A Rose By Any Other Name…

1. Have you had your birthday yet? Yes, it’s in the first couple weeks of the year.
2. Are you with the same person as you were at the beginning of 2007? I wasn’t with anyone at the beginning of the year, but I’m still with the only person I’ve been with in 2007.
3. Are you still in the same job? Kinda, currently I’m not working but I’m still employed there.
4. Is your favorite color the same color? Yup.
5. Have you got the same style/colour hair? Umm… pretty much I guess. I usually keep it dyed with a red tint and then straight… it’s probably a little shorter.
6. Have you bought a new car this year? No.
7. Anything exciting happen this year? Oh yeah.
8. Have you been involved with the police this year? Other than phoning in drunk drivers from work, no.
9. Favorite all time drinking place for 2007? Didn’t really drink this year.
10. Is your best friend still your best friend? Yup!
11. Got any tattoos or piercings this year? Yes, got a cartiledge piercing in my right ear… but it came out the other day and I can’t get it back in.
12. Had a haircut? Yes.
13. Been in a hospital this year? Yup, few times.
14. Lost someone you cared about this year? No.
15. Been on a vacation this year? Not really, no.
16. Been in love this year? Yup, and it gets stronger every day. (Ugh, so cliche)
17. Fallen out of love this year? Nope.
18. Been kicked out of a pub this year? Nope.
19. Completed any studies this year? No.
20. Read any books? Tons.
21. Worst thing to happen this year? This illness doctors can’t diagnose.
22. Best thing to happen this year? Stuart.
23. How many times have you gotten drunk? None.
24. Has this year been a good one so far? Despite being sick it’s been a very good year, I’m happier than I’ve ever been.

Yesterday I was in a pretty crappy mood when Stuart got home. I’d just finished cleaning up the apartment… Friday mornings the boys go out to work so Henry brings his dirty dishes out of his room and what not. It’s so disgusting. Those boys have never heard of rinsing dishes! So it took me forever to get that stuff clean, and I was in more pain than ever so I was grouchy.

When Stuart came in I didn’t really look up from what I was reading on the computer screen, so he could tell I wasn’t in a great mood. He asked me what was wrong, if I was mad at him, sore or what. I said I was just kind of frustrated. So he comes over and puts this thing of flowers beside me and asks if that’ll make me feel better.

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Yeah, that could do it. LOL. They’re miniature roses, kinda cute. LOL. And there wasn’t really any reason for him to do it so that’s always nice. He’s always doing sweet things for no reason though. One time I asked if we had any chocolate because I was craving some, but we didn’t so I just shrugged it off. All of a sudden he was gone and came back with some chocolate covered peanuts for me. LOL. So random.

Oh, and he deleted all his porn off the computer. I didn’t even ask him to do that… I never said stop looking at porn, I just said cut down on it. But no, he deleted it all. LOL. He didn’t even blink when he did so.

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I do not understand why so many people turn to drugs. Joe Nichols has now entered a rehab facility for substance abuse. *shakes head* I guess maybe it’s because I grew up surrounded by drugs and what not and have seen the consequences… but I just don’t see the appeal. They take all your money, change your personality (never for the better), and really just ruin your lives. It cliche, but seriously, don’t do drugs.

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As I mentioned above the pain has gotten to it’s worse point. I can barely move because all my muscles stiffen up. The pain is incredible. It’s like I’ve been beaten repeatedly with a baseball bat. Everything feels bruised and sore… it’s insane. I have to go to the doctor tomorrow so I’m hoping he’ll be able to do something, preferably without drugging me up. The Prozac has seemed to give me more energy… but it doesn’t help me sleep at all so my body feels tired but I feel awake. It’s insane, I hate it.

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Thank God it’s Saturday! That means yesterday the new Stargate Atlantis aired. Hehe. I’ve already downloaded it and am currently converting it to my iPod. Every Saturday night Stuart and I curl up and watch SGA. Good times. I wonder what we’ll do next weekend since we’ve already seen that episode… silly iTunes giving out the wrong episode!

