Well, sure enough my symptoms went away for a wonderful weekend with my husband. YEAH!! We had more of a laid back celebration for Month #4:
On Friday, we went to a local pizzeria for dinner...the food wasn't that great, but we had a good time. Then we came home and just hung out together...which was very nice. We watched part of the Cowboys game and just couch-potatoed it all evening.
On Saturday, we started by going to Lowes for the bathtub for our bathroom (that we're remodeling). When we got home, I cooked a nice breakfast of eggs, bacon and toast. We spent most of the day just trying to get some things done around the house, however we did share a nice lunch together at Jasons Deli. Saturday evening we went to a RockHounds game together (the RockHounds are Midland's minor league baseball team)...which was lots of fun...despite the fact that the RockHounds sucked Saturday night. We vegged out on all the good baseball type foods...hotdogs, peanuts, cotton candy, plus Eddie & I shared a serving of nachos. Then, after the game, we enjoyed a Fireworks show put on by the RockHounds. That was REALLY nice!! We came home after the game and watched the movie Seven Pounds with Will Smith. Interesting is all I can say...and sad.
Sunday was supposed to be another "do things around the house" day, but we wound up spending most of it doing nothing. I slept in, which was so nice. When I finally crawled out of bed, I cooked us breakfast...waffles...mmm mmm yum!! Then, we watched The Spirit...which in my opinion, was an extremely stupid movie...sorry if you liked it. We also took a nap...I don't see why we gave those up after kindergarten...naps are so wonderful!! When we got back up, we watched the newest edited version of our Wedding Video...still making edits with the videographer but I think we're about done...yeah!!! Then, we took our dogs for a walk, which they REALLY enjoyed and so did we...it was really nice out yesterday evening...not too hot...so we just strolled as our poochies discovered all the smells of the neighborhood. I did finally get a few things done last night, but that was during the commercials of Drop Dead Diva...my newest favorite show...while Eddie hung out in the bedroom watching tv.
I am really interested in seeing what Month #5 has in store. So far we found out that Eddie will not be transfered to Dallas...he said the list that was pulled for Dallas had a required score just slightly higher than his (and until he reaches competitive level (which will happen in October) or becomes a D.O. he can't raise his score anymore). However, he is on the "short" list for Oklahoma City...which I was told meant that they pulled a list and have already reviewed it once and knocked it down some...so he's that much closer to being accepted for Ok City. It's not the perfect solution, but it's at least closer to Dallas than Midland. My job situation has not changed.
Monday, August 24, 2009
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
The "In Health" Part is Looking A Lot More Likely Now For Our Month #4 Celebration
Well, I think I'm on the downward stretch of getting over this food poisoning. YEAH!! This is my first case of food poisoning, and I pray that it's my last. No fun at all!! Although, I'm pretty sure I lost a pound or two from it...that is, if there is any positive side to this experience at all. So, it looks like the Webb's will have an opportunity to celebrate Month #4...but more than likely it won't happen until this weekend.
Month #4 brought quite a few exciting announcements:
1st of all, Eddie and I have begun remodeling our bathroom (the master bathroom). The house we bought last year is a little old and in need of some repairs, and one repair that I've been really looking forward to is our bathroom. It's small for a master bathroom, which is something we really can not change without knocking down walls, but it's something I can live with knowing that hopefully we won't be in Midland for too much longer. However, the biggest problem was the bathtub. I really can't explain it...it's just something you have to see. It's odd-ly short (in the direction that your legs would go) and tall (as far as climbing in). An older couple lived in the house before us, so you almost want to say that it looks like one of those tubs an old couple would have, however it didn't have that door on the front of it to help them get it. I have no idea how they got in it, without a step stool or a ladder. We didn't even use it...we been using the shower/bathtub in our guest bathroom...which really sucked!! Either way, it is gone!!! Eddie has torn it out. He's currently working on tearing out the walls (just the inside part...not thru to the other side) because whoever installed them before apparently didn't put the appropriate sheetrock in for use in a bathroom. So, he's going to have to put up new. We are going to install a new bathtub and shower, plus put in new cabinets, a new sink, a new countertop, new lighting, new tile, new faucets, new towel bars and even a new shade of paint. It will be a whole new bathroom when we get done. How exciting!!
