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Saturday, March 17, 2007


One day a mother died.

And on that clear, cold morning,
In the warmth of her bedroom,
The daughter was struck with
The pain of learning that sometimes
There isn't any more.
No more hugs,
No more lucky moments to celebrate together,
No more phone calls just to chat,
No more "just one minute."
Sometimes, what we care about the most goes away.
Never to return before we can say good-bye,
Say "I Love You."
So while we have it . . it's best we love it . .
And care for it and fix it when it's broken
And take good care of it when it's sick.

This is also true for marriage .... And friendship ..





SUCKS

That's right folks.... my insurance sucks, sucks, S U C K S!!!!

I guess you've ventured to guess that the update I have on my adventure isn't much to brag about. The seminar was awesome and the folks I met were great.... however the morning of my appointment with Dr Nease I called my insurance and found out that Dr Nease isn't in "their network". I just don't understand insurance companies. I mean you pay them what they choose to charge you on a monthly basis, yet THEY get to decide what doctors you can see. It's not right.

I was so upset that Dr Nease wasn't in their network, granted they'll still pay a portion of what the surgery would be (if the surgery were $5000 - which is definitly not the price we're dealing with- then the insurance company will only pay $1500).

As bad as I hate to, I'm considering exploring surgeons that are "in their network" and see how well I like them. I'm not at all happy with this as I had already pretty much made up my mind just after email transactions and phone conversations that these were the type of people I'd love to deal with.....

This is going to be a much longer road then what I had hoped... and unfortunatley it looks as though I may come across a lot of "STOP" signs along the way.

Thursday, March 15, 2007

Off To See The Wizard...

... the wonderful wizard of Huntington

Well tomorrow is the big day. We leave for Huntington for the WLS seminar. I'm so excited, and actually getting a bit nervous. Not about the surgery itself, but about possibility of NOT being approved. I will truly be disappointed if something falls through on this. So far everything has been running so smoothly, it's almost scary.




So tomorrow evening is the seminar, from 6pm-8pm and then Friday I meet with the surgeon Dr. Nease. Even sounds like a nice name, eh? I hope he's nice and understanding. You'd think to do what he's doing he'd have to be.

Update tomorrow evening. Send me wishes of luck my friends :)

Sunday, March 11, 2007

I'm Straight

Calm down. It's not some big huge announcment of sexuality. Now if the title were "I'm Gay"..... I'd grant the worry.

:rolling eyes:

I reversed my perm. Yup. After spending $60 to get curls, I spent an additional $5 to buy another perm to comb it through to take out the curls. I know, sickening isn't it? I'm so glad my husband is understanding. Even though he made it a point to tell me every day how pretty my hair looked (like the young Michael Jackson, my words not his), I just couldn't take it any longer. I couldn't even run my fingers through that rats nest, let alone try to fix it any other way than an updo. Which was the ONLY way I could even consider it looking half way decent.

Lesson learned, I suppose. A $60 lesson at that. Now my hair is straighter than it was before but, as my husband says, as long as I'm happy with it (God I love that man). Most men would freak out that their wife would go and blow $60 on their hair just to pay another $5 to undo what had been done to it. Even though I'm sure I'm not the only woman that's done so, it's good to know my husband isn't "one of those". I felt badly about it and apologized that I had done such a stupid thing.... he just smiled and said it was fine and that he wasn't upset at all. Awwwwww, ain't he sweet?

I am going to have to get it trimmed up, I think. I'm not a professional at hair, but I think it did fry my ends a bit. Of course now would be the perfect oppurtunity to test that $25 shampoo and conditioner I purchased. So, I guess after all is said and done my $60 perm actually turned out to be about $125. Seeing that right after my 'fro was 'froed I ran to WalMart and picked up $35 worth of gel, mousse, spritz, and hair cream to try and get it under control. Well I tried every bit of it before going to the extreme of the straightening process. I suppose I shouldn't be surprised to know that the ends of my hair turned out a bit "crisper than normal". It's alright though. Even though I'm trying to let it grow, I know that cutting it to a length of health will only help it grow faster.

I'm just glad to "Beat It" and that I will no longer look like a character out of the "Thriller" video.

