Just another Iphone 4 post.

Hi my name is Jen and I am a shopaholic. I am also addicted to diet coke… but that’s a different post all-together. The reason for this post is not to tell you about my addictions but to tell you that I had been doing great at containing them in 2010. I don’t know if you remember a post I wrote at the beginning of the year telling you that the husband and I were going to save for bigger and better things (I would link to that post if I knew how… but I don’t… feel free to leave instructions in the comments if you want to help a girl out!). Anyway… I posted that we had big plans for 2010 (still hopeful!) and that we were keeping our dining and shopping to a minimum. I was soooo proud of us. We were ROCKING IT!

Then… we got hit with a pretty big wave. My job downsized, and although they were kind enough to keep me, they cut my salary in HALF and moved me to an office 40 minutes away from home. This has been a tremendous adjustment to our finances and to our emotional state. We made cuts (goodbye gym… hello neighborhood walking) and we have been counting every penny. We are rocking it…

Then… a certain company, who shall not be named but shares its name with a certain forbidden fruit, decided to RUIN MY LIFE. Ok… so it’s not really their fault… but why oh why do they have to be so freaking FANTASTIC at everything they do? Well this little company decided to come out with the KING of cell phones. The most amazing iphone ever created. There was talk of this little electronic machine being made out of helicopter glass, there was talk of faster than ever speeds, there was just A LOT OF TALK.

Sure enough, my husband (the APPLE of my eye) decided he NEEDED to have this technologic masterpiece. At first the rational person in me said NO! Then as he looked at me with the most adorable puppy eyes I could not resist and I smashed my piggy bank and allowed him to pre-order one of these beauties for himself. I’m so self-less I know… but don’t worry I had my motives… (DISHES FOR LIFE!!!) So, anyway, the husband is picking his helicopter glass sassyness tonight. I was strong. I was sure of myself. I knew I didn’t need one of these amazing gadgets (not until the white one came out anyway!). 

BUT THEN something happened. I relapsed. The shopaholic in me broke down. This morning at 7 am I decided to call the forbidden fruit store, you know… ”just to check.” Of course they had not forwarded their phones yet…. or probably were sick and tired of receiving phone calls and decided to let all calls go to voicemail. Either way… they didn’t want to talk to me. So it became a CHALLENGE. Now… I was upset. I called another electronic store that supposedly calls themselves the BEST at the things that people BUY and they didn’t answer me either. You think I was upset before? Now I was pretty ticked off. SO I did what any addict would do I called every SINGLE electronics store in my city. One specific place made fun of me. Another place was rude and so it continued…

I haven’t given up… I know I DON’T need it… heck I can’t even afford it… In fact, when I do find it I won’t even buy  it but it’s the fact that I can’t have it that is driving bonkers… So I think I’m going to do what every wife would do… I’m just gonna go ahead and steal my husband’s.

Until next time

Your friendly neighborhood SuperWife.

3 comments June 24, 2010

Gratitude.

This weekend was so low-key and yet so wonderful at the same time. We did a whole lotta’ nothing and it was fantastic.  The only day that had some action was yesterday because it was my friend’s daughter’s 5^th birthday and they had the most amazing “spa party” for her. It was a girl’s only event that blew my head off. The details, the pink-ness, the chandeliers, the fluffy robes and the pint-sized manicures, pedicures and facials were amazing! After that I went home to find a card and flowers from my husband, again! Now if you know my husband you know he is a kind soul. He is absolutely amazing in everything that he does. He has the biggest heart of anyone I know. He treats me like a princess and loves me unconditionally (he has his flaws; everyone does… but today is all about how wonderful he is!).

Last night I couldn’t sleep because I took medication a little late in the evening and it gave me a bit of insomnia and I couldn’t help it but count my blessings (hey! What can I say, some people count sheep, I count blessings!). As I was laying there listening to Shane snore (face it honey! You DO snore) I said a prayer of gratitude for everything that I do have.

I am grateful for:

• My husband. The definition of love. The most amazing soul I have ever met.
• My parents. Their unconditional and devoted love for me.
• My parents’ marriage. Through their ups and downs they have taught me how to be a better wife.
• My dogs. In times of difficulty they are always displaying their emotions with a simple wag of a tail.
• Shane’s job. Thanks to how hard he works we are able to survive. His job provides us with our health insurance which at this moment, we really need.
• My job. No matter how much I complain, I am thankful for having one. I am thankful for having the specific one that I have.
• Everyone’s health. Although we all have medical problems none of them are severe enough to have to worry about.
• My Superman’s smiles. I was reading a book last night and I happened to glance over at Shane and our eyes met and I couldn’t help but notice that he had the biggest, happiest smile and it made me smile… it also gave me the idea for this post.

