Tag: MLlove

Best FB Message Ever

Got this message on FB from my good friend Jeff after he asked about my relationship status and I had sent him a quick message:

That’s great news! I’m so happy for him. I have one question. His name is Wiley? Is he a coyote? If so, are you the Road Runner?

Sorry, I couldn’t resist.

Yes, lets please meet up while you are in the area. Can’t wait to hear about this guys magical Coyote powers.

and by happy for him, I mean happy for you also…haha

Yes I have already thought about the 

cuteness

randomness

weirdness of him being named Wiley and how I’m a (road) Runner.

Tumblr Official

Just wanted to make it Tumblr official that W and I are in a relationship!

We had the DTR “determine the relationship” talk this weekend – which he initiated. Followed by if we were going to be facebook official (social media is a fascinating thing – we decided to both put “In a Relationship” but not link to each other’s profiles. It’s interesting to see my facebook blowing up with comments, likes, messages – too funny).

As much as I love my facebook and twitter and blogger – I love you guys the most and wanted you all to know.

I’m off the charts happy. He is just absolutely amazing. I could go on and on about him (my boyfriend :::squeal:::), but I’ll spare you – my poor friends have already gotten an earful, but at the same time they are just so thrilled for me too.

Once again a year ago – I don’t even recognize that woman I used to be and it’s so much more than my body. It really is about your state of mind, confidence, and self love. I think once you really love yourself then love finds you quickly.

MEDIUM

Let’s rewind to Wednesday evening shall we.

I was meeting W for dinner in Montgomery (halfway between us) and decided to head into town a little early because there was a New York & Company there. NY&Co is MY STORE. It’s probably a good thing that the closest one is an hour away – when I lived in Texas it was across the street from work, danger! 90% of my work pants are from there. I love their LONG lengths. I was hoping to get an item or two when @fasterstronger alerts me to the fact they are having a 50% off everything sale. I’m pumped. 

Trying on clothes when you feel good about your body is an amazing thing. I still really haven’t shopped much in months, but I knew my pants were getting stupid big. So I wound up with a pair of SIZE 12 dress pants and 4 pairs of MEDIUM knit pants. MEDIUM. I have been recently wearing some medium tops, but medium bottoms are uncharted territory. I also got some leggings, a silver sparkly belt (i have a new love of belts now that I don’t have to buy plus size/mens belts), a shirt and a pair of earrings. ALL for $98. AMAZING. 

SO obviously I had an additional confident boost from buying MEDIUMS when I met up with W. Thankfully I was feeling so good because when he gave me a hug he PICKED ME UP. I have not been picked up as an adult ever. No one had tried, nor would I had let anyone try. Regardless I was still slightly horrified that he picked me up. I was OMG he was have hurt himself or OMG he regrets doing that because I was so heavy. Well later Wiley picked me up again! I then felt better about the whole situation since he knew how heavy I was and still wanted to/could pick me up again. 

It was a wonderful Thanksgiving Eve!

PS – how many calories do you burn making out? Because I this rate I might be able to drop some seeeeerious weight before New Years 😉

Military Bingo

imagewbaw replied to your post: Compliments Like Whoa

you ARE hot though :O There, now you’ve gotten compliments from a marine and an army soldier guy 😛

Apparently I am popular with military men. I had Mr. Navy Lawyer in my grill last week, and compliments from a Marine and Army Soldier today. Oh and I once dated a guy in the Air Force. All I need is a guy in the Coast Guard to hit on me and I could win Military Bingo 😛

Dad’s gift to me

Warning: My Opinion on/Experience with Gastric Bypass

This week there has been some buzz about gastric bypass on here and I guess picking up where I left off last week when I was blogging about my dad.

He had the surgery at a private, outpatient hospital that pretty much only did gastric bypass and lapband surgery in Dallas. The surgery itself was OK, but the aftercare or LACK THERE OF was what lead to his death. His surgery was on Thursday, November 15, 2007 and he died Sunday, November 18, 2007 – there was ample time to save him. He essentially slowly bled internally to death.