The confusion of springing forward

Last night I ran through the house resetting all the clocks but when I awoke this morning our electric must have went out because the alarm clock was flashing noon. I immediately hopped out of bed thinking I had overslept (strange feeling, especially when you realize it's Sunday). I went from room to room to room. The computer said 11:20am, the cell phones said 10:20am, the clocks I set back said 10:20am. I was in a sleepy panic, dunno why but I was. Come to find out my husband had manually sprung forward on the computer because I told him it wouldn't work by itself (so they said). Funny thing was, is that it did. So needless to say the computer was an hour ahead of what it really was. I guess technology is much smarter then what we give it credit for.... scary.
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- Arnold Bennett

Thursday, March 08, 2007

Ugh. What was America thinking???

Pure dismay. I cannot even believe what happened tonight. Sundance and Sabrina get kicked and Sanjaya and Haley get to stay?? Haley wasn't too bad, but Sabrina was definitely better.

One good thing.... that skanky ho Antonella got booted. Yeah America for doing that.

I guess I shouldn't bitch too much, I don't even vote. Ah well, it's a way to waste an hour of my evening.

Wednesday, March 07, 2007

I'm tellin ya... it's addictive like heroin

Not that I know what heroin is like, but I needed to make a point. Much to my dismay, I've become interested in....... are you sitting? American Idol :wide eyes with a deep sigh: I honestly believe they send vibes through the television set so you'll stay tuned.

The very first season (Kelly Clarkson) I was definitly an avid watcher. It was new and I love music, so yes.... for an hour I sat in front of the TV watching these people get up and sing their little hearts out. After the first season came Clay and Ruppert (I don't think that's right, but he wasn't very memorable), I couldn't stand it any longer. I stopped watching after the first season. Didn't know a thing about it after Kelly.

So this season I decided to watch the tryouts for one reason, and one reason only; to watch people make fools of themselves. And I must admit, that was not disappointing. You just gotta wonder what some of these fools think? I mean... come on. It should be a requirement that these people are mandated to record themselves and listen before they audition. Good Lord. It was a load of laughs though. So after the initial tryouts, I kind of lost interest. It wasn't until the American Idol buzz started at work that I became curious.

I watched another episode to see what all the ho hum was about. I couldn't believe some of the voices of those girls on the show. I immediately became a fan of Gina Glocksen.

She wasn't only talented, but seemed very sweet and genuine. Plus she wasn't a little teeny bopper looking for an easy way to the top. Another thing that I liked about her was her teeth. Yeah, I know.... I'm strange. But she has a BEAUTIFUL smile. I guess being a Dental Hygenist has it's perks. But ya know, here's this girl who has a great career and decides to try out for American Idol. This, to me means she has a dream. I liked her the best...... well, until I heard Lakisha Jones


This is another one. I mean here's this girl going against all odds. Older with a 3-year old daughter trying to make an honest living working at a bank and best yet.... the voice on her sends chills. Now I'm undecided on who I want to win.

Last night I tuned in to the "guys". What a huge disappointment. Good gravy, how in the hell did some of these dudes make it to final round? "When Phil Stacy started his Leanne Rimes song (that in itself was a very strange choice), my mouth hit the floor and it wasn't because of the overwhelming voice he bellowed. It was a mouth dropping "Oh My Gawd, how in the hell did this dude get this far??" The only one that sang decent last night of the guys was Chris Sligh



Now this guy you gotta like. I mean he doesn't even "look" like an idol and you don't even expect this voice when he opens his mouth but yeah.... he's definitly my favorite.

Now the reason why I say that American Idol is like heroin is simply because everyone and their brother is watching it (except my husband... he refuses even though I offered to get on bended knees begging, um yeah... that's it, begging :grin:). Today a few co-workers and I went out for lunch. So we're sitting there talking about the competition last night and the next table there's an older gent (probably in his 50's or 60's) that puts his 2 cents in on our conversation. I had to laugh because he says that he watches it religously with his wife. Now this is funny. Here are a couple of seniors sitting around watching American Idol..... aren't they supposed to be watching CNN or something?

So, um yeah. I guess I'm addicted. I watched it Tuesday night and tonight.... how could I possibly miss tomorrow night when they kick off 2 contestants?? Not gonna happen. All I can say they better not boot my girl Gina or Lakisha (not a doubt that she'll be leaving) OR Chris for that matter. I honestly don't think there's a guy on stage that stands a chance against this group of girls.

We'll see what tomorrow night brings.

