Busy Busy Busy

SO things have been totally crazy busy, but not horrible. I'm interested to see how Christmas goes as a married woman. It'll be fun and different...neither one of those things bad in any way!

Business is running.
Baby is getting closer and closer.
Life: continues.

I keep forgeting...

I'll have all these ideas to post and then I just don't think about writing. It's the pregnancy brain. I swear!!

Thanksgiving was great. It was a KY Thanksgiving in Cleveland...thus being because it was 60 degrees up there! I'm not complaining one bit...especially since my coat doesn't button around my belly anymore.

Amber has posted a few more pictures the past couple days from the wedding. I can't wait until they are all totally done!!

One of the trees is up and decorated. I hope to get the other one up and done today or tomorrow. Should be good stuff!!

Other than that, we've slowed down a bit which is nice. I'm ready to slow down some...the dr. is ready for me to slow down as well.

I know it's choppy, but that's how my brain works these days...

My babymomma update

Well, Friday we went back to the dr. to find out what they think in regards to "the stitch" and the health of the baby and me...


I was released from bedrest!!! YAY!!! To do only the things I was doing before. (because I suck at bedrest) So I'm allowed to be up and moving...no heavy lifting or strechting or housework. I was also told in case of snow that I was not allowed to shovel the sidewalk. So I looked at the dr. and said, "Oh, comeon now! You're breaking my heart." That's when D piped up and said, "no really, you are breaking mine..."

This means we will be heading up to Cleveland for Thanksgiving on the farm with D's family. It should be fun. I'm looking forward to the mini-vacation.

So cool....

Despite the horrible hospital stay and the being sick all first tri-mester there is one thing that always remains SOOOO cool and I never get tired of it...

The kicks.

Feeling the little one kick.
Just laying there on my back.
Not doing anything.
*Kick.*
SO cool.

Hospitals are NO fun!!

Wednesday afternoon D and I headed to the hospital for a normal ultrasound....so we expected. After the scan, the dr. wanted to look a little closer and do a second, different type of scan. He did and found that I needed a procedure called a cerclage...and it had to happen right away to prevent an early delivery...like way early as I'm 21 weeks today.

So we were admitted Wed. afternoon and I had my surgery Thursday morning. Not a fun surgery either. Recovery from it pretty much sucks. But they finally let me go yesterday moring since there were no more contractions and healing was going in the right direction.

Baby is great...and was fine throughout the whole thing. Now, I'm good too. I have to slow down, which is going ot be difficult, but I can handle it for a few months...I guess, if I have to.

Why I haven't posted...

There have been several times in the past few days that I have thought to myself to post. However, they've usually been when I was angry or upset at something small and piddly. Why make an angry post....a lot? not worth it to me. The other reason I've not posted is just being so darn busy. Between work, being a domestic Goddess, and spending time with D and family, we've just been non-stop.

One thing that has struck me as peculiar latly though is this: I got a comment the other day on one of my entries. The person said that I didn't know them, but that they had recently found my blog. There was a couple other things mentioned, and I thanked them but that wasn't it. The thing that struck me was the word recently. That is a vauge word. Very vauge in this case. The reason I say that is because I have a tracker on my blog. Not only does it tell me how many visitors, but it gives me the IP address, the location, the entry page, the exit page, number of viewings, etc. I checked the time of the comment versus the tracker. The IP address that has come up, has followed me for months. In fact, I mentioned the user a few months back in a blog. So I guess the word brought up a couple questions to my mind: How recent is recent? and Why is this person trying to be anonymous??

Cleaning Lady anyone??

So March really isn't all that far away.....and I've got a TON to do between now and then. The house isn't total caos, but at the same time, I feel like I never catch up on the things that need to be done. There's always something else to finish....AHHHH

By the way....we have an Air Hockey Table that has to go bye bye....anyone want to purchase it?

WOW!!! What a great time!!!