2nd: the next opening for a transfer (for Eddie) has closed...which means, it is that much closer to him hopefully getting a transfer. See first they open the position and leave it open for quite some time...allowing people time to put in for it. Then, they close it (so no one else can put it in for it) and pull a list (they have some sort of technology that fishes thru the applicants and selects the applicants that fit the qualifications). Then they review the list and then make a decision. It all sounds complicated, but supposedly it only takes them about 3-4 weeks. My fingers couldn't be any more crossed!!! He said that there is a better chance of him getting Oklahoma City, which would be great...so much closer than where we are now...but I'm hoping with all my might that he gets Dallas. I'm so ready to be back home again!!! But that story is one that is "to be continued".
3rd: I found out we're not going to have to face the "For Poorer" part of our vows yet. I haven't mentioned my current situation, but apparently my job took some cutbacks on budget for next year and have decided to discontinue my position...which means no more me. I was told months ago and thought that it wouldn't be a problem finding a new job, but boy I was wrong. So, recently I was having to decide what to do. I thought I may have to come back to Dallas without Eddie, a couple times a month to do some work with my Dad. It would keep my bills paid but not leave a lot of room for extra spending, that is if I wanted to spend as much time as possible with my husband...I mean I could always work with my Dad more to make more money, but that would require me to be in Dallas more and in Midland less. So, I was just going to be in Dallas as much as I needed to pay my bills. However, my job has decided to keep me on another month. Originally, my last day was the end of August, but now it's not until the end of September. My thoughts are "this is great" ... hopefully, by the end of September, Eddie will have received the phone call announcing his transfer, just in enough time before I loose my job. I really pray that this is how it's going to go. What better timing? Please keep your fingers crossed for us!!!
Well, on to the next chapter of our book...Month #5!!!
Month #4 brought quite a few exciting announcements:
1st of all, Eddie and I have begun remodeling our bathroom (the master bathroom). The house we bought last year is a little old and in need of some repairs, and one repair that I've been really looking forward to is our bathroom. It's small for a master bathroom, which is something we really can not change without knocking down walls, but it's something I can live with knowing that hopefully we won't be in Midland for too much longer. However, the biggest problem was the bathtub. I really can't explain it...it's just something you have to see. It's odd-ly short (in the direction that your legs would go) and tall (as far as climbing in). An older couple lived in the house before us, so you almost want to say that it looks like one of those tubs an old couple would have, however it didn't have that door on the front of it to help them get it. I have no idea how they got in it, without a step stool or a ladder. We didn't even use it...we been using the shower/bathtub in our guest bathroom...which really sucked!! Either way, it is gone!!! Eddie has torn it out. He's currently working on tearing out the walls (just the inside part...not thru to the other side) because whoever installed them before apparently didn't put the appropriate sheetrock in for use in a bathroom. So, he's going to have to put up new. We are going to install a new bathtub and shower, plus put in new cabinets, a new sink, a new countertop, new lighting, new tile, new faucets, new towel bars and even a new shade of paint. It will be a whole new bathroom when we get done. How exciting!!
2nd: the next opening for a transfer (for Eddie) has closed...which means, it is that much closer to him hopefully getting a transfer. See first they open the position and leave it open for quite some time...allowing people time to put in for it. Then, they close it (so no one else can put it in for it) and pull a list (they have some sort of technology that fishes thru the applicants and selects the applicants that fit the qualifications). Then they review the list and then make a decision. It all sounds complicated, but supposedly it only takes them about 3-4 weeks. My fingers couldn't be any more crossed!!! He said that there is a better chance of him getting Oklahoma City, which would be great...so much closer than where we are now...but I'm hoping with all my might that he gets Dallas. I'm so ready to be back home again!!! But that story is one that is "to be continued".