There are a lot of other things I am grateful for (faith, hope, family, etc.) but those are the ones that stand out this early Monday morning. I am in such a great mood thanks to that smile last night, and I LOVE IT. Thank you Shane for making my life so amazingly beautiful. You are the bestest friend a person can hope for. I will forever be grateful for moments like last night and I am so grateful I can document them so that I will never forget.

What are you grateful for?

Until next time,

Your friendly neighborhood Superwife

1 comment May 24, 2010

Speechless. My husband left me speechless.

I just got this text from my husband. It’s so sweet he left me speechless… If you know me… You know that’s a difficult task!

Until next time…
Your friendly neighborhood SuperWife…

1 comment May 24, 2010

The Colossal Fight.

This morning my husband and I had a colossal fight. It was quite fun to watch actually… if you were an innocent bystander. The kind of fights where you need popcorn and candy-coated chocolates to watch. You see Mr. Superman and I have a bit of a problem. We are toxic towards each other… or at least that’s what I said to him in the midst of my wrath. I realized that what I just said made me sound like the biggest %#&$@ in the world… I can assure you that I am not. In fact, the hubby and I have an amazing relationship… we complement each other PERFECTLY in almost every aspect of our lives.

So aren’t you DYING to know what the fight was about? I just KNOW you are… J Well… we found for one of the only things that we ever fight about; our messiness/laziness. When I said that we were toxic for each other I meant just that. Shane gets home from a long day at work and I get home from my day and we “plop” in front of the TV and absolutely NO housework gets done. Now before you nominate us for the shows “clean house” or “hoarders” let me tell you that we do NOT need an intervention. Don’t worry, there are no creepy crawlers or anything that child-protective services would have to get involved in (no we don’t have a kid… but child protective services people are my biggest fear… what can I say, some people are scared of airplanes, I am petrified of CPS). Anyway, I digress, basically our house is CLEAN (I’ve blogged about this in the past) but it is MESSY.

Exhibit A: We just got back from Vegas. Well JUST is a bit of an understatement… we got back last Monday. Well guess what? The suitcases have YET to be unpacked. In fact, my cute, adorable husband (I LOVE YOU HONEY!) even said to me “Let’s just leave them like that for the NEXT trip.” Before you panic… in his defense, we are going out of town again in about two weeks BUT STILL!

Exhibit B: Our kitchen counter is FILLED with mail, magazines, advertisements, and useless paperwork. Shane is graceful enough to get the mail for me (we have to drive to the box) but I am grace-less (I know not a word!) enough to not do anything with it and just let it pile up.

Exhibit C: The shoe “situation.” We have a no-shoes-upstairs rule. This works out great because it keeps our carpets clean but you should SEE the bottom of my stairs (which by the way is right in the middle of my tiny living room!). It’s a shoe store!

I could probably continue BUT I know you don’t want to hear/read it. So after yelling, screaming, and kicking and wailing (Ha! Just kidding!) we came to the conclusion that we have to help each other out in the process! The shoes are not going to put themselves away. The mail is not going to shred itself. The suitcases are not going to unpack themselves and pack themselves back up for the next trip. We also figured out WHY we have been so unproductive. We (like many other Americans) watch TOO MUCH television. It’s our unwinding tool. It’s free so it helps us with our budget tremendously. We watch awesome shows like Discovery Channel’s LIFE so we actually learn something… BUT the time that we lose is irreplaceable. On a regular Monday or Wednesday if Shane gets home at 8 p.m. which is usually his average, we have just enough time to whip something up for dinner and then instead of taking an hour to clean up our messes we sit and watch tv. While that is understandable because we both have HIGH stress jobs it is completely detrimental to our beautiful home. So, starting TODAY we have decided to take a different approach.

Our new approach is as follows: When we get home from work we will both, together, do whatever it takes to keep the house at its best. Livable, but not messy. We will, together, check the mail, do the dishes, clean up our shoes, and “tidy up.” If we are not done by 9:30 then we won’t stop until we are done. If it’s time to go to bed and no TV gets watched, then no TV gets watched. We need to make our home balanced and have it demonstrate the harmony that we HAVE as a couple. Plus, we don’t have an excuse, it’s just the two of us… if we can’t get our act together now, how on earth will we handle a child and the million different “accessories” that come along with them (think high chair, playpen, etc).