Well, we're home. The wedding was AMAZING!!! Yes, I was more than stressed out Friday morning, but Friday night went off without a hitch. You know they say that every wedding has that one things that goes wrong...the only thing that I can even think of is that the pastor announced us as Mr. and Mrs. Dan and Katy instead of Mr. and Mrs. Daniel. Oh well. Obviously not major.

The pictures that I have seen are OMG amazing. I've not seen a whole lot. Check out Amber's blog to see some. Hopefully she'll have them done realativly soon. Rob and Amber were a blast to have as photographers!! I'm telling yall....it's WELL worth having them to do your photos for your wedding...or sr. pictures....or family shots...what have you!!

Disney was wonderful!!! We had such a great time that we are already planning on going back next year. We'll probably head back about the same time of year with his family. Should be a GREAT time.

We're both back to work full force. Some of the guys gave him a hard time at work yesterday. One guy went as far as to say, "Dan if you wanted your balls chopped off we would have done it here for you...you didn't have to go out and get married." However this came from a guy who swore he'd never get married again and then comes back after a long weekend where he had run off to Gatlinburg and got married... Most of the guys were happy for him.

There's one other piece of news that we are excited for!!! March 18, 2007 is the due date for our "Peanut." We are so stinkin' excited, but have a lot to get done. We need to get ourselves and the house organized and baby safe as well as turn the "catch all"/game room into a nursery. There's just not enough hours in the day!

This is it....

I've been slacking on posting due to the craziness that goes on the two weeks prior to a wedding. Trust me it's craziness. My theme these past two weeks, "we should have eloped. It would have been cheaper and less stress."

We're leaving tonight, yeah tonight for Cincinnati. I can't believe it's finally here....and I'm not one of those who took forever to plan her wedding. I can only imagine what that's like. I'm amazed at the number of 'yes's' we've gotten back. 187. That's crazy to me. That defies the odds for the number of guests invited versus the number that actually shows up. It just blows it out of the water. Makes you feel special really.

The next time I post I'll be a married woman with a new last name. The girl in me has been practicing writing my new name. Yeah, I'm a dork. I know. It's exciting. Finally, after all the heartache, the losers, the rebounds, the dead ends I'm marrying the man I'm supposed to be with for the rest of my life. In a way though it sounds kind of scary. I mean look at it. At 23 I've picked out the man I'm going to spend the REST of my life with. It's a lot less scary now then it was at 19.

This will be my last post until we return on the 21st from our honeymoon. Both of us can't wait for a vacation. It's been along time coming.

P.S. In the end of the story with Linda. I called her Thursday and her ass of a husband had told her that I called and said I was too busy to come over and that I'd call her when I wasn't busy anymore. She said, "well I'll just call her real quick before we leave." He replies, "no, she's really busy." He then rushes her out of the house. He purposfully left her phone at their house so I couldn't call her. When they got home, he carried her daughter in the house, grabbed her phone and headed back out to the car. Linda was searching the entire house for it. While he was outside, he deleted my missed calls and voicemails to her. When he came back in, he magically knew where the phone was and when she looked....there was nothing.

No highlights, lowlights or cut.

Saturday was going to be great. Dan and I headed up to Cincinnati for the day to finalize some music choices as well as get my hair colored, cut and practiced for the wedding. Mom was coming over to Linda's as well to get hers done.

On our way up, mom called to check on a couple quick things since she was at work and was planning on meeting us. No sooner had I hung up, my phone rings again. I see it's Linda's number. I'm definatly excited to answer....I mean comeon, we've been friends since we were 11. No one else has been through as much crap with either one of us. It was her husband*. First thought in my head, "why is he calling me?"

*Ryan and I have NEVER seen eye to eye. In fact,the first time I met him, afterwards I told her no way. Now, they've been married just over a year.

Anyhow, he starts asking if I can change times because she didn't even tell him until that morning that we were coming over. I explained to him that I couldn't for several reasons: I don't just live around the corner anymore, and there is only a small window of time when my mom can be there since she has to work and had plans that evening. Apparently he had something planned and supposedly put a lot of money into it, but didn't tell her even to block the time off for the day. I told him that I had double checked with her and she said that it was no problem, nothing was going on. That's when he got pissed.