He had the surgery Thursday morning and was supposed to be released Friday. I should mention I wasn’t at the hospital until after he died. He didn’t think I needed to be down there for the surgery, he had his friends that were going to take care of him after surgery. He downplayed everything and I truly regret not going to the hospital at any point in time and making demands – however I was naive to so much of the situation and blaming myself isn’t going to solve anything.

Anyway surgery was Thursday, he was supposed to be released Friday. Well his stats were low/not as strong as they should have been (medical jargon is not my strong suit). So the hospital decided to keep him another day. Well Saturday they were about to RELEASE HIM when one of his friends noticed that his incisions were STILL bleeding through the gauze and that my dad really shouldn’t go home like that. So they re-admitted/didn’t finish releasing him and he stayed in the hospital on Saturday. I talked to him both Thursday and Saturday and there was a MAJOR difference. It was scary, but he said it was just the meds that were making him sound so tired and weak. I will never forgot how his voice sounded. We talked briefly and told each other that we loved one another and how I was excited to come down on Tuesday and see him (I had been planning to come all along on Tuesday night to hang out with him before flying to NY on Wednesday for Thanksgiving that year). I had A LOT of trouble sleeping that night.

Sunday morning 6:30am my phone rings. I knew before I answered the phone that he was dead. I was devastated, I still am. My whole entire world forever changed.

A friend drives me the 2.5 hours to Dallas because I am in no condition to drive – I didn’t cry much, I was tooo in shock. I was just numb. I get to the hospital and meet up with my dad’s friends about 11am and to my HORROR he was still in his room (I did not see him, I didn’t want to see him like that). This JOKE of a hospital didn’t have a morgue or anything. They just left him there. :::BLIND RAGE:::

Here I am 24 years old and in charge. I am talking with all my family 1,000 miles away in NY and being the person making decisions about how to proceed. And I’m just SCREAMING at hospital staff. His “cause of death” from the coroner (WHO CALLS IN CAUSES OF DEATH OVER THE PHONE – IN TEXAS AT LEAST) was heart failure. UMMMMM yes generally EVERYONE’s cause of death is literally heart failure. You’re heart stops = you die. BUT WHAT LED TO THE HEART FAILURE. The Dallas coroner office refuses to do an autopsy so we decided to do our own private one in New York. FYI – an autopsy in the state of New York is about $18,000.

The funeral home in New York that we used (WHO WERE WONDERFUL) worked with another Dallas funeral home to get my dad to a morgue and get him flown to New York.

We come to find out that my dad’s true cause of death, was that he bled to death. He lost 2 LITERS OF BLOOD – that’s a whole soda bottle. He died slowly and to my understanding felt no pain, but it was COMPLETELY preventable. The sutures from the surgery weren’t properly closed up and initially all that needed to be done was go in and fix the problem. Even just a few hours before his death he could have been saved with a blood transfusion. BAYLOR FREAKIN HOSPITAL was less than a mile away. This joke of a private hospital that doesn’t have that type of equipment could have easily transferred him there. NEGLIGENCE in his aftercare.

Before you ask. Yes we tried to sue. However the state of Texas is a corrupt bag of shit thanks mostly to George W. Bush. I really don’t want to get started on lawsuit stuff. It was a terrible 2 year ordeal that honestly just left me extra angry with hospitals, doctors, lawyers and Texas.

My daddy didn’t need that surgery. My daddy didn’t need to die. Sadly he did, but I refuse to let my weight control my life. To quote a message I got from @milfitude a while back and saved:

Sometimes it takes the death of a loved one to wake us up. I consider that a lasting gift from my mother.

I found such comfort and hope in those words. And here I am 3 years later and in the best place in my life thus far. I thank my father for that lasting gift no matter how painful it’s been. I only wish he was here to see me now and the wonderful all-around person I am today.

Tomorrow I plan on celebrating my dad’s life on here. Today I will cry, but tomorrow I will celebrate and smile.