In case you are wondering what caused the colossal fight I will tell you… we had a visitor at 7:34 this morning. An odd time to visit but it just goes to show that no matter the time of day, ANYONE can show up for a quick visit… and your house should not be an embarrassment. It should be a welcoming place for anyone to WANT to come visit. (I ended up opening the door, against my will, and explaining over and over to my wonderful friend that “this is NOT how we usually live”, that “we DO have closets,” that “we JUST got back in town and our mail had piled up,” etc.).

I love you honey, I know you get a kick out of me sharing our dirty laundry with the world… but think of it this way… no one really reads this blog after all!

Until next time…

Your friendly neighborhood SuperWife.

1 comment May 22, 2010

We’ve LOST it. We May Need an Intervention…

Yup. We’ve lost it. I haven’t blogged in days because we’ve lost it.

Let me tell you what’s new in our crazy super life. The hubs and I have decided to clean ourselves. Odd? Yup. We are odd. Before you call reinforcements let me tell you a little bit about what we are doing… After you hear our story you may call your friends for an intervention.

This week on Monday we started doing a cleanse. No, not the type with funny hoses and pumping (ugh, I just grossed myself out… NOT THAT THERE IS ANYTHING WRONG WITH THOSE!!! <~~~ must be politically correct at all times!). Our cleanse is totally food related. You see ever since the beginning of the year, Superman and I have decided that we want to do everything and anything in our power to be healthy. Last week I was sitting at lunch with my wonderful girls (my co-workers are pretty fabulous, I’m a lucky girl) and we were talking about things to do that would “kick it up a notch” (By it, I meant the getting healthier thing). We talked about fad diets, quick weight loss things, stuff to de-bloat you but I wasn’t into any of it. I mean after all the hubs doesn’t need to lose weight (he’s handsome!) and I am all about getting HEALTHY not skinny.

Later that day I came across the recipe for cabbage soup online. I read it and saw a little lightbulb on the side of my head… this particular regimen made somewhat sense… so I talked it over with my amazingly fit and handsome husband (I must be delusional from the lack of chocolate in my brain) and we decided that we would “match it to our needs” (those are his words… I clearly don’t know what our needs are!).

We are on day four (feels like day 364) and let me tell you we are still alive (if this is my last post… ever… THANK YOU FOR READING…). Disclaimer: We consulted with our doctor and I will not be posting the exact details of what we did because we ARE NOT doctors and you should NOT do what this post says as it is NOT complete. Day one consisted of fruits and veggie soup. When we made it we tried to follow the recipe that we found online and we didn’t really like how the soup turned out. It was pasty (is that a word? It was too much of a “paste”) and one of the ingredients gave it a bit of a sour taste… But we did it. We started it on monday and we survived (we were young… and wild…. on monday… try feeding me that soup today, on day four and I’ll bathe you IN it!). At work I pretended to like it and acted all brave. I kept texting the hubby to see if he was making it through the day… he was.

Before I continue I have to tell you that WE ARE NOT FRUIT EATERS. I am NOT a vegetable eater either. In fact my diet consists of more fruits than veggies… and I usually have ZERO fruits a day. This has been the biggest challenge of MY LIFE.

Day two consisted of ONLY veggies and the soup. On day two we were allowed to have a starch in the evening. A very specific starch. Not whatever I wanted… It had to be the one starch that the boss of this cleanse said. Lucky for me, I liked that starch. Gosh I looked forward to dinner like it was my last meal. I looked forward to it like I had not eaten in 2 years… But we made it through. That starch filled with goodness… made my day.

Day three was fruits and veggies and the soup. Let me tell you by Wednesday I was ready to clean my car with THIS SOUP, instead of drinking it. We had made a second batch on Tuesday night and once again we tweaked it. This soup was better… BUT oh so BORING. I needed a big juicy burger with a certain SECRET sauce. Needless to say my poor husband had a very difficult time at work… They ordered pizza… for EVERYONE! He pulled through… and ate soup (I’m pretty sure he hated me throughout the entire process… spoonful by spoonful…)

Day four was today… I’M JUST ABOUT DONE. It was the birthdays of the month at my job and there was all sorts of GOODIES… but I stayed strong… Today was the funniest day, and I think that the humor of the situation was what let me make it through the day. My doctor says there is some chemical reaction to my body and that is why this cleanse was designed this way… You ready to know what I ate all day? BANANAS. That’s all. Bananas for breakfast, lunch, and dinner (but we ran out so only b-fast and lunch… OH how I wished I had a banana right now…). We also had to eat soup today… I’m about to have mine… I’m in DENIAL.