Poor Stuart is still at work! He had to go in an hour early today, and then came home at four to change and headed back out. They’re doing inventory at the Mazda dealership. When they did it at Honda he was home a little after ten so I imagine he’ll be home soon.

Just after I woke up today I get a phone call from him… just checking in to see if I was downloading the new Stargate Atlantis episode. Hehe. He doesn’t phone from work often, but when he does it’s usually for a really random reason. He’s just so cute. And I got him addicted to Stargate Atlantis, which makes me happy. Except now Carson is gone… not sure how I’ll accept this new season yet.

So yesterday I thought I was doing pretty good. I didn’t feel sick, I had some energy (not a lot by about eight at night), and nothing hurt too much… just my back was stiff. Well Stuart gave me a back rub last night which helped with that stuff, but every touch felt like I was being beaten with a baseball bat. I just don’t understand it. Is it a nerve problem? Is it my skin? It’s just so weird.

For example, I’m sitting crosslegged right now. The spot on my left leg where the right leg crosses it HURTS. Feels like I have a three hundred pound steel bar resting on it. Like what the hell??? Lately I have been spending most of the day in my pajamas unless I’m going out or someone is coming over because my jeans and bra are painful to wear. I really, really hate this.

Sometimes I just want to curl up and cry because I feel so useless. I mean I can’t do anything it seems. I can’t leave the apartment without someone with me really. If I went for a walk alone I would end up exhausted and unable to get back. If I was driving alone and exhaustion hit… well that could have very bad outcomes. So I’m trapped here day after day with nothing except the internet and my iPod, and the continuous amount of dishes that pile up.

I’m really starting to hate this whole being sick thing. Besides Stuart no one really understands. My mom still thinks I should help her move, Amanda says I’m lazy for still being off work… I don’t know how much more I can really take.

The only good news I have is with all of this my moods still aren’t as bad as they were. Always nice when depression isn’t thrown into the mix as well!

Someone uploaded this new reality show called “Nashville” so I checked it out ’cause Jamey Johnson was mentioned. He wasn’t in the pilot episode (I don’t think he’s really in it much) but it was still a good show. It follows all these people as they try to become famous country singers and what not. My favourite is most definitely Chuck Wicks. He has this new song out called “Stealing Cinderella”. It’s not featured on the show, too recent I think, but I found it on YouTube and man is it ever something. I guess this means he’s been picked up by a label (the pilot had one label really interested in him) so that’s cool. I’m going to post the lyrics at the bottom of this post… but first I have some other things to share.

I caught a cold from Stuart’s son. No biggie, mostly a sore throat… but I have more energy. Seriously. Yesterday I had to be up at about ten because we had an apartment inspection, and I managed to do a full day. I went to bed around twelve last night and I wasn’t exhausted! Today I slept until about noon but I wasn’t groggy when I got up like I would usually be. It’s just really weird. I don’t know if it’s actually related but the timing is funny, and nothing else has happened to really change my energy levels. It’s so bizarre.

Last night we had to take Jeffrey to mom’s to get some stuff since mom moves at the end of the month. Well she started ranting ’cause she needs help moving and I said I can’t. She goes on to say it’s seventeen stairs up to the apartment and she needs help bringing the couches up! I stared at her and she went on to say I could at least help with the small stuff.

OK, the seventeen stairs will probably take everything out of me on a single trip and she expects me to go up and down? And there’s no point arguing with her ’cause she won’t hear it. Luckily Stuart just firmly stated, “She shouldn’t do anything except rest.” She still tried to argue the whole helping with small things but Stuart just stated, “She’ll be spending that day on the couch.” LOL.

He’s so protective. Mom finally agreed he was right too… thank God. I really couldn’t do it. And thank God Stuart is so understanding. I absolutely hate how I’m not able to really do anything but he never complains. Well he does, ’cause he says I don’t let him help me enough. If I’m exhausted but thirsty I get up and make my way to the kitchen for a drink… but I have to hold onto walls and what not to stay up. He keeps telling me to ask him to get me the drink or whatever but I hate that idea… sitting on the couch being all, “Stuart can you bring me this? That?” I mean he works hard every day he should be able to rest when he gets home.