The next thing I know, he's using every 4-letter word in the book. Telling me that I use her and that the only time I call her was when I needed my hair done. He then goes, "the past 3 times you've come to see her it's been to get your hair done." I reminded him that we had plans more than once to go out, but they backed out because of something HE had going on. He went on yelling at me while I'm trying to drive on the highway, in the rain. He then says to me, "You know what, I'm going to take her out anyway and you can wait your fat @ss in my driveway until I bring her home." Finally I asked to speak with her. His response, "She's in the shower. What do you want me to do? Go in and make her get out? You can talk to her when she's done." So I replied, "fine." and hung up.

About 10 minutes later, I called back, both her cell and home phone. No answer. Left messages. I tried to call periodically throughout the rest of the morning and into the afternoon. We didn't hurry to leave from the music so they could have more time. We got to their house shortly before 2 (an hour later than scheduled) No one was home. I had told mom what was going on in the process. She met Dan and I over there. I'm, of course, in tears, Dan wasn't really sure how to react, so he stayed pretty quiet. I tried calling her cell again. I know how he is...he wouldn't let her answer the phone.

Mom and I had to make a decision. We have appointments now for the day of my wedding with girls she knows....girls who have never touched my hair before. No coloring, just up-dos.

As far as Linda goes, I hope this isn't the end of such a long friendship of two girls who grew into women together. However, he is not permitted at my wedding. I am not comfortable even being in the same building as him. Should he decide he wants to attend, I know my brother well enough to know that he will ask Ryan to leave.

Ryan is in the army. Served in Iraq, yet comes home and treats his wife's best friend like a dog. He gets no respect from me, mom or Dan whatsoever.

This one is for you Amby!

So like every bride-to-be as the wedding gets closer, I've been having these dreams about everything going wrong. The one I had last night....the photographers. Last night when I woke up in a cold sweat, I didn't think it was funny....it's a bit humorous to me today as I didn't just pick Joe Shmo to be my photographer....I picked an amazing woman and friend!

So here it goes: The wedding must have been over when they got there. They were sitting in the church lobby in the chairs (we have these tealish/green arm chairs there). I was already out of my dress... my hair was till up due to the HUMONGOUS amount of hairspray in it. I don't remember my veil being in, but the head piece was. I was wearing one of Dan's t-shirts and my favorite pair of "laying around" pants. Yup...you know the ones you'd never go out in public wearing. I was quite the site. Since my hair was done and my flowers for whatever reason had been left at the church, Amby and RG decided that it was more than appropriate to go ahead and do some photos. So there I stood, looking like I was, crying and they were snapping away.
*That would be when I woke up in a cold sweat.

In other news. I was on my way to run some errands yesterday. I'm passing the construction of the house behind us; weaving in and out of the trucks as they don't seem to care that they are blocking all the traffic. It was nice so I have my windows rolled down. I finally get pass the trucks...that's when I heard it. *thump thump thump* I just said to myself, "No, not today. Please not today. Not this early. Dan's nowhere near getting off work." Yup, I had a flat tire. So I turn it around and come home. Call Dan....he's on his way. I thought I'd get things started, especially since he asked if anything was in the tire and I couldn't tell. So I've just pulled the tire off when he gets home. He wasn't too happy that I was working on it....especially at this point in time. Found a roofing nail in the tire. So we are now the proud owners of 2 new rear tires on my car....I love to spend money becasue other people are careless...

Busy, busy and a little bit more busy...

We're getting to the countdown stages of "days 'til the wedding." October 13 will be here before we know it. Between work and finishing up loose ends for the wedding, I have been one crazy busy girl.

Lots has happened since I last posted. Got to see Amby and RG this past weekend!!! That was so much fun. Made some finalizing phonecalls....those were expensive. Spent some time in Cincinnati making table centerpieces. Decided that we are totally changing how we are going to alter my dress...it's cheaper, easier and quicker that way.

