Irrational Much?

I've always been classified as what you would call an "extremist."  I seriously go from one extreme to another - always have.

The category of "worry" is no exception to the rule.

I will worry about the most bizarre, far-fetched things on the planet.

Take this weekend for example:

I have been on several antibiotics for my pneumonia, and when I went to the doctor for my follow-up appointment last week they diagnosed me with thrush brought on by the battery of antibiotics I had been prescribed.

No big deal, I was prescribed another medicine to treat this.

Fast forward to Sunday afternoon.  I was relaxing watching a re-run of Law&Order: SVU where they were talking to a girl who had AIDS.  She went on to explain that she had originally been diagnosed with thrush, but it turned out to be AIDS.

Immediately I decide I have AIDS; at the very least HIV.

AIDS. Seriously.

And I went so far as to ask my doctor about it this afternoon.  She looked at me like I had three heads and assured me that while I did not have AIDS, the HIV virus or any other immunodeficiency disease, I also didn't even have thrush anymore.

I'm a pretty positive person, so why is it that my mind always goes to the most irrational, negative thing possible?

I need to report a robbery.

Someone stole money out of my bank account and I have no idea who to blame.

I'll take the boxes from fabulous retailers that have shown up at my door this week, though!

I have a little problem.  I'm sure there's a 12-step program for it, but if I had to live without it I think I'd die.

It's called online shopping and I swear, being off work while getting over pneumonia + a computer + a debit card = disaster for my bank account but heaven for my closet.  

This week I got packages from New York & Co, Forever21 and Amazon.  And I'd be lying through my recently whitened teeth if I said that I didn't have a shopping bag full on Sephora's website.

It's seriously becoming a problem.

I've got to go back to work soon or my saving account is going to be in some serious trouble!!

What I've Been Up To

So, I've been a little absent.

I really have no excuse whatsoever.

Here's what I've been up to:

1. We've had a rat infestation in the house. Since January 17th. I've been staying with my parents and Wendi with hers.  It's been quite the debacle. I've never wanted to have to use the word debacle in conjunction with my house, but oh well. It's all taken care of now.

2.  I had a week off work which I spent at a fun karaoke party, the zoo, traveling to Lambert's to eat and - of course - shopping!

3. I've recently been ill with double pneumonia. I was in the hospital for 4 days and let me tell you how much fun that was: none at all.  I'm on the mend now, though and should be back to work in just a few more days.

4. Apparently pneumonia is a really good diet. I'm currently down 11 pounds.  I wouldn't recommend it as a deliberate form of weight loss, but I'm certainly taking advantage.

This is all I can think of for now.

Hopefully I'll be back to regular posting now!

I've just found a couple of wonderful blogs that I'm excited to start following.

Send me your favorites - I'm always looking for new reading material!

10 Day Challenge {Day Nine}

Day Nine:

A letter to your parents.

I'm just going to do my mom for reasons that I don't really want to get into right now.  Maybe someday soon I'll be able to talk about my dad on this blog, but right now I just can't.

Dear Momma,

"Thank you" seems completely inadequate but it's all I know to tell you even and if I said it to you 100 times a day for the rest of my life it will still never be enough. 

Thank you for teaching me what it means to have good character, accountability, honesty and integrity.  Thank you for showing me how to make the best of any situation, to always show love, grace and patience even when the going gets tough.  Thank you for teaching me to laugh at myself and to love myself even when I feel foolish and ugly.  Thank you for taking me to ballet lesson after theatre practice after cheerleading practice for so many years.  Thank you for making the sacrifices necessary so I could take ballet/piano/gymnastics/cheerleading.  Thank you for being an example of a strong, confident woman and for showing me what I should aspire to be.  Thank you for teaching me to cook and for always being supportive of my dreams and ambitions even if they were silly.

I am crying as I type this letter because I'm imagining my life without all that support and love and it just devastates me that there are some girls out there who don't have a supportive, loving mother.  Or don't have a mother at all and it just breaks my heart because I don't know where I would be without having you in my life these last 27 years.

I want to be just like you.  If my future children think of me the way I think of you, then I will have surpassed all my goals.  I can't wait to make you a mother-in-law and a grandmother.  I know you want these things so badly, but thank you for never making me feel like I was failing because I wasn't married or having babies.  Thank you for always reminding me that everything will come in His time.


I love you.


Love,


Whitney

10 Day Challenge {Day Eight}

Day Eight:

Something you crave.

I crave a lot of things.

Here are just a few.

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Since I work so much, I felt guilty having Ida Claire at home by herself so often. So, I farmed her out. She is still very much my dog, and stays with me frequently, but I "share custody" we like to say with my mom.  There she can play with my parent's dog and have constant attention - because someone is practically always home.  But I miss her so much and I crave time with her.

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10 Day Challenge {Day Seven}

Day Seven:

Nicknames you have and why you have them.

I have so many nicknames.  

I love nicknames, but I think they're something special that isn't something you do with someone right off the bat.  I have a pet peeve about giving someone a nickname or calling someone a nickname right after you've met them.  I know, I'm crazy.

1. Whit - This might seem obvious and a little common, but I only let certain people call me this. I have been known to finish my name when certain people have called me by this nickname.  If I don't like the way it sounds coming out of your mouth, you don't get to use it. Simple as that.

2. Whitty-Cent - My friend Tracy gave me this nickname a long time ago and now a good number of people at my work use it.  It originated because one time I was rapping and being all gangsta(don't hate) and she just busted out with this brilliant nickname.  The people at my work use it because they heard the story and thought it was hilarious.

3. Whitball - This nickname is semi-retired.  Old friends will still use it somewhere around once a year, but it's not as widely used as when I first got it in high school.

4. Whitty Two Shoes - My daddy used to call me this when I was little.  I have no idea why and he hasn't done it in years, but it makes me smile every time I think about it.

10 Day Challenge {Day Six}

Day Six:

When you're iPod is on "shuffle" what are the first 10 songs it might play?

This is going to be fun. 

And oh, so random. 

My playlist is so diverse.

Here we go.....

1. Lonestar - "My Front Porch Looking In"

2.Michale Buble - "Hold On"

3. Sixpence None the Richer - "There She Goes"

4. Frankie Valli - "Can't Take My Eyes Off of You"

5. Alicia Keys - "Like You'll Never See Me Again"

6. Josh Gracin - "Brass Bed"

7. Chris Tomlin - "Indescribable"

8. Hillsong United - "Mighty to Save"

9. Ingrid Michelson - "The Way I Am"

10. Oasis - "Wonderwall"