime that summer I began talking to someone I referred to at the time on my Xanga as “my distraction”. It was an awesome thing I had him to talk to because my best friend Erin was pretty far up her boyfriend’s butt, and we never hung out without him. In August I got a call from Zach’s on again off again girlfriend who was my friend as well at the time. He had gone to the Army recruiter’s office and signed his papers. He was leaving for MEPS that weekend, and if all went well he was leaving for basic only two weeks later. I completely lost it. Partially because as far as I knew he was still waiting on word from OSU, and if they accepted him he’d be staying here. He left, and before he left, became engaged to said girlfriend. I lost it again. I spent the rest of 2004 writing to him while he was in basic, and eventually throwing myself pretty completely into my distraction. Somewhere in there I was also diagnosed with depression and put on Lexapro. We lost our house and moved in with Chuck. (Being on Lexapro was a lifesaver at that point, let me tell you.)

The holiday season that year sucked. It was our first one without my great-grandma, and I’m pretty sure it was my first one in two years without Zach. (I’m really going to have to check my Xanga now.)

All in all, it’s a pretty different place I was in, but not entirely different. Looking back, I think you can now understand a bit more. ;-)