Tuesday, March 06, 2007

The flip side to wishes....

Sunday, March 04, 2007

Pukey Perm & Poor Puppy

A bit of drama this weekend.

First I went Saturday for a spiral perm. I've really been looking forward to this because the last time I had a spiral perm, it turned out AWESOME! Of course one of my good friends from high school did it, but regardless it was an awesome perm. Well, needless to say yesterday's experience wasn't so awesome. Can you say poodle? Umm, yeah. I was NOT happy. I had to practically run out of the shop after paying to avoid blubbering all over the place. Went straight to WalMart and got as many "curl" solutions I could. Anything to calm this 'fro down. I was hysterical. I've never ever had a bad perm. I had one that didn't last, but never one where I ended up looking like a rejected 1970 Michael Jackson.
Of course my husband was supportive, I didn't expect him to be anything but that. He now has learned one thing very important about me though..... and that is I'm very VERY particuliar when it comes to my hair. Makeup.... pfft, could go without. Clothes.... pffft, I buy at WalMart. Shoes..... pffft, the cheaper the better. My hair, on the other hand...... it's a law that I'm comfortable wearing what's on my head. After getting home it took me all but 10 minutes to hop into the shower to try to wash this poodle puff out. Didn't work. I called the salon "incognito" where I usually get my hair done, explained my situation to one of the girls there (NOT the one that usually cuts my hair, she told me not to do this). They had no suggestions. So I hop online out of pure desperation and found some things to try. Thing is, I had really no clue if my hair could withstand what the suggestions for a bad perm were. I called again today and identified myself. It was the same girl I had spoken to yesterday. She remembered me and I asked her if I stopped in if she would take a look at my hair and see if it would be safe to reverse the perm (for those of you who don't know, if you take a perm and squirt the solution on your hair you can straighten it by combing it continuously for the same amount of time it took for the perm to set and then rinse and apply the second bottle and comb as well for about 5 or so minutes. A lot less damaging than buying the "hair straightener" solution, not to mention much cheaper). I left immediately after talking with her so I could try this before our lunch (we were supposed to meet friends for a fun Sunday afternoon... bowling and Chinese lunch buffet) so I didn't feel like I should go sporting bell bottoms and a large collar shag shirt (again please refer the 1970 Michael Jackson photo above). Go to the salon and the girl said it looks like the only thing the perm did was dry my ends a bit that I may have to get it trimmed but that it was safe to reverse the perm. Meanwhile another girl mentioned trying Pert first.

She said that it worked on a project while she was in beauty school that the Pert actually made a perm set. So she suggested I try that. I did. It didn't.

Meanwhile when we came home from our little visit to the salon and then WalMart to pick up Pert Shilo decided to bolt out the door upon our return. We were going to put the bags down and get settled and then I would go back out to get her. Before I could I hear her yelping and crying and a screetch of tires. I ran out to find a bus driving away (a smaller bus, like a church bus or a handicap bus) and poor little Shilo sitting against the neighbors car across the street. Several people came out from their house and ran over to her. Joel ran across and I immediately ran inside to get the keys so I could chase down the bastard bus driver that hit her and didn't have the courtesy to even stop. Needless to say I couldn't find him. Drove around the neighborhood for the better part of an hour, no luck. We called the law and got the information we needed to see if there's anything we could do. Luckily one of the neighbors witnessed the entire thing. Shilo, on the other hand is very lucky. Her back leg is a bit scared and cut up but other than that she seems fine. She hasn't been as lively as she usually is but that's to be expected. She's not eating but she does seem to want to play a little. That's a real good sign. So next Sunday around 11am I will be sitting in our vehicle at the entrance of our neighborhood waiting for the bastard bus driver that hit our puppy and didn't even stop. If anything, at least it will make me feel better to ream him a bit.

As for the perm? Well we ran back out to get baby aspirin and a wrap for Shilo's leg so I picked up a perm. I'll tempt that fate tomorrow. We'll see. Unfortunatly our lunch date with our friends didn't happen but they were very understanding. Too bad too, I had been looking forward to it all week. On the other hand, I think my husband was thankful that he didn't have to go bowling. What a lil party pooper.

Tuesday, February 27, 2007

Only Two Items On My List

I'd like to think of myself as a bargin shopper, however there's no use in going to the store with only two items on your list. A little word from the wise.

