So that I don’t bore you with my insane DIY addiction any longer

by statia on September 20, 2011

Frankengina is getting better on a daily basis.  I’m (mostly) wearing pants now.  I’m only partially happy about it.  However, it makes it less weird, since my brother and sister-in-law are here for the week, since I’m still moving slowly, and can’t lift anything heavy, or drive the kid’s to school.

I can’t even begin to show my appreciation for them being here this week (and of course my mother last week) to help out.  My kids LOVE their aunt and uncle, who don’t have kids of their own, thereby, my kids are theirs by extension and they love them to bits, and love spending time with them.  My brother and I had a rift a few years back, and given our family’s propensity for stubbornness, I’m  really glad that they’re in our lives and especially in our kid’s lives.  They do so much to help us out, and it’s obvious how much they love The Mini and Little Girl.   Today, I was just so grateful that my kid’s have them and will have these great memories of them doing all the fun “aunt and uncle” things when their older.

End sap.

Anyway,  because I’ve been on bed rest and light duty, I figured it was no time like the present to finally start a DIY/home decorating type blog to chronicle what I’ve done, and what I’ve learned.   I needed to split up the two spaces.  So if you’re interested in what I’m doing around my house, you can always visit me over at my new space, DIY Learning Curve.  It’s still a work in progress, and two of the three posts are repeat content from my two previous summer projects, but I’ve got a few pages of post ideas written down, and I’m adding every day.  Guess how many pages of ideas I have for over here?  Zilch.  But that doesn’t mean I won’t be updating here. Personal blog, I can’t quit you!!  And besides, most of the stuff I write here is on the fly.  Usually from the shitter.   Although, not from the shitter right now, because that whole surgery thing has caused major constipation and with constipation comes rhoids.  And well, you know what they say about extended periods on the toilet.

What, like you thought I’d be all sappy and NOT end this post without talking about poop?  You people will never learn.

P.S.  And yes, the website kiss of death.  The other site went down last night.  We’re working on it.  Stupid servers.

{ 7 comments }

river September 20, 2011 at 2:13 am

I tracked back to read your vagina monologues and found myself having a lightbulb moment.
I didn’t have any trouble for years, then suddenly after getting divorced I had the same burning with sex that you described. I assumed I was allergic to the condoms. but a few years later with a different partner, I still had that same burning. A blood test showed no STD’s , so I assumed I was having constant yeast infections. Never once thought of going to a gynaecologist! Probably won’t go now either, since I’m again divorced and unlikely to have sex ever again. But….I might go.

P.S. my first time having sex didn’t hurt a bit, with no bleeding either. I remember it clearly.

statia September 20, 2011 at 9:02 am

Oh, sweets, please go and see someone. Even if you don’t think you’re never going to have sex again (you never know). You shouldn’t have to live with the pain. Not that surgery is the end all, but there are other things.

Kathy September 20, 2011 at 6:12 am

DIY looks good! I love the lights in your bedroom.

Shelly September 20, 2011 at 7:18 am

Just when I thought I could not adore you more…

Veronica September 21, 2011 at 4:44 am

You know that your DIY blog is just going to make me want to fix my broken things, right? Just so you know, I’m going to be laying blame directly at your feet.

Veronica September 21, 2011 at 4:45 am

Except, you know, I can’t get the blog to load. Sniff.

statia September 21, 2011 at 7:45 am

I KNOW. I was able to log in yesterday, and I have no idea what the hell happened. I have a ticket in. Kiss of death!

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