blondedawn

the man hunt

i mentioned that we witnessed a man hunt while we were enjoying the sunset at the oasis in austin. it is probably one of the silliest man hunts ever, but since we were there, i thought i’d give the details.

we heard arguing beside us and saw a woman grabbing at her purse that just happened to be held hostage by some guy. he was holding it away from her and she kept telling him to give it back. he refused. i think she pushed him or something and i’m not saying that she was right, but i don’t think he even felt it. he was really tall and big and she was teeny. anyway. there was a table of guys sitting beside them (including a dude with the best mullet everrrrrr) and one of those guys stood up and said something like “hey man, i don’t want to have to separate you two”. he was smiling when he said it and wasn’t being a jerk; he was just trying to intervene on the woman’s behalf. very noble.

well, nobility got him punched in the face. the guy just looked at him and bam! punch! bad bad bad idea to punch a dude that has a table full of other dudes with him, because they all immediately jumped up and charged the guy (the guy that was holding the purse from that girl).

a bunch of waiters came running to break it up, security was called, etc etc. everything calmed down and we enjoyed the sunset.

then we saw flashing lights and police cars down the road. then a helicopter kept circling and circling and circling with a spotlight near the oasis. we were all like “nahhhhhh it can’t be that dude! how dumb would he have to be?!?!” thankfully, our waiter was a big gossip whore and kept us updated. and the purse guy must have been either really drunk or really dumb or a combination of both, because he ran from the police.

i never found out if they caught him or not, but he didn’t really have many escape options.

it was quite entertaining. :)

please read the chart!

as previously mentioned, i had a scheduled appointment with my lady doctor on monday. everything was going along just fine. i weighed in, chatted about my medications, did the blood pressure thing and then boom!!!!!

“you have one child? how did you deliver?”

“ummm. i had a miscarriage”

“ohhhh. ohh my god, i’m so sorry. i’m sorry.”

(tearing up) “it’s okay. i’m okay.”

the words hit me like a ton of bricks. i know the nurse wasn’t trying to be mean and it was totally unintentional, but i wish she would have just read my chart more carefully.

then of course my exam room is the one with a 2d diagram of a woman giving birth and pictures of the fetus at varying stages of life. i would have been right at 25 weeks on monday and it was really really hard to see what the baby would have looked like. so i cried. and then i felt better.

step by step

ever since i visited shady grove, i have had this weird feeling…sort of like i don’t know if this is right for us yet. my husband has been very supportive of my decision to go to sg, but he also voiced his thoughts about it, which are similar to how i’m feeling now. i guess we both feel like we’re jumping into something that overwhelms us. the tests and visits are enough to make you want to pull your hair out; just thinking about all of that makes me tired! i feel like we’re missing a step or two. like we’re starting at the top of a tall staircase and jumping down to the bottom without taking the time to test the other steps to get us from point a to point b.

i had an appointment yesterday and talked to my doctor about trying clomid. there’s no 3 day us, no follicle check, no trigger shot. just clomid, my body, and a day 21 progesterone test.

am i chickening out? maybe a little.
am i okay with this decision? yes.

i am pretty sure i will still go in for the day 3 us and the hsg next cycle; they are both covered by insurance and i should know that things are okay. but i think that’s where it will end – at least for now – with sg. it’s too much too fast.

hold on

hold on is one of my favorite songs by sarah mclachlan; it’s also what i’m doing right now…really, really holding on. holding on to faith and hope and that things will work out. but honestly? i haven’t even started treatment yet and i’m sick of holding on to only this. i need something else in my life, but i don’t know what it is. train for a 5k? start some sort of hobby? graduate school usually keeps me super busy, but now that i am off for the summer, i’m realizing how i hate not having anything to do.

i’ve been thinking about going to the local school’s track in the evenings after work. i can get outside and exercise and have an outlet for work stress. i think it will also be good for me to get out of my house more because i seriously do not do anything after work. if james is working evenings or nights, i just stay at home and feel sorry for myself. it has to stop. i can feel the downward spiral (i talked about that in an earlier post) and it’s really starting to bum me out.

so give me some ideas! what do you do for fun? hobbies? after work activities? do you go to the gym? belong to a book club?

hangin’ tough

i’m leaving work a little early on thursday to meet my high school girlfriends in pennsylvania. this is not your usual meet up with high school friends, no sireeeebob. we are going to the new kids on the block concert. that’s right. i think they like to be called nkotb now but that’s okay. the four of us went to see them when we were teenagers (actually, there were five of us but that’s a whole different story) so this will definitely be a big trip down memory lane. i promise that i will not be one of those 30-somethings screaming and crying for jon, jordan, joey, donnie, and danny. i’ve known two of the three ladies since kindergarten. we were in the same carpool when we were five years old; i’ve known them for almost 30 years. (that right there just about blew my mind.) we all met the fourth lovely lady in sixth grade when our grade schools combined to one middle school. or maybe it was eighth grade. i’ll verify this weekend. i haven’t seen two of the girls for close to eight or nine years, but have kept in semi-regular contact with one of them. facebook – that frighteningly addictive place – has reconnected us and i’m so thankful for that!

so besides talking about my girlfriends and the fun we will have together this week, i must also share information about our trip to austin. we were only there from thursday evening until sunday afternoon, but managed to eat our way through most of the city. we had tex mex and bbq and breakfast tacos and greek food, a lovely brunch at our hosts’ home, fish tacos and margaritas at the hula hut, and did i mention the bbq? i’m still dreaming of the brisket and blackberry cobbler from the salt lick. if i could make blackberry cobbler like that, i’d quit my job and eat it full time. and possibly sell what i didn’t eat. weighing 500 lbs would be worth it if i could eat that much blackberry cobbler, believe me. if you are ever in the austin area, please please please go to the salt lick and remember to save room for cobbler (thank you to my other dawn for reminding/telling us!).

it all started on thursday night when we went to a local greek restaurant

other than eating and drinking, we also got to meet my friend’s twin boys. those little guys were hilarious and entertaining and lovable and huggable and just so much fun to be around. but holy cow, i don’t know how she does it. she’s an amazing mother and such an inspiration!!!! she put the boys down for their nap, so james, shaunna, and i took off to visit mt. bonnell.

what awaits at the top of top of mt. bonnell

the view of town lake below

we were a little hot from hiking up and down steep steps, so we decided to go to the hula hut for drinks!
james and his mojito:

my delicious strawberry/lime margarita (it was as frosty and wonderful as it looks!):

our pina coladas. with an extra shot of rum. what can i say? we were on vacation! :)

and now, a warning. this next picture may cause you to jump on the next plane to austin or something. this is coy’s picture of our food from the salt lick. i couldn’t be bothered to take pics of this food. i dug right in. (that is *not* my beer cosy). :D

pics from the oasis. i also have a great story about the man hunt that went down that night, but more on that later. for now, enjoy the pictures.

yet another fruity drink (this one was lame compared to the drinks at the hula hut)

and finally, my cowboy boots. i love them so much.

whew! this was a long post! and i still have so much more to tell you!
oh, sorry for the crappy pics – these were all from my iphone except for the salt lick pic, and that was also from a camera phone. i’ll download my real pics later!
to be continued…