Today towards the end of my work day I decided that I would stop by Family Dollar on the way home to pick up a "few" things (few, meaning 2 items). Now why on Earth I would think I could go to Family Dollar and really only leave with 2 items is beyond me. I had Lysol wipes and brillo pads on my list, that's right.... it's an exciting life I lead.

Of course to get to the isle where these items are I have to pass through clothing. I see the cutest little dress for Faith and it's only $10. Next thing I knew, it just jumped right in the buggy. Next through the men's apparrel. Of couse I want my honey to look dashing so I pick up a nice blue (NOT "baby blue" grrrr.) shirt for him. At $7.99 who could resist? Another item that jumped into my possession. I did grab the 2 items on my list which meant my goal had been accomplished. Wrong. How could I not do a complete walk through this store seeing that I had already had two great deals scream my name?? So, I did. Don't even ask what made it into my buggy when I walked through the "Home Decor" isles. Let's just say my "Chinese" theme in our computer room has now been completed. Then the visions started to appear.

Joel had mentioned about looking for a loveseat to put back in the computer room so when he was able to download movies onto the computer (legally, of course) we could have a comfy spot to do our couch snuggle. I had a vision. While making my way across this wonderful landscape called Family Dollar, I had found furniture covers. Cheap and very colorful. What more could a girl ask for?

I called him.

"Whatcha doin baby" (me). "Oh nothin, just sat down to watch my Star Trek" (him). "Oh" (me). "Why, what's up? Where are you? Are you coming home soon?" (him). "Yeah, I just had to pick up a few things at Family Dollar but I'll be home shortly. Ummm, you'll never believe what awesome Chinese stuff they've gotten in since the last time I was here!" (me, with excitement). "Oh yeah? Pretty nice stuff, eh?" (him). "Awesome stuff. So ummmm, I thought maybe I'd pick it up before they sold it all." (me). "Oh ok baby. (laughs) Well come home soon so we can watch our movie" (him). "Well ummmm, I was just thinking.... remember how the other day you mentioned it would be really cool to see about getting a loveseat for the computer room so we could watch movies back there?" (me, in the sweetest softest voice I could do). "Yeah?" (him). "Well, I was thinking we could run over this evening and see if maybe Goodwill has anything? I mean if they do then we should pick it up cuz it might go pretty quick. What do you think?" (me, still carrying that soft sweet voice). "Oh baby, not tonight. I really don't wanna go out but we could do it Thursday" (him). "Oh, well ok. Or maybe we'll just wait till the weekend." (me, trying to sound decievingly disappointed). "Sounds good baby. Well, are you coming home now?" (him) "Yeah, I'm gettin ready to check out here in a few. I'll see you in a bit. I love you." (me, with a dramatic sigh). "I love you too baby, be careful" (him).

I head up to checkout with my buggy overflowing. Reminding you that I walked into this store with two, yes 2, items on my list. I never understand how I can spend so much at Family Dollar. It's more addicting then ice cream (which I hate). With packages loaded, I sit in the drivers seat and grin. I'm thinking here. Grinning always helps my thoughts. Eh, not always but when it comes to decorating and bargins.... I grin a lot. I look down at the gas gauage and it's almost empty. Family Dollar is right next to a perfectly fine gas station, but I'm thinking Sheetz for gasoline. Besides it's right next to the Goodwill. Grinning again.

Needless to say, not only did I find great stuff at Family Dollar but I brought home a loveseat that I purchased at the Goodwill for $24.99!!!! With that furniture throw from Family Dollar we'll be sporting sleek, yet cheap, decor.

Never let it be said that shopping can't be fun!

Monday, February 26, 2007


Thursday, February 22, 2007


I am so excited tonight. It's been a great day. The work day seemed to go on FOREVER, but I did get good news after work.
I finally had the oppurtunity to call my insurance company to see if they cover the WLS.
THEY DO!!!! WHIPEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! I'm so excited it's hard to contain. I know that I'll have to go through hurdles to get this, but this is much further than I got the last time. I emailed Sylvia at the clinic to let her know it's covered. I cannot wait to get her reaction.
Actually the coverage is pretty good. I pay the first $400 then after that I pay 20% only up to $4000 then after that they'll pay 100%. So if you think about it, the most this $30,000 surgery is gonna cost me will be $4400. I'd get a second job to pay $4400 to be skinny! HELL YEAH!!!!
Ok, I'm gonna go check out all the skinny people on the WLS website.... hopefully my picture will be up there one day!!!! Just think.... I'll be comfortable enough to actually get my picture taken!!!