3rd: I found out we're not going to have to face the "For Poorer" part of our vows yet. I haven't mentioned my current situation, but apparently my job took some cutbacks on budget for next year and have decided to discontinue my position...which means no more me. I was told months ago and thought that it wouldn't be a problem finding a new job, but boy I was wrong. So, recently I was having to decide what to do. I thought I may have to come back to Dallas without Eddie, a couple times a month to do some work with my Dad. It would keep my bills paid but not leave a lot of room for extra spending, that is if I wanted to spend as much time as possible with my husband...I mean I could always work with my Dad more to make more money, but that would require me to be in Dallas more and in Midland less. So, I was just going to be in Dallas as much as I needed to pay my bills. However, my job has decided to keep me on another month. Originally, my last day was the end of August, but now it's not until the end of September. My thoughts are "this is great" ... hopefully, by the end of September, Eddie will have received the phone call announcing his transfer, just in enough time before I loose my job. I really pray that this is how it's going to go. What better timing? Please keep your fingers crossed for us!!!
Well, on to the next chapter of our book...Month #5!!!
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
For better for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness...
Our fourth month anniversary is showing the first true tests of our wedding vows...in sickness and in health...
Sunday evening, Eddie and I were driving back from Dallas. On our way, I dozed off in the jeep...which I really felt bad for doing because I knew Eddie was tired too. I woke up about 20-30 miles outside of Abilene and noticed that I wasn't feeling that great. At first I assumed it was motion sickness...I get that sometimes in the car when I'm not watching the road. But, as the moments progressed, so did the queziness in my stomach. I kept hoping it would go away, but as Abilene got closer and closer, my nausious stomach got worse and worse. And just as Abilene hit, it was "Eddie, pull over!!!" And, with another pit stop in Big Spring, we were certain that my stomach was not in agreement with the Sonic we picked up in Weatherford.
Needless to say, after a long night of very little sleep Sunday, I did not make it to work yesterday morning (Monday). I stayed home all day, wrapped up in bed. Luckily, the thought of death knocking on my door went away by mid-morning, but I had a slight case of queziness all day, not to mention that everytime I even thought of eating I would be reminded of the night before, and as the day progressed so did a pain in my back.
The only good part of my day was how sweet my husband was in my time of "BLAH". He called to check on me throughout the day...you could hear a strong sense of concern over the phone. He kept saying he wished there was something he could do to make me feel better. Then, when he got home, he came straight into the bedroom and asked how I was doing, crawled on the bed, curled up behind me and wrapped his arms around me...such a calming feeling.
As the night progressed, so did the pain in my back. I was almost to tears when I remembered him going on and on a couple of months ago about some pain creme he had found..."a miracle creme"...and that it was!!! Eddie lovingly massaged it into my back. I wouldn't lie and say that my back felt 100% better, but I can definitely say that it immediately felt 75-80% better (and from where it started...75% cured was a miracle).
With today being our four month anniversary, I wish there was something romantic I could think of doing to show my appreciation to my husband, but all I can think about during my last few minutes of work is changing back into my PJs and crawling back into bed. I definitely feel better than yesterday, but I am no where near 100%. So, "in sickness and in health" here we come.
Hopefully, we'll be able to celebrate our 1st blissfull four months of marriage this weekend over a romantic dinner for two!!
Sunday evening, Eddie and I were driving back from Dallas. On our way, I dozed off in the jeep...which I really felt bad for doing because I knew Eddie was tired too. I woke up about 20-30 miles outside of Abilene and noticed that I wasn't feeling that great. At first I assumed it was motion sickness...I get that sometimes in the car when I'm not watching the road. But, as the moments progressed, so did the queziness in my stomach. I kept hoping it would go away, but as Abilene got closer and closer, my nausious stomach got worse and worse. And just as Abilene hit, it was "Eddie, pull over!!!" And, with another pit stop in Big Spring, we were certain that my stomach was not in agreement with the Sonic we picked up in Weatherford.
