Hey Family.

Hey guys,

Not much to say. David is staying here, and it's getting... boring. He doesn't seem to get I can't do a lot of things. He sits around here and doesn't like what I watch, so we don't watch anything and I don't know what to say to him. So it's really aggrivating. He got here and didn't know what he was going to do... and his plans that he made after getting here fell through so I guess he's more bummed than even I am.

I'm currently on anti-epileptic meds. Apparently they're used for migranes and tremors. The only REALLY sucky part is that the day before my period the doctor says I'm not suppossed to take any more pain medicine... AT ALL. I'm in a very grumpy, very tired, and very SICK of being sick mood.

Doctors....

So I have another Doctor's appointment tomorrow and I'm half ready to tell them to rip out my thyroid. I'm done dealing with it, but at the same time I don't want to have unnecessary surgery. I am just not sure what to do. The pills they gave me were supposed to fight my dizziness and nausea, but they made my hands shake so bad I couldn't hold things.... I don't know anymore. I stopped taking that medicine, and I'm just at my wits end about all the things going on. I mean I'm definately sick... I just wish I knew more....

CSI

ok so I have had a hard time focsing lately... pretty much on anything. But last night I WROTE for the first time in months and months. I'm excited. I decided exactly what I wanted to write. I am writing a book called, Can You Solve My Murder?

Pretty much I just write out scenarios, give witness statements, crime scene reports, Corner's reports, and you have to figure out what happened and who did it. It's going pretty good, mom's helping me with a few kinks in the system. I know what happened so having her figure it out with only the clues is pretty fun for both of us.

I'm grateful for.... families, and big surprise endings! ;)

Out of curiousity, would any of you buy a book like that? I think I would.

TV time... is extended today...

My mom and I are watching some travel shows, particularly one right now about the Holy Lands. There are so many things I didn't know. Like did you know that where Sodom and Gamorrah(?) stand there is a salt pillar in the shape of a woman? It's right near the Dead Sea.

It's a pretty cool show. But what else to say?

It's raining today and we're just staying calmly at home.... again. It's not that I want to do anything else, but I wish there was something I wanted to do.

I'm grateful today for Pepto Bismal, Mommies, and the theological conversations that follow shows such as this.

Dear Abby, I always wanted to write you.

Dear Abby,

I should tell you that this is my first real blog.

Most of my family will be wondering what I'm doing up so late, especially since I've been going to bed around midnight and no later, but problems arose and I'm waiting for problems to desist. (My stomach is afraid of the dark I think... Everytime I turn out the lights, there it goes, crying for relief from the porclein necklace I've been wearing the last couple hours.)

I should probably let you guys know before you see me buying flashy cars I can't afford and dying my hair several times a year.... I'm having a mid-mid-life crisis, what does that mean? Well it means I'm too young and poor for the cars, too young for all the hair dye, but old enough to feel like I'm completely lost in my life. I used to be the girl full of life and fun ideas... now I'm the girl that sleeps all day and hasn't the focus to do anything.

I've been a shut in pretty much since I came out here, and frankly I'm almost ready to pretend I'm fine just to feel like I'm doing something with my life. I sleep too much, pass out, have severe headaches, an afraid of the dark stomach, and now to add to the list, the shakes.

Mom's not locking me under house arrest, but rather I'm not up to doing anything lately. It gets to the point that I'll make up tasks to do just so I can go out on short trips. I miss my friends, my sister, I miss being the AWESOMELY COOL Auntie! (And I am a pretty cool auntie... DARN COOL!)

So what's the point of the blog? Well... I didn't really think about that. But heck, if I can make old woman jokes and plan HUGE pran--surprises for her, it's kinda worth it.

Sick in (Why can't Houston start with an S? Make it easy on me... No wait... I can do this...)

Howling in Houston....

*Miss you guys.