three.

i have basically slept since thursday morning. got some sherman klump swelling happening. anyway, party time with nana and lauren :)  well as much partying as one can do without drinking or chewing. lots of jello, gatorade, and fries (smashed!).

cravings:
beer
chips
pizza
celery
anything crunchy!!

miss my babies - pizza party next week. YES.

down.for.the.count.

holy! this morning i had all of my fully impacted wisdom teeth extracted. these holes are GIGANTIC and they are not in my gums! can i get a dry socket if it's not in a socket?? the holes are actually in my cheeks. apparently the bottom left gave the surgeon a fit....my throat is sore (just right there).

there are videos on facebook of me demanding my "teef" back and worse.....SINGING  "my neck is red as alabama clay." clay has countless bum notes and spans through 4 keys i'm sure.

today jello, apple sauce, and my favorite was vanilla soft serve from dairy queen that my daddy came home with. :)

mom's a champ! forcing me to do what the doctor says and administering ice and pain meds right on time!

so far today i have asked to go to j.crew, the mall, dicks (to get some nike soccer shorts like abbi's olymic ones), taco mac, target, and even wal-mart. d-e-n-i-e-d. i've been awake for all of 90 minutes since surgery at 730 this a.m. (it's almost 8).

i.wanna.do.something.

iPad.remote.blogging.

Disclaimer: This post will be capitalized correctly due to the auto correct on the iPad and my new app!

Last night I held babies and wrestled with my prince while listening to the big sister interpret the ladybug book on the piano. She is super creative and imaginative. Perhaps the sweetest sound I don't ear often enough is the voices of the girls saying "aunt bailey, aunt bailey," while I pin my love bug to keep from getting a love bite!

Spent the early afternoon hitting golf balls with Tom. I'm convinced I could be amazing if I just get some lessons! We found an amazing "secret" driving range. ;)
That said my hands hurt! Can't wait to see who moves slower tomorrow.

Baseball game, cook out, iPad, and later work, book, documentary, and six-string action.

Love a busy, constantly moving, couple days off.

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early.weekend.excitement.

replaced jake's tennis balls - he is a fetchin' machine again :) 

i got a new pet hair vacuum! i bought one shortly after moving into the house three years ago but it wasn't the dyson animal and it's not sucking (ha!) as well as  it did before. welllll today, jake's gammer bought him (really me) a shark something or other. the guy at lowe's (i know....ew) said it was better than the dyson and they couldn't keep them in stock. he surprisingly found us one and wow. i almost want to get rid of the housekeepers so i can vacuum. that would mean i need to dust and do bathrooms, counters, windows, and trash too. no, thank you.

last night after dinner mom runs (leaps, jumps, shoves, barrels) in to the house (MY HOUSE!) which is full of family to announce, "OH MY GOD, there is a SNAKE outside." my dad, blake, dj, and joey proceed to pick it up and move it all around. the next thing i know my dad is standing IN my house holding a damn snake! yes, it was little but it's still a friggin' snake. snake away will be in place as soon as it is not 96 degrees outside.

in other news, my mouth has hurt for two weeks now. one more to go before i get my wisdom teeth removed. strangely looking forward to a.) getting it over with and b.) being able to floss, chew, bite, or exist with out this annoying pressure that has taken over in both top/bottom jaws. dr. c said "you will swell, you will bruise, and you will for SURE be in pain. your mouth is tiny, wisdom teeth are impacted, and your nerves are definitely in the way for the bottom two. but dont let that fool you, the top ones aren't exactly going to be easy to get out." holy shit....thanks for the honesty...i think.

hopefully hitting golf balls with thomas and lee tomorrow. 

biz.ee.

andddd more bullets because i love them. the formatting...not guns.

• was supposed to get my wisdom teeth out this a.m. didn't happen due to my possible "complications". now it'll be july 2nd.
• the new biebs' cd is love. kenny chesney's new record hurts my heart a wee bit. 
• gluten free is hard....and gross...but no hives (until i cheated to "test" the theory....damn it).
• mom hooked me up with GF everything for the next little while. shit's expensive!
• got in another wreck yesterday a.m. on 400. i'm fine. driving mom's white cloud until the escape gets out of the shop. crazy asian girl smashed me pretty good.
• john mayer's new record is AMAZING. i know a lot of people hate him....i love that man.
• obsessed with documentaries on netflix...on the ipad. so far, all serial killer/prison stuff. nobody is shocked i know.
• i wore shorts all week to the office!! 
• la-ha's b-day tonight at ru-sans! it's a beesh throw down  / hoedown
• an overwhelming number of people have started calling me "sunshine." not sure how i feel about it yet.
• have decided that i shouldn't call him my work hubs anymore....he is my brother now, and he delivered a giant iced coffee to my office this a.m. 
• speaking of, aunt bailey misses the babies and mama jo! i think i had daddy/hubs more than you did this week. 
• saturday night i'm going out to meet some of naterhater's peeps...at a bowling alley. we keep it classy! the numero uno is out of town...whew.
• finally, i hope the jury wraps up this sandusky verdict today!

oh.gluten.

soooo let me start by saying that per my recent allergist visit, i am not allergic to anything. that being said i have a couple people (ladies!) in the office that will bet you their pay check that i have a gluten intolerance. after a few months of accompanying me to the ladies' room to coat my back in cortizone10, i have agreed to go gluten-free...FOR ONE WEEK. oye. yeah so far, it's not great. jake and i went out on a hunt (racing the pizza man) to find some gf beer....oh we found it alright. um, it's something i wouldn't buy again if i didn't have too...and i never say that. back to the pizza man...YES dominos has a gf crust so i had to order two small ones. whatever - don't judge! and that is night uno!

this.is.not.happening.