Needless to say, after a long night of very little sleep Sunday, I did not make it to work yesterday morning (Monday). I stayed home all day, wrapped up in bed. Luckily, the thought of death knocking on my door went away by mid-morning, but I had a slight case of queziness all day, not to mention that everytime I even thought of eating I would be reminded of the night before, and as the day progressed so did a pain in my back.
The only good part of my day was how sweet my husband was in my time of "BLAH". He called to check on me throughout the day...you could hear a strong sense of concern over the phone. He kept saying he wished there was something he could do to make me feel better. Then, when he got home, he came straight into the bedroom and asked how I was doing, crawled on the bed, curled up behind me and wrapped his arms around me...such a calming feeling.
As the night progressed, so did the pain in my back. I was almost to tears when I remembered him going on and on a couple of months ago about some pain creme he had found..."a miracle creme"...and that it was!!! Eddie lovingly massaged it into my back. I wouldn't lie and say that my back felt 100% better, but I can definitely say that it immediately felt 75-80% better (and from where it started...75% cured was a miracle).
With today being our four month anniversary, I wish there was something romantic I could think of doing to show my appreciation to my husband, but all I can think about during my last few minutes of work is changing back into my PJs and crawling back into bed. I definitely feel better than yesterday, but I am no where near 100%. So, "in sickness and in health" here we come.
Hopefully, we'll be able to celebrate our 1st blissfull four months of marriage this weekend over a romantic dinner for two!!
Monday, August 10, 2009
It's So Hard To Say Good-Bye
Last week I had a wake up call...one of my best friends (of 14+ years) lost her father. I don't know if I've just been living in my own little world or if others share my same feelings, but it was up until this moment that I felt like my parents were going to be around for a very long time...as if they were going to live forever. Don't get me wrong, I've lost friends before. I even lost my grandfather in 2004. So, I know that death happens. But, it just doesn't seem the time for me to say good-bye is just around the corner. And I know that this doesn't mean that it is, just that it could be.
I drove to Dallas last week to say good-bye and to support my friend. On the way back, I had a lot of time to think. While in my car, I thought about all of the things that I've accomplished during my lifetime, the things my parents have witnessed and have been able to be proud of me for: the major things like graduating high school, graduating college (1st one in my immediate family) and finding the man of my dreams & getting married...the less than major things like getting my drivers license, making my high school drillteam (and making officer my senior year), getting good grades, moving out on my own, getting a job, etc. But then I began to wonder, how many more accomplishments are my parents going to be around to witness?
It's sad to think that my parents may not be around for every momentous occasion in my life. It's very hard to imagine them not being there when they always have been. I know they say that when a loved one leaves us, that they are always with you, but I just can't imagine going thru something like having a baby and not being able to see the look on my parents' faces when their grandchild is brought into the world, or the day Eddie and I finanlly get to move back to Dallas and not being able to hug my Mom because her daughter has FINALLY moved back home.
It's a hard thing, loosing a parent. I may not know from personal experience, but I can only imagine. So, for that, my heart goes out to my friend (and her family).
I drove to Dallas last week to say good-bye and to support my friend. On the way back, I had a lot of time to think. While in my car, I thought about all of the things that I've accomplished during my lifetime, the things my parents have witnessed and have been able to be proud of me for: the major things like graduating high school, graduating college (1st one in my immediate family) and finding the man of my dreams & getting married...the less than major things like getting my drivers license, making my high school drillteam (and making officer my senior year), getting good grades, moving out on my own, getting a job, etc. But then I began to wonder, how many more accomplishments are my parents going to be around to witness?
It's sad to think that my parents may not be around for every momentous occasion in my life. It's very hard to imagine them not being there when they always have been. I know they say that when a loved one leaves us, that they are always with you, but I just can't imagine going thru something like having a baby and not being able to see the look on my parents' faces when their grandchild is brought into the world, or the day Eddie and I finanlly get to move back to Dallas and not being able to hug my Mom because her daughter has FINALLY moved back home.
It's a hard thing, loosing a parent. I may not know from personal experience, but I can only imagine. So, for that, my heart goes out to my friend (and her family).
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