Tuesday, February 20, 2007

Thoughts

Sometimes I wish I didn't think. Actually wish I couldn't think. The thoughts that run through my head sometimes literally make me ill. It's not even like I have to put any effort into thinking this way, they're just there. Without any reason, without any cause and without a doubt they control my day.

Today isn't going to be a good day. I already know, because the thoughts have made their debut. It will be a long day, it always is when this happens. Long and torturing. Tormenting every minute. It's hard for me to concentrate on work, hard for me to think anything other than these thoughts. I wish that I had an On/Off button for my mind.... this would be one time that the switch would be switched down.

I just wish that there was someone who could understand why these thoughts appear out of nowhere. He trys. He trys so hard, but most of the time he's involved with these thoughts so needless to say it's hurtful to him. I hate that the most out of anything. Hurting him. I could deal with hurt just fine, it's been a way of life for me for so long but I cannot stand the fact that I hurt the person I love the most in this world.

I just want the thoughts to stop.

Monday, February 19, 2007

The phone rang....

I had to blog about this as my excitement is too much to just sit here for the remaining part of the day without somehow telling it. Needless to say, it's nothing I feel need to be any of my co-workers business.

I finally got a promising call from a physician's office about the WLS. I'm excited. Trying not to get too excited but cannot contain it. She was very nice and invited Joel and I to attend a seminar. Said that it's actually a requirement before anything. First things first, I have to contact my insurance company to see if they cover WLS. God, I hope so. I meant to ask her if they have some kind of payment plan for those of whom cannot get the surgery approved through insurance. Surprisingly, upon my search I was able to find a few doctors that do provide payment plans for those of whom cannot get it through an insurance company. She was very very nice and is sending me more info. Said that the local hotel even gives discounts for those of whom come into town to attend his seminar. That would be nice. Joel and I out of town for a night. Alone and hangin at the hotel with NO computer!!! Woo Hoo!!! Oh yes, and of course the seminar. OOOOOO I'm getting too excited, gotta stop thinking about it.

Will update on this when I find out more!

Saturday, February 17, 2007

My Thoughts Exactly


Pajama Weekend

Well, I've made a decision.

It's 8:48am on Saturday, I've been up since 6:30am. Not by choice. Shiloh decides that when she wants to go out, that's it. She barks until you get up to let her out. I do this. Throw her out and lock the door. Maybe she'll run away. Kidding. I try to go back to bed, but I can't keep my mind from thinking what all I could be doing instead of just laying there with my eyes open. Shiloh starts barking, as she is now. Stupid dog. So I get out of bed and let her in, feed her and try the sleep thing again. Nope. Not happening.

So I get up, 6:30am remind you, and stumble to the coffee pot muttering under my breath how I was an idiot to want a dog and remembering the peaceful mornings when I wasn't awoken by barking and whining. Those were the days. Good Lord I hope she grows out of that. As spoken by my wonderful spousel subject.... "Maybe we're just not animal people."

I'm awake and as I explained a million things are running through my head of what I could be doing instead of laying there in the bed with my eyes open. There's no waking Joel, he's oblivious to the awaken world.

I've now been awake almost 2 1/2 hours. Wanna know what I've gotten accomplished?

1.) Threw the mutt out (several times)
2.) Fed the mutt
3.) Made coffee
4.) Downloaded 3 songs
5.) Started the washing machine (rewashing clothes that have been in there a week that completely forgot about. That's not a goal accomplished, just so you know.)
6.) Got Faith outta bed and sat her in front of the cartoon Saturday ganza (more specifically that little Spanish speaking hussie, Dora and her incest cousin Diego. I swear if "Hola" is the first word out of my daughters mouth......)
7.) This blog entry

Now, not exactly something to brag about accomplishing when you go back Monday morning and talk about your weekend and tell the girls you were up at 6:30 Saturday morning. I mean I should have conquered world hunger or something, ya know?

My decision? I'm staying in pajama's all weekend. If I have to go out there better be a drive-thru for wherever I go cuz I ain't putting on no street clothes. Granted, I'll shower... change out of my dirty pajama's and put on clean pajama's but there's definitly gonna be a pajama party happenin up in here!