TYPICAL!!!!!!!!!!!

After living here for 2.5 years I finally meet this boy (whose name is….wait for it….Wiley. I know it’s country, but it TOTALLY SUITS HIM) who is awesome and says things like “There was nothing about you that I didn’t find attractive” – and today I get a phone call from The Parsons New School of Design in NYC in reference to a job I applied to a few weeks ago wanting to setup a phone interview tomorrow.

REALLY WORLD? REALLY?!?!

I still have a stressful work week ahead of me and I’m psuedo running on empty from just a crazy semester in general and I’m tired because I was on the phone with W until waaaaay to late last night.

I know whatever is meant to be will be, but no joke my head might explode.

I’m not a player I just crush a lot

This weekend was awesome.

After work on Friday I made an impromptu trip to the mall and got  2 cute new shirts that I wore this weekend. Friday night I met up with Mr. Navy Lawyer and 2 of his friends. It was so fun being out with 3 tall, cute, educated, normal guys. I had a lot of fun with them. Mr. Navy was very touchy feely all night – which in the past, despite not being a huge PDA person I liked, but this time I wasn’t really feeling it. Friday was low key because Saturday was game day.

Saturday after getting to campus in the early afternoon – I refuse to start tailgating and drinking in the AM, I would much rather sleep. Anyway I met up with Mr. Navy Lawyer and his crew. I should mention that is an alum so he had his crew of people to see, but wanted me with him. Well it seemed like his crew were like all couples. I swear it was like him, me and his friends with their wives and girlfriends. Maybe that’s what did him in because I swear I felt like I couldn’t breathe (commitment phobe much?) It was really bad when all the wives/girlfriends were talking like group shots of the boys and he gives me his camera to take some pictures for him. So there I am with all the wives, fiances, and girlfriends. It stressed me out.

Went went to the game – where I sit we have 3 seats.  My friend M wasn’t able to go to the game, but my friend T was. So it was T (who is a guy and TOTALLY platonic), me in the middle and him. Again he was touching all on me. At one point I was pointing to show him where some people were sitting across the stadium so my arm was like reached across him and HE KISSED MY ARM!!!!!!!! WHAT?!?! Awkward. For someone who always struck me as smooth, it was all awkward.

Fastforward to after the game which ended at 7pm since it was a day game. We went our separate ways, but were going to meet up later and all go out. So I go home and relax for a few hours and then get ready since I figured we’d be going out around 11pm. Well at like 10:30pm he texts me saying that like everyone is passed out or too tired to go, but he could rally. In the past I would have, but I just didn’t want to lead him on. It wasn’t gonna happen. So depsite being fully dressed and ready to do, I told him I was also tired, blah blah and that I’d catch up with him Sunday before he left town.

Got to sleep in Sunday and even run. I had failed to mention on here that Sunday afternoon I had an OKC date schedule with a guy I’ve been talking to for a few weeks, but was too busy to see. Weirdly enough he was in Missouri last weekend too only like 2 hours from St. Louis for a wedding. Anyway I was looking forward to the date, but also wanted to keep my expectations low. 

So Sunday I’m getting ready for the date and texting a little with Mr. Navy. Honestly I think he was pissed/sad/defeated that I essentially turned him down and I ended up not seeing him before I had to leave for my date, but of course he sent me flirty texts.

So I meet my date and he was AWESOME. Like portrayed himself online exactly how he is and he was just like he was on the phone. We had a lot of fun, laughed A LOT, busted on eachother a ton. It was just comfortable and fun. We went out for a late lunch and then I took him to campus and showed him around, we got coffee and then hung out on these swings (benches) on the back porch of this old building on campus. So we hung out for like 3ish hours. When it was time to say goodbye he did smooch on me a little – as much as I’d allow in public which isn’t much. I’m weirdly shy with certain things. Whatever it was cute. We ended up talking on the phone for a while once he got home last night (he lives 80 miles away – which is a blessing and a curse to a degree). So yeah I’ll leave things at that for now…