Tomorrow is MEAT DAY. It’s the fifth day. We are once again tweaking it, as we are choosing to not eat meat on good friday… So we are having veggie burgers. I CANNOT WAIT. The sixth day consists of meat and veggies and the last day consists of veggies and brown rice. That last day is on Sunday… ALMOST THERE!

So….. Here I am… CURSING the day we started this… but with a goal in mind. Thinking positively… and anxiously waiting our final outcome (not weight loss… one day, when I come to terms with it myself I will share).

We may need an intervention… I may or may not chew on my husband in the middle of the night for some additional protein… our marriage may not survive my wrath… but I am hanging in there… because I REFUSE to let IT win (by IT, I mean the SOUP of course!). Jen 4  (days) vs. Soup 0 (defeated!)… and don’t you dare twist it and say that the soup won… because I may just bite YOUR head off out of HUNGER… (Just kidding… Just kidding…).

Until next time…

Your friendly neighborhood SuperWife.

Add a comment April 1, 2010

Controversial post? Nah… Just some thoughts…

S and I have been married for nearly three years. We have been together for almost 6 official years and friends for a bit longer than that. In our relationship we are happy and we both still feel like newlyweds. We laugh together, we look forward to being together, we play together. We also work really hard at what we have (some of us more than others…j/k babe!).

On a daily basis I am reminded that I am married, and I love that. You know what I don’t love? People asking questions. It’s amazing how social we are as individuals. It’s amazing how nosey we are. Someone gets engaged and we want to know how the other person proposed, how many Karats the ring has, and how soon the wedding is. Someone is single for a long time and we ask them how come they haven’t settled down yet. Someone gets a promotion and we want to know how much money that person is going to make and what the benefits of that promotion is… and then there’s the million dollar question… or as I like to call it the “oh no you didn’t” question.

Almost on a daily basis S and I get asked the following:

“When are you having kids?”

“How many kids are you having?”

“Don’t you want kids?”

If we are not asked this then we are LEFT OUT of things because we DO NOT have kids. More often than the above questions we get the following:

“Oh you just don’t know because you don’t have your own.”

“Wait until you are parents and then we’ll talk.”

“If you had kids you wouldn’t think that way” <~~ this one could be about LETTUCE, WORKOUTS, OR CHOCOLATE… it fits into ANYTHING that parents want to criticize about you.

Now don’t get me wrong… these questions (and statements) don’t always come from the same people… so we don’t go bonkers and lash out… after all… the new innocent “interviewer” doesn’t know we’ve been down THAT path before. What is fascinating about all of this is the similarities that we have as human beings. If someone is pregnant we want to know when they are due, what they are having and the name of the baby. I find myself asking these things the minute I know someone is “baking a bun…” and then I kick myself. If I hate it so much when people do the above mentioned to me… then why do I do it to others???

So… if you are one of those people who ask a million questions (like me…) pause the next time your curiosity comes knocking. Think about WHO you are talking too… think about what that person’s story is… Some questions… and most importantly some statements can be hurtful… and remember that people will share when they want to… not when you ask them… (Oh! and another thing… you can always find out what your curiosity wants to know… remember it’s not the question you ask, it’s the way you ask it. S and I don’t usually mind answering ANYTHING, if we know the intention is a good one)

* Just because someone is not married it doesn’t mean they can’t give great relationship advice.

* Just because someone doesn’t have the director position it doesn’t mean that they are not geniuses at work.

*Just because someone doesn’t have a baby it doesn’t mean that they don’t have the knowledge it would take to raise one.

* Just because someone appears to have book smarts doesn’t mean that they don’t also have street smarts and vice-versa.

So it took a whole lotta words to say this… being on the other side of the questions/statements sometimes sucks… but it has taught me to be compassionate, to be thoughtful, to be loving and to care about what is behind “the wall” that so many of us build to protect ourselves on a daily basis. It has also taught me that sometimes we have to censor, or filter our thoughts… for the benefit of humanity.

So for now S and I are NOT directors, we are NOT millionaires, we are NOT parents… I could go on and on… because there are many things we are NOT… but one thing I can say we ARE is newlyweds.