This weekend it's the last cut and color before the wedding....Taking my headpiece and veil up to Linda so she can play and we can halfway decide what we are going to do that lovely day.

Working a lot last week and this week...I hope to carry that all the way up to the wedding...crazy?? maybe a little :)

Other than that....it's eat, sleep and potty...that's about all there is time for!

I know where I was....do you?

Five years ago today, I was in my dorm room of Palmer Hall getting ready to go to the most dreaded class ever...Honors Rhetoric. Jamie came flying through the door and said a plane hit the WTC. I thought she was joking.
Still though, I flew to my class as her charade was going to make me late.
When I got to the Case Annex, the honors lounge was packed. That was unusual.
On a typical day, there may have been 3 people at most in there. There was a tv that had been pulled in. Everyone staring at the screen not saying a word.
I watched as the second plane hit.
Then we heard it....."This is not important enough to miss class. We are still having Rhetoric."
I couldn't belive what I was hearing. Especially, as we were learning about the plane crash into the pentagon.
I went to class.....pissed. Pissed like I had never been before. I couldn't belive they thought this wasn't important enough to cancel class.
Then it hit me.
My uncle works in the WTC.
I didn't know what to think or do...I couldn't sit in class and cry. I was struggling in the class anyway, so I couldn't leave.
So I sat there....not paying attention, not doing anything, just being. I'm pretty sure most of my other classes were cancelled that day. You didn't really know until you got to the class.
Then it came time for Honors Seminar with Dr. Dave.
He said, "Stay if you want, leave if you want. It's obvious that we're not going to talk about what the syllabus says we will today. If you want to talk about this morning's events and can handle it, stay. If not, I understand and I'll see you next week."
I stayed, as did the majority of us. I don't really remember what all was discussed. I just remember being there...
talking.
venting.
listening.
As the day wore on, I was shocked that we weren't closed....especially since we were right by the army depot.
I recall phoning everyone in my family. Or at least getting ahold of them on messenger.
I'll neer forget that day.
How I felt as a lowly college freshman on a day that would change my life.....
forever.

Alcohol

My views on the subject at hand have definatly come full circle.

Growing up we had just about any alcohol at hand. I knew right where it was; the kegerator in the garage and the hard stuff underneath the island in the kitchen. Did I touch it?? Hell no. Did I even consider it??? not once.

I'm not going to lie, I still to this day belive that if you are old enough to die for your country then you are old enough to drink a beer. Unfortunatly, Americans are dumb and can't handle some freedoms.

With that belief, Not once did I drink in high school, after turning 18 and after the beginning of the first hell I went though called my parents divorce. Maybe it's because I was one of the handful of honest peer counselors who respected the contract I had signed. Didn't even have a drink of real champagne at a wedding the summer in between my jr. and sr. year due to that contract.

Then there was college. I was the DD....until I started dating a cop. It all went downhill from there. Headline reads, "Cop buys drinks for underaged fiance." I used to rag him about how ironic it was. His reply, "If you are in your own house and not planning on going anywhere, it's okay." Drank a few times...like a champion. Started drinking with some girlfriends...like a champion. Sneaked alcohol into the dorm...like a champion. Then there was the break up...didn't eat for several days going into weeks let alone drink anything.

So we move on, I'm over legal age now. I start going to the bars with intention to have a couple and hang out/dance with some friends. Then I celebrate other people's 21st. BAD idea. Mine sucked as they always find out from someone other than me, and you'd think it's mine. Beyond a drunken stouper in Columbus I puke for the first time from alcohol.....in my cousin's bed. Woke up the next morning with NO hangover. This is great I'm thinking.....except the throwing up part.

The next summer I start going to the bar with my mom. Who does that?? I do. The friends there become my friends. After a conversation one night a friend tells me how she tried to do Tracy Byrd's "Ten Rounds with Jose Cuervo" made it to 8 and puked her guts out right then and there. I told her I'd take her on....and I did. After number 10 I was still dancing, in my heels. Slammed a couple White Castle sliders on the way home and went to bed.

