See that countdown...

Yeah, never mind that. We got married on Valentine's Day!

Pictures to follow some time in the next week :) In the mean time, check out facebook.

Frozen Over

Because of my stomach issues I have a hard time with many foods, chief among them protein. I never thought I'd find a protein bar that I actually liked, but yesterday the hot spot froze over and I found one! Special K makes a line of protein bars and one of them tickles my fancy. I won't say I love it, but I will say that the chocolate peanut butter flavored one is definitely easy on the palette. It's a bit dry so it requires a healthy dose of water, but the taste doesn't make me want to spit it out! This is progress in my quest to put some weight back on!

Is This Half Way?

8 months ago Josh and I went on our first date. 8 months from now we'll be married. :)

Thanksgiving Weekend In Pictures

These uploaded all out of order. Oops!

Bride-icus Don't-care-icus

It's been a while since I posted. Something like 2 months? Oops! But there's a reason, I promise. I'm just a leetle bit busy! And no, it's not because I'm busy planning the wedding. In fact, I'm in a perpetual state of ignoring the wedding.

I knew I wouldn't be a bridezilla. At least I hoped I wouldn't be. I'm just not the sort to get worked up over stuff and when you add in my Zoloft prescription...yeah, I really don't care. I figured I'd look at the wedding like I do most other things; I have my preferences, but if it doesn't work out EXACTLY the way I want, no biggie.

Turns out, I'm not like that at all. Turns out I just don't care. Take tonight for example. I looked at the calendar this morning and realized that if we want to get our save the date cards out before Christmas, we better get cracking. It's only 5 weeks away! So I made a list of things that needed to happen in order for that the happen. I was all set to work on getting this done tonight. I txted Josh and warned him that this evening we would be working on wedding "stuff" and to just be prepared when he got home. I totally blame him for what happened next.

Josh came home with a pizza and oatmeal fudge stripe cookies and the next thing I knew we'd watched 4 episodes of the Vampire Diaries, I'd talked to my sister on the phone, we'd eaten most of the pizza and half the box of cookies and I just didn't give a darn about finishing that to-do list because I was curled up on the couch with Josh and going to get the lap top just didn't seem like any fun.

On the other hand, I've been having nightmares about wardrobe malfunctions on our wedding day, usually involving my hair.

Engagement Pictures

Here's a preview. Thank you Kathy Weirda!

Anxiety

So my excellent, highly esteemed doctor wasn't able to find anything physically wrong with me when I went in for tests last week. He attributed it to stress and told me to triple my meds. It seemed to be working as I was able to start eating again after a couple of days. I know that stress does weird things to your body and lately I've been under a ton of it, both physical and mental. The thing is, I'm not sure upping my meds was the right thing to do.

I was doing much better aside from still not being able to sleep. This is usually a sign of mental stress. My brain just won't shut down! When this happens I usually have to drug myself to get a good nights sleep, then I wake up groggy and my performance at work suffers because of it. I try not to go this route unless I absolutely have to.

Then yesterday came. My friend Lee asked me if I would like to participate in making a Christmas album. Anyone who's known me for 3 seconds knows that music is my life and this is right up my alley. I told him I'd pray about it, talk it over with Josh and get back to him by Friday. Then my mind immediately started spinning, going over how many hours it would take me to write the arrangement for my assigned song, how long to learn my parts on the other songs I'm assigned to work on, etc. Next thing I know it's Wednesday, I'm throwing up again and I can't sleep. I'm right back at square one and I haven't even said yes to the project yet!

I went through something like this about 8 years ago. At the time my GP wanted to put me on something for anxiety. I told him no and chose to burn off the stress by working out. This led to extreme weight loss and eventually a full blown Crohn's flair that almost killed me. It was five full years of h-e-double-hockey-sticks. Three years after it was all over I've still only put on about half of the weight my doctor wants me to. Oh the beauty of my disease! Needless to say I can't afford to go down that road again.

This is all to say that I think it's time I took Dr. M up on that prescription.