We will be newlyweds until the day we die (with kids or without, with fancy positions or without, with money or without) because if there is one thing we HAVE for sure is… EACH OTHER.

Have you ever been on either side of what I just mentioned above? Do difficult questions bother you? Or is it more the way the question is asked ?(this is our case).

Until next time…

Your friendly neighborhood SuperWife.

3 comments February 18, 2010

A whole lotta’ LOVE.

Howdy!

It’s been quite a while since I’ve written an actual “word” post. We’ve been super busy living a SUPER life. I have to say no complaints on this side of town. Everyday I thank God more and more for everything that He has given my little family. Today more than EVER.

Valentine’s day started out with a bang. My amazing husband made me heart-shaped pancakes…

and a heart-shaped omelette…

We had a yummy, quiet breakfast alone. We laughed, we joked, we enjoyed our day and we talked about how thankful we were for having each other on this special day.

After breakfast my Super Hubby gave me my presents. As you all know we have been saving money this year, and we are doing very good… so we kept our presents to a minimum… BUT  a girl can ALWAYS receive flowers and balloons RIGHT?

I also got MAJOR bling.

Ok… so maybe my “bling” came on top of a cupcake on a box of 6 for $3.99 but STILL! It’s a ring… and its pretty big…

The rest of the day went by so smoothly. We watched shows on our DVR, I uploaded photos onto our computer, we did some remodeling (maybe more like moving furniture from one room to another but still!) and then we had yummy pizza for dinner… All while admiring all of the Valentine’s Day Fabulosity going on in our household.

The balloons were definetly my favorite part of the day.

Overall the day was amazing. All the hearts, all the love. My favorite day turned out to be fantastic.

But… I must say not EVERYTHING was picture perfect.

That hot mess you see above… was my husband’s omelette. Poor thing was so concentrated in making my day special that his food was a complete disaster.

Thank you hubs for making today unforgettable.

I hope you all had an AMAZING day.

Until next time…

Your friendly neighborhood SuperWife.

Add a comment February 15, 2010

Tuesday with The Supers.

Lately I have been blogging from my iPhone… NOT FAIR I know… specially since I am doing Project 365, and the quality of the pictures is not the best. My most sincere apologies but I can honestly say I have been extremely BUSY! I’ve been doing TONS of hanging out with the husband, with the god-children, with the parents… it’s been pretty much amazing!

Take today for example… I LOVE Tuesdays, I also love Thursdays and Fridays and Saturdays and Sundays… poor Monday and Wednesday, they must feel left out. But Tuesdays and Thursdays are special to me. You see my hubby works LOOOOOONGGG hours, 6 days a week, but every Tuesday and every Thursday he gets out of work at 3 p.m. (this sounds great, but you can imagine how brutal the rest of the days are!). I love these days so much that I look forward to them almost as much as I look forward to the weekend. It’s great because out of the busy work week I get two days where I spend a lot of time with my favorite person!

So today I had a ROUGH day at work… when I say ROUGH I mean it. There was a lot of internal battles within myself and professionally I am getting to know myself more and more each day. I tried to remain positive and smile as much as possible, but I was DYING to get home to my baby. Today more than ever the text messages were not enough, the 30 second calls left me wanting more… yet made me feel comforted all at the same time!

Amazingly enough the day went by quite quickly and I got to go home to my prince charming. He was waiting for me with a smile on his face, as usual. Although the difficulties of my day, or week, for that matter are not gone, just having his positive energy around me was enough to make me feel better. He is not just my husband, he is the best support system, a best friend in a muscular body.

After I got over his cuteness (I can never get over it, but you know what I mean…) we went over to Ikea to return one of the shelves that we bought last week. It turns out that we got two and really just needed one. It was easy peasy to get that done which made things better. We were supposed to meet with friends for some shopping (they were shopping we were emotional support) but they were running late and after waiting for them at a bookstore for about two hours we decided that our tummies desperately NEEDED food and went home. We are saving money so eating out on a Tuesday was unnecessary.

Today was a testament of what I have come to realize over and over again since I married this man. No matter how dark your day is, the sun is always shining somewhere. My sun just happens to be a tight-wearing, cape holding, muscle building, superhero… ok, ok, so maybe he doesn’t wear a cape, and wouldn’t wear tights even if I paid him a million bucks, but he is definitely muscular… and more than that… he sure is a SUPERhero.