His birthday is coming up on the 8th of October. Jeffrey and I are getting him something I know he’ll love so I’m getting excited. I think we may give him a birthday dinner and what not on the 4th since Jeff won’t be in for his birthday. Plus there’s a dinner planned at his parents the night of his birthday (which also happens to be Thanksgiving) so this way he can have one here too… with an Optimus Prime cake of course. LOL.

Stealing Cinderella
by Chuck Wicks

I came to see her dad
To sit down man to man
It wasn’t any secret
I’d be asking for her hand
I guess that’s why he left me waiting
In a living room by myself
With at least a dozen pictures of her
Sitting on a shelf

She was playing Cinderella
She was ridin’ her first bike
Bouncin’ on the bed
And lookin’ for a pillow fight
Runnin’ through the sprinklers
With a big popcicle grin
Dancin’ with her dad
Lookin’ up at him
In her eyes I’m Prince Charmin’
But to him I’m just some fella
Ridin’ in
Stealing Cinderella

I leaned in towards those pictures
To get a better look at one
When I heard a voice behind me say
Ain’t she somethin’ son
I said yes she’s quite a woman
And he just stared at me
And I realized that in his eyes
She would always be

She was playing Cinderella
She was ridin’ her first bike
Bouncin’ on the bed
And lookin’ for a pillow fight
Runnin’ through the sprinklers
With a big popcicle grin
Dancin’ with her dad
Lookin’ up at him
In her eyes I’m Prince Charmin’
But to him I’m just some fella
Ridin’ in
Stealing Cinderella

He slapped me on the shoulder
Then he called her in the room
When she put her arms around him
That’s when I could see it too

She was playing Cinderella
She was ridin’ her first bike
Bouncin’ on the bed
And lookin’ for a pillow fight
Runnin’ through the sprinklers
With a big popcicle grin
Dancin’ with her dad
Lookin’ up at him
If he gives me a hard time
I can’t blame the fella
I’m the one who’s stealing
Cinderella

Last night Stuart was, I guess, having a really restless night. He insisted on sleeping between the middle and MY edge of the bed, which is usually fine. He does that… wants to cuddle in his sleep. I think it’s adorable. But last night I went to roll over and he like flipped out at me. (Remember, he’s asleep.) He started swearing and stuff, it was weird. I tried to put my hand on him to calm him down and he smacked it away. Then anytime I bumped into him, which happened often since he was RIGHT THERE, he would hit away that… but he’s asleep so he’s not really coordinated. He grabbed my left arm at one point, and kneed me in the side at another.

Truth be known it probably wouldn’t have caused much damage, except all my pain is like times ten right now. I was in a lot of pain this morning. When I told him why he felt soooo bad too. *sigh* Tonight I think I’ll build a pillow fortress… hahaha. Seriously, not his fault but it did suck.

It is so nice to be able to update my iPod again. And now I can add themes and stuff. And I’m totally addicted to Cubis!!!!! But yeah, in the last day I’ve added the new Kenny Chesney and Reba cd’s, and every episode of Stargate Atlantis… and every episode of South Park. All ten seasons, seriously. That’s for Stuart.

I’m also converting the first season of Supernatural ’cause it seems like a good show, I just never had the opportunity to really get into it. I don’t know if I can accept the one guy as anyone besides Dean from the Gilmore Girls though. We’ll see.

My life seems so boring and pointless lately. I have nothing to do. I’m looking out the window right now… it’s such a beautiful day. The ocean looks relaxing, the temperature is good. I want nothing more than to go for a walk, but I can’t. I’ll get like a block, two if I’m lucky, down the road and be exhausted. Then I’ll have to turn around and climb all the stairs back up to the apartment. My body can’t do it. I HATE THAT!!! I want the muscle aches to go away, now. I don’t want to do this whole balancing crap. I want to go back to work, I want to be able to walk a good bit without feeling tired and sore, I want to sit at a computer for more than ten minutes without hurting. Hell, I want to be able to sleep beside Stuart on one of his restless nights and not end up sore and stiff!!!