Here I am, 23 years old, getting married in 6 weeks and I rarely touch the stuff. Probably because I'm marrying a man who never has touched it. I don't care about having another drink. My choice.

Why bring this up??? Facebook has done it again and made me think. Yes, I have pictures of me with the headshot that I did. One Time. However, I see the pictures of people, even former peer couselors, proudly proclaiming and showing off their drinks. It's not that it bothers me they drink. I prolly still would if I weren't in my current circumstances. (and yes I have had a beer or two in front of Dan, just not as regular as I used to) I guess I'm just a lot more cautious about proudly announcing things where my employers could be looking. It also shocks me to see what people do, yes even on their own time, given different professions they may be holding. I guess if there's one thing I learned while I was in teaching school it was C.Y.A.

Insomnia.....

There is nothing I hate more than on a day that's going to be UBER busy to not be able to sleep. Here it is 3am (I've already been up for an hour) and I"m wide awake. I can't be like this now!!! On top of it, I think it may have finally stopped, but my wonderful man sounded like a freight train in bed next to me.
We're going to Bristol today for the race tonight. Yup, that's right, I'm once again trying something new. I have mixed feelings about going to Bristol, not because of the race or anything, but because of the past. I'm sure nothing will happen. He's no fan of NASCAR, not to mention the fact that when I just read his blog it stated he's headed to see his mom today. So that's good. It'll still bring back memories though. I just hope I'm able to make new, great, long-lasting memories with D today.

As far as that guy I posted about yesterday. Well, I got a message from him in reply to mine. The exchange looked something like this:
(me)Obviously you have some great hatred towards me for some unknown reason. That's really sad. I've never done anything to deserve such treatment...or at least it's never been brought to my knowledge.
I'm not going to appologize for something I didn't do. I'm also not going to appologize for congratulating you. I truly am happy for you. I hope everything works out for the best and you and your soon-to-be wife have a wonderful life together.
(him) thank u. same to u. :)
What the hell kind of shit is that?! Oh well...Proves once more that guys SUCK at comminication.

Finally, as we were getting ready for bed last night we received some very disturbing phone calls. My SIL had a nasty divorce from a man who there's just not time to get into all of that. Anyhow, he signed over all the rights to my nephew and everything when he left her (my nephew was 10 weeks old). When D first got the house last Oct., my SIL lived with him until she got her last apt. We have an unlisted phone number. Well the phone rang 3 times within half an hour and the caller said, "Is_____ there?" Both of us told him there was no one here by the name. Not a lie by any means. Part of the problem too though is that he knows D is here by his voice....especially since D lived with them for about a year when they were married. It's still creepy though as to how he was able to get our number. So not only am I up now thinking about it, I went to sleep thinking about it. My only fear (and they all beleive he'd never come to this area) is that I'm home one day when D and I have kids; D's at work and he shows up. He was out of the picture before I came into it. I have no idea what he looks like. My thing is, I can only be so nice for so long. I'll take a lot of crap, but once I snap...look out! heh. All I know is this....I know WAY too many cops and the like in this area for him to come messing with me and mine.

Leak and Confused.

Monday morning I got a call from a friend explaining to me about other people I know from college and the antics that happened over the weekend. hahaha All fine and great then she says this, "You came up in their conversation." She goes on and tells me all about what was said. I couldn't believe what she was telling me. The information known only a handful of select people know at this point in time. Not to mention the fact, I've not even talked to this person in nearly 2 years. How in the hell does she know??? Somewhere there is a person I thought I could trust and apparently I can't. That sucks.

Now for the confused part.

Found out last night that a guy I went to high school with and later dated in college got engaged. Yay for him. I hop on Facebook and leave him a little message of congrats. This morning it had been erased. Only mine.... Not sure what I did to make him mad or have some unnecessary hatred towards me. If anything it should be the other way around due to how he treated me, but I'm over it. I guess it just goes to show you that while some people change, some never do. Some stay that 17yo high school boy that just wants to get in a girl's pants. I truly am happy for him and hope that they are happy....hope it lasts too. So good luck to the both of them.