ms. nettles is pregnant. yeah you heard me....MS. NETTLES IS PREGNANT!


in other news, i am getting my wisdom teeth ALL FOUR cut out with something very sharp VERY soon. 


can this monday please stop with the heart-breakers?

week.over.

this week has pushed me harder than any single week in my professional career. it all culminated this morning. we hugged. we cried. and they departed. the 11th floor will never be the same. this afternoon the laughter was missing and the love was gone. we were co-workers, friends, and family. many have have had several roles within the confines of what starts as a playground and finishes like a prison every 30 days. month in and month out we performed....we left it all on the table. that chemistry will never be replicated.

i am grateful. what a fierce group of loyal individuals that trusted me to lead them for the last three and a half years.

the next four months will be different with just "my boys." today, we proved again our dedication to each other. we wiped each others tears (yes, even the boys had a hard time) and drank each other's beer...and we made it. here is to months of working long days, nights, holidays, and weekends.

solo.

quirks.

• for starters, i eat pizza right out of the box with a paper towel and beer sitting on the couch...once a week.
• my o.c.d. in the kitchen/living areas down stairs is in over drive. bedroom/bathroom/music room not so much. 
• it's a good thing the housekeepers come so regularly, my music room constantly looks like a fraternity party took place and then suddenly, there was a fire drill. shit everywhere.
• i run 3-4 times a week...being here alone and typically running on nights with no plans, sometimes i wear the same shorts twice before they make it to the hamper. i'm gross!
• trash comes every week...recycling every other. trash bin makes it to the curb twice and recycling once in a month if i am lucky. i do not produce a lot of trash. 
• i have a lot of clothes....i try to wash every week but sometimes i get distracted or down right refuse. i only get all of my chapstick back when i wash jeans and khakis.
• i walk around in mismatched basketball/tennis/soccer shorts and t-shirts 90% of the time that i'm home.
• i watch sports and yell at the t.v. - i'm working on this....it's not my best quality. passionate!
• the random evening i spend on the couch consists of the t.v. on mute, new music through the beats, iPad cnn app running, and an orange tennessee blanket.
• shocker for those that have known me for years and years but i do not paint my toes anymore...got to the point to where it just looked and felt ridiculous. i do however go to the nail lady every two weeks. (my new nail girl calls me "shun-shine").

these are the weird things i have noticed recently...there tons more.

it is 7:50 and i have just encountered my FOURTH yes FOURTH hive outbreak for the day. this is miserable. when number five shows up, i'm taking benedryl and passing out. the scratching and cortisone have gotten quite annoying today.

duets.truth.

j. nettles had me crying nearly immediately. this song speaks to my heart right now...and i love everything about ms. nettles....except her wedding ring. feeling the sting with her pitch perfect vocal on this one.

too.much.

often wondered if there is such thing....as too much. there is. but not when it comes to affairs of the heart. sometimes you can love deeply, care immensely, and adore someone more than anything in the world but life can get in the way. life does get in the way. the heart that sits within my ribs has been broken many times - it gives me character. it makes me stronger. some people are meant to leave a mark and some arent. i've learned a lot. i learned that i could love again. i learned that i sometimes care too much. i've learned that people love me for who and what i am. i've learned it's difficult to walk away from all of the good so that both can deal with life.

i miss her perfume on her neck.

i miss her hair in my face.

i miss her standing on her tip toes without heels to be taller when she hugs me.

i miss her smile.

i miss her sweet kisses.

i miss her holding my hand in the car.

i miss feeling her breathe slowly while holding me in her sleep.

i miss having her in my arms.

i miss the 'this one or that one' conversations.

i miss the random what are you doing texts.

i miss the flights.

i miss the good mornings and good nights.

i miss the way she put her foot on mine when i held her.

i miss her voice.

i miss her and the way she made me feel. every. single. day.

life. happened.

"i've never written a love song, that didn't end in tears."

bullets.

why? busy...duh.

- half bath is painted (thanks mom)
- jake went to the groomer...he is so clean and shedding less (i think)
- house is transforming....sort of. marilyn monroe is pulling it all together.
- mom spent the weekend at the house painting, hanging pictures, and running to lowe's/home depot
- af shipment came on saturday :) huge box which was fun
- suddenly j.crew had everything i have been looking for (apparently) in an xs so i racked up
- cleaned out the closet (again)
- generally not relaxing. must stay busy to keep from crumbling.

when it rains, it pours. stress and anxiety are out of control. cant be still. cant stop moving. i need time. life.

on.the.way.

went absolutely ape at the af secret sale on monday. as much as i try to get away from that damn store i am constantly sucked back in. now more than ever. 

before when i was 44 pounds heavier it was easy to avoid it because shit fit weird (read tight)....now i have accepted the fact that i am a little dude and a.f. fits perfect. short(er) shorts, t-shirts, pull overs, etc.  i am nearly positive i have two shirts that actually say "FITCH" on the front.....the rest are not walking billboards. khaki, red, blue, and now green shorts....i am hardly able to contain my excitement. 

i am a hyper active kid on christmas morning waiting on the box to be delivered! i really do think it is 12 or 13 shirts and a pair of shorts. 

drained.

1. diagnosed with chronic hives.
2. no allergies - CH caused by stress...and anxiety. no wonder i have them every day for years.
3. not sleeping well again.
4. distracted and sort of lost inside.
5. 9 years ago this past sunday my life was turned upside down. it hurt. i cried. then shut the door on that day forever.
6. more new art in the house.
7. mom convinced me to start painting the house again. it's only money and time. who cares.
8. reconnected with an old friend from h.s. LT and i are getting ready to tear it up downtown.
9. started shopping again....clothes situation is out of control.
10. hard to smile...again. thank you mama jo for always having an opinion and giving me a place in your heart to lay mine when it hurts.