Yes, I am an Oddball.

Tonight I walked a mile on the treadmill, showered, and wandered into the bedroom to find the lovely H watching a show called "Shark Tank on CBS (it came on after the silly Agents of Shield show she's been watching with Oldest Daughter.) Foolishly, I sat down and started to watch too. The basic premise seems to be that they take small home grown businesses, sample their wares and then bash them until they are willing to sell stakes in their business for way less than they are probably worth. This is America at it's worst and I don't want to live on this planet anymore. Especially since Ashton Kutcher (yes Kelso from that 70's show) is one of the investors tonight.  I think I'll add this to my list of reasons that I love Netflix, pick good shows and ignore the rest of the crap like this.

As always...terrible grammar but you get the idea. Emily was looking forward to an uneventful Tuesday, her work schedule was clear and Jake had plans to watch the game with friends.  Emily was looking forward to grabbing Chinese take out for dinner and flopping in front of Netflix. Gilmore Girls or something equally mind numbing. She hadn’t had any “me” time since Jake’s last boys night over a month ago.   It should have been an easy day but by noon she was on the verge of tears, by 1 she was thinking about escaping to the closest tropical beach. Tuesday turned into the day that wouldn’t end and it was well past 9 by the time she pulled into the driveway. Days like today she hated being a grown up. As much as she loved Jake, she was glad he was out enjoying himself. She knew she wouldn’t be very good company tonight. A night to herself to unwind was exactly what she needed. She sometimes wished Jake and his friends had weekly guys nights, not that she would tell him...

fun stuff my gilfriends bluetooth keyboard hooks upto my iphone very, very easily. this will make blogging from my phone so much better :D to celebrate i must finish a sexy story ;)

The past week has been...awful. It all started Friday when one of my oldest friend, K, texted saying she felt like a gallbladder attack coming on. K has battled gallstones for going on 4 years now. Her attacks started like mine, crazy nausea, vomiting, exhaustion. Unlike my single attack (MRI confirmed that it resolved and hasn't come back, knock wood), hers would resolve and come back. Each time the attacks would get worse and lately if they they landed her in the ER needing pain and anti-nausea medications. Her GP is very aware of this situation and had referred her to a surgeon...who couldn't see her for 6 weeks. Her appointment with him was still 4 weeks away when this attack started. She called her GP and was told to go right to the hospital. If the symptoms got bad enough they would remove the gallbladder on an emergency basis. She texted me Saturday afternoon that they were taking her in for surgery. I tried calling her later that night and a few times on Sunday but she ...

We are spending a couple days away in beautiful Newport, RI. Will post pics later😍

And finishing stories. I am really good at exercising and making actual dinner everyday though. Tonight a blog post on the latest happenings, tomorrow I'll finish the Wednesday story. 

It really did, I guess I've settled into life here with H,P& the kids. It still feels weird to not live with Orion but he visits all the time and I go back "home" to pick up mail and say "Hi!" to my parents at least once a week. I miss Horace the cat, seeing Ri every day and sleeping alone but I knew that I would miss all those things from the start and still chose to move in here. Most of it feels right. I think I just miss alone time. One thing that does have me confused and maybe even a little upset is the lack of sex. I'll admit it, a big part of why I thought moving in would be a good idea was the ready access. Turns out it doesn't work that way, we actually have less sex now. We've had sex maybe 3 times since I moved in. We've blown P a few additional times which is fun to do but ..I have to admit I find our sex life to be lackluster at best lately and it sucks. I like sex, kind of a lot and I think we should be having more of it. Sad...