I'm done.

Friday, February 16, 2007

How Love Keeps You Healthy

It doesn't just make you feel good — it can fight disease, boost immunity, and lower stress.
By Sarah Mahoney, Prevention magazine


Who doesn't love being in love? A true Valentine listens to you vent about work, lets you have that last slice of pizza, and (usually) remembers to take out the trash. He doesn't expect you to watch the Super Bowl. And he always thinks you're sexy, even in thermal underwear and bunny slippers.

Scientists have long been keen to prove that love gives us health benefits, too—beyond the obvious advantage of always having a date for New Year's Eve. Researchers can't say for sure that romance trumps an affectionate family or warm friendships when it comes to wellness. But they are homing in on how sex, kinship, and caring all seem to make us stronger, with health gains that range from faster healing and better control over chronic illnesses to living longer.

The benefits of love are explicit and measurable:
A study last year from the University of Pittsburgh found that women in good marriages have a much lower risk of cardiovascular disease than those in high-stress relationships.The National Longitudinal Mortality Study, which has been tracking more than a million subjects since 1979, shows that married people live longer, have fewer heart attacks and lower cancer rates, and even get pneumonia less frequently than singles. And a new study from the University of Iowa found that ovarian cancer patients with a strong sense of connection to others and satisfying relationships had more vigorous "natural killer" cell activity at the site of the tumor than those who didn't have those social ties. (These desirable white blood cells kill cancerous cells as part of the body's immune system.)

Some experts think it won't be long before doctors prescribe steamy sex, romantic getaways, and caring communication in addition to low-cholesterol diets and plenty of rest. If that sounds like a happy Rx, here are ways to make the emerging evidence translate into real-life advice.

The Benefits of Bear Hugs
Doctors at the University of North Carolina have found that hugging may dramatically lower blood pressure and boost blood levels of oxytocin, a relaxing hormone that plays a key role in labor, breastfeeding, and orgasms.

Researchers asked couples to sit close to one another and talk for 10 minutes, then share a long hug; afterward they found positive, albeit small, changes in both blood pressure and oxytocin.
But the power of frequent daily hugging was intense: The women with the highest oxytocin levels had systolic blood pressure that was 10 mm/Hg lower than women with low oxytocin levels—an improvement similar to the effect of many leading blood pressure medications, says Kathleen Light, PhD, a professor of psychiatry at UNC and one of the study's authors.
"Getting more daily hugs from their husbands was related to higher oxytocin, and so the hugs were indirectly related to lower blood pressure," she says. Men didn't get the blood pressure benefit from hugging. But don't feel bad for him: He probably gets the same health gains from steady sex that you do from daily snuggling.

A 2002 study from the University of Bristol in England found that men who had sex two or more times a week cut their risk of having a fatal heart attack in half. And a recent study from the National Cancer Institute found that men who ejaculate frequently may be protecting themselves against prostate cancer.

The hormone oxytocin has been linked to trust, and it helps women bond with everyone from newborns to stockbrokers. But its biggest benefit may turn out to be physical. Breastfeeding has been definitively linked to both lower breast cancer rates and the slower growth of some breast cancer cells; researchers speculate that oxytocin may be responsible.

"It is safe to say that oxytocin is linked to emotional as well as physical closeness in partners," Light says. "And while the healing power of this connection is not yet proven, we think it will be soon."

Oxytocin also surges through the bodies of men and women during orgasm. But whether sex itself directly improves women's health is still not certain. One of the most concrete connections comes from a study by Carl J. Charnetski, PhD, a professor of psychology at Wilkes University and coauthor of Feeling Good Is Good for You.

In 2004, he measured the immune function of 112 college students, many of whom were in close, loving relationships. Those who had sex with their partner once or twice a week had significantly higher amounts of immunoglobulin A, an antibody that is the body's first line of defense in fighting off disease and infections, than those who had sex less than once a week or not at all.

Although making sure you have weekly sex is great health advice, more isn't necessarily better. Charnetski was surprised to discover that the immune systems of those who had sex three or more times a week were no better off than the no-sex-at-all group. Maybe, he theorizes, "couples who have sex just once a week are simply in healthier, more secure relationships, and have nothing to prove."Though researchers have yet to link orgasms from masturbation to any measurable physiological gains for women, it's clear that women perceive instant health benefits.
Carