Smacked with a shamrock...

That about sums up what my head feels like right about now. I think it's safe to say I had a little too much of a good time at the party last night. That pint of Guinness is what put me over the edge, I'm sure of it. I was fine with the shots and Baileys... but once I started on that pint, things started gettin' awful wonky.

Just as everyone was about to sit down for dessert, I walked steadily and determinedly to the bathroom and awaited the onslaught. My head went dizzy and the room started to sway. I gathered myself enough to make it to my friend's bed and curled up with her cat. Her purring and warm belly were soothing, but not enough to make the room stop moving.

I could hear Danny downstairs saying at least one of us needed to go home that night to tend to the fur-children. By the time he came to check on me, I had slept a little and felt well enough to be shuffled into the car for the 15 minute drive home.

After dumping my clothes on the glider, I crawled into bed and don't remember much after that. I woke up at 4:30-ish and noticed Danny wasn't in bed... I figured he'd fallen asleep on the sofa while watching TV or surfing on his iPad. I grabbed the bottle of water from my nightstand and all but drained it before passing back out.

The next thing I knew, an icy cold body was sliding into the bed next to me. We snuggled up, got warm and fell back to sleep. By the time we woke, it was well after 10 in the morning. I missed my temp time, but considering the fact that I did a fair bit of drinking the night before and AF hasn't fully vacated the premises, I really didn't think it was that big of a deal.

The rest of the day has been spent getting caught up on episodes of Survivor, cooking shows I recorded yesterday and a few other "junk" shows. My kitchen looks like World War III took place in there, so I know what my Monday is looking like.

Yay me!

What a beautiful day...

It's 71 degrees, the sky is blue with a fair bit of white clouds and the bits of sun felt fantastically warm on my skin. There's a light breeze that has a slight chilled edge to it. If not for that, it would truly feel perfect.

I popped into Target and found a great pair of sandals for Pennsic! They were only $17.99 and I think they'll be just perfect! I went there for 2 things... a second loaf pan so that I can make more than one at a time and Zumba Fitness for the Wii. Obviously, I left with more than 2 things! But I was actually really good... I only left with 4 things: Zumba, my loaf pan, the sandals and a chocolate bar for making chocolate curls on the Baileys Chocolate Cream pie I was supposed to be making.

I couldn't wait to try Zumba, so I quickly changed my clothes, popped it in and tried the Zocalypso beginner's warm up. O...M...G! I was literally panting like a dog by the time it was over! The music was so upbeat and there were no breaks, just constant movement! I wound up going outside and standing in the hallway, letting the breeze blow all around me to help me cool off! It was a lot of fun though!

Tomorrow morning we're heading over to BJ's for some shopping. I need to pick up makings for Shepherd's Pie for J&R's St. Patrick's Day party. Every year they have a dinner party for St. Patrick's Day. They bake brown bread to have with blackberry jam & Irish tea, then Robin makes Corned Beef & Cabbage. Our old friend F used to make Guinness Stew, but since she doesn't hang with us anymore, my Shepherd's Pie has taken the place of her stew.

After dinner, we all sit around and have shots of Tullamore Dew Irish Whiskey and pints of Guinness while listening to all sorts of Irish music, talking, laughing and just having a great time! Then it's dessert & Baileys over ice! It's a nice tradition and I look forward to it every year.

Well, according to the clock... it's time for me to go and collect my darling husband from the train station. The weekend with my better half... my favorite part of the week!

Another Month...

Another bust.

This time stings more... for a variety of reasons. My temps were one reason. They looked really good and parts of the pattern were different than usual, so hope crept into my heart. Then the decline started and I knew inside that it was over. I hoped my temps would rebound once I adjusted to the time change, but truly, after 2 days of declining temps, I knew it was only a matter of time.

Time. Something I feel that I have so little of. I worry how much it's working against me, how much time is actually left on the game clock and whether or not I can eek out a "win" before the whistle blows.

It's ironic... I made my mind up very early that I was NOT going to be an unwed teen mother. I was going to get married and then start a family. That was the right way, the responsible way to do things... and how I'm being rewarded for my responsible choices!

Sometimes I think if I were to make all the wrong choices... maybe then everything would fall into place... Because it sure seems like everyone else gets what they want easily enough. Babies are given to young girls who put them into dumpsters or to unbalanced women who drown them in bathtubs.

Life just feels a bit more unfair right now than usual.

An Apple a Day...

or a slight variation thereof.

Sadly... the pills I crowned as "miracles" worked for a short period of time before things seemed to revert to their old ways.

Since then, I've committed fully and completely to the G-free life. I've also begun taking 1 tbsp of Bragg's unfiltered organic Apple Cider Vinegar every morning. We put it in a shot glass and top it off with V8.

Initially, I was not keen on the regimen. I turned my nose up at it and the whole bit. Imagine my surprise when I began developing an actual taste for my morning shot! It has a ketchup-y kind of quality to it... which makes sense when you consider the 2 main ingredients in ketchup are tomatoes and vinegar.

I've learned my lesson so I'm reticent to claim victory... but I will say that my tummy has been quiet, not bloated and pain free. My bowel movements have become much firmer and MUCH less frequent. All things that I've been hoping and praying for.

I'm really hopeful that I'm finally on the right track to getting my body "normal". I can't help but feel the clock bearing down on me...