Until next time…

Your friendly neighborhood SuperWife.

Add a comment February 2, 2010

Goose Down…

Today’s post is all about my newest acquisition… a goose down comforter. Now I HAVE NO IDEA WHY IT IS CALLED GOOSE DOWN… I can GUARANTEE YOU that there are no Gooses (I KNOW I KNOW IT’S Geese!) in my comforter. I keep telling people I got a down comforter and they keep correcting me saying that I have a goose down comforter… and hey I’m all about keeping the peace so if they want to think there are geese in there… well let them think there are… and by them I DON’T mean the voices in my head… those tend to agree with me.

So back to the important thing… I got a goose comforter… wait… I got a down comforter… wait… well YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN and if you don’t of my goodness you have no idea what you are MISSING. Stop everything you are doing RIGHT NOW and run yourself over to whatever store sells this things and get yourself one… actually get two or three… because once the word gets out… these things will go extinct.

I bet you are thinking I’m crazy… well let me tell you, I’m not. I’m just a Florida girl with a husband who has the mentality of an Eskimo. He sets our a/c to 59 at night… even in the winter… so he deserves to have to sleep with a level 4 down comforter. Ok… so if you know anything about down comforters you know that a level 4 is SUPER warm and incredibly expensive. Like first born expensive… well NOT FOR ME! I got my level 4 FAKE goose down comforter with the same yummy fluffyness as the fancy ones at Ikea for $29.99. Have I told you about my love for Ikea?

I wish this blog thing was 3D or 4D or tactile… because you would not leave my bed… which may not be a great thing… because with a consistent 82 of you reading daily and over 900 of you who have visited my site in the last month… well that may be a bit… um… how do I say this… GERMY. But let’s say I bathe all of you in antibacterial liquid and I do let you come on over and reach your pretty little arm through my computer and let you touch my down comforter… I guarantee you that you will not want to leave and that you will forever find reasons to come visit me… (I take bribes in the form of chocolate if you DO want to cop a feel at my comforter!).

So now I leave you with my wild, unruly, unmade bed. My amazingly comfortable and warm and goosey bed. Really… it just doesn’t get any BETTER than this…

Well actually… IT DOES…

THIS is as good as it gets! He’s installing DVD racks for me… and I get to sit here and watch… IN my goosey bed.

I totally have to go now…

Until next time…

Your friendly neighborhood SuperWife.

Add a comment January 25, 2010

Today was a difficult day…

Let me go back to saying that back in December I went to the Doctor for a routine check up. I had one minor complaint/symptom but I didn’t think anything of it. Today I received a letter from my doctor that said the following: “The results of your test require follow-up, please call us for an appointment” and THEN my world ended. Here I am 25 years old and with a letter like this one!

The above picture is a very BRIGHT orange sticker that is the first thing you see when you open the letter. Apparently my test did not result in a dire emergency because I am supposed to go back in a few months… BUT SERIOUSLY?

I chose this picture because it was the theme of today. I was worried, I was anxious, I was petrified. Then I came to terms with myself and I came to terms with my letter. After all it didn’t say that something was horribly wrong… but you  see I have a problem… I DONT EVER GET SICK. I’m supposed to TAKE CARE of people. I take care of my husband, my parents, my patients, etc. If I do go back in (yeah right I AM NOT WAITING THAT LONG!) 3 months and something IS wrong… then what am I supposed to do? How does this put a damper in my 2010 plans?

SO… I was driving home today I thought about the possibilities. I thought about the fact that I am 25 years old. I thought about the fact that I am relatively healthy, the fact that I don’t drink and that I have NEVER done any type of drugs. I thought about the fact that I run away from second-hand smoke. I live a safe life… BUT A VERY HAPPY LIFE. I thought about my faith and I thought about how things are going to be OK… and then just for reassurance… I told my husband (who NEVER WORRIES!) about it… and he told me I had NOTHING to worry about!

I know it’s not fair to talk about this and not tell you what test it was… but… I have to keep that privately… it’s a VERY private test… BUT I can say that I am actually not afraid. If I DO have to wait the 3 months I will wait patiently. I will continue living my wonderful life. I will continue being healthy and just hope and pray that when I do go back… well… I pray that everything will be ok… actually… I KNOW that everything WILL BE OK.

Thanks for listening and if you are the praying kind… send some good thoughts my way.

Until next time…

Your friendly neighborhood SuperWife.

4 comments January 18, 2010