Finally, for some good news. I had a Dr's appointment yesterday that I had been dreading since it was set. There was going to be some life-threatening news given to me. However at the Dr's appointment, all the tests done showed that everything is ok and there is nothing to worry about. Praise the Lord.

201 and settling down.

So in the midst of my *wonderful* migriane I neglected to mention the 200th post that was yesterday....fun, wasn't it. Ok, not really I know.

Anyhow, I was looking at some pictures of people that well, I wouldn't call friends, but that I know. I'm not sure that I would even consider them acquaintences, but in a past life I would... It made me realize that I'm glad to be settling down with Dan as we plan our new life together. I never was one to go out and get trashed just for the heck of it (with the exception of the night I did all 10 rounds with Jose). Sure getting a little tipsy every once in a while happened, but not on a regular basis. Then I look at these people (the ones mentioned before) who are out of college, supposedly working a "real" job and out drinking all the time to the point of total drunkness. Then I look at the people I go to the bar with when I go. They all have kids my age or older. What's with that??? I guess it's their "2nd chance" if you will. Although, I belive that they were the same way when their kids lived at home.

The point is this: I'm happy where I am. Not just content, but happy.

I'm glad that I didn't go totally wild in college.

I'm glad that I found the man I'm supposed to marry, not one that will "do."

I'm glad the past is just that....the past.

I'm glad that we write our own future (most days)

I'm glad to be me and live my life.

The headache from hell and lots of presents

I've got it today...the headache from hell. You know the one....where the only thing that helps is sleep. So that's what I've done most of today....sleep. Not good since my in-laws will be in town starting Wednesday and my house is a WRECK. Oh well, we'll get it done....eventually.

Saturday was my second wedding shower. We had a blast!!! There were nearly 30 people there....and that's small for my family. It was so great to see everyone!! Our trunk and backseat were totally packed. Good thing all the luggage we had was just a carryon. While we were at the shower, grandpa took Dan and Bobby (neen's boyfriend) to Skyline and then Union Terminal where they saw the Onimax. I guess they had fun.....

I'm going to go see if I can't do anything about this headache and mess of a house.

Personal Opinion...you don't have to like it.

With the exception of a family name that is passed down 17 times and to be able to differentiate between all the generations, I don't get why people name their kids and then call them by their middle name. If that's what you are going to call them....name them that!!!!! If it's a family name that you are just wanting to keep but have no desire to be called that, make it the middle name!!! It drives me up a wall. That's one thing that I don't miss about teaching. You go in call roll... "Henry???" Kid pipes up, "I go by Matt." (just an example not actual names used) What's with that?!?!

I've always felt this way, but it's been on my mind a lot lately!! I feel the same way about shortening names. If you are going to call your child Katy (or Katie) why in the world did you name her Katherine?!?!! I just don't get it. It's dumb!

Just a few thoughts.

1. Maybe it's just the fact that my background is in teaching, but I'm surprised at how dumb some people are. Especially when these are people who come off at least to be somewhat intelligent. Homonyms: words that sound alike but are spelled differently and have a different meaning. My second graders could tell you 100's of these. The biggest culprits?!?! hear/here and there/they're/their. That's all I'm going to say about it.

2. Some people just don't get a clue. Now, I'll preface this with the fact that there are times I'm slow to start....especially now having a whirlwind of things going on. However, if someone after MONTHS, nearly a year, NEVER responds to you, it's time to quit trying.

3. This heat....it's for the birds. I feel for the women I see who are out in it and they are about 17 months pregnant. That just wouldn't work for me. I hate the heat as it is....

4. Old "friends". I'm not going to lie, I've been hurt recently by a couple of invitations to things that I did not receive. (and surprised by a couple I have) One in particular was to an event where several people I would have considered friends were attending. I guess that's not the case, and it frees up a few of my invitations....