thanks, bulimia

 I just had two (2!) teeth pulled. That makes 3 lost so far this year. They are all molars, which is good because you cant tell from the front that I am missing teeth. But it is bad in the sense that it makes chewing difficult. The dentist was talking to me about partials and *gasp* dentures....I'm only 35!

I could really go for some ice cream right now. Or some rum. An ice cream-rum sundae. Shit....she sighs and re-packs the gauze...fun times.....

paystub

Soooooo.......this lady from the social security office keeps calling me. She has been calling since February (as she pointed out last week when we were on the phone). She wants my paystubs, my husbands paystubs, and other random assorted shit. I know I need to copy this stuff and send it off to her so she will leave me alone, but I keep avoiding. Well for one thing, it would be a lot easier if I had, say, a place where I kept my paystubs and important papers all together. But I don't. There are paystubs in my car, under my bed, in my various purses....you get the picture. There is no way I can find all of them.
Ugh this has to be the most pointless blog post ever. Why am I sitting here bitching to the interwebs about this...like anyone even cares. Someone please comment and say "Get your ass off the couch...take a shower...and find your damn paystubs....betch!".

California!

Hey there! This is the first ever post from my phone and it is gonna be short. I am excited to say that I    overcame my fear of flying ( with the help of some Ativan) and I an in California visiting the awesome Erin of the blog " go go bananas"! I am super psyched to be here; mama needed a vacation really bad! We are goin to San fransisco today or tomorrow to visit the Golden Gate Bridge and ghirardelli square! Chocolate! And a bridge!
Oh, and since I have been here I have had to pee about every 20 minutes. It is seriously embarrassing.  Like, seriously considering some adult diapers.  It is probably just because I am in a strange place? And now of course I am worrying about whether or not I will have to pee....which makes me have to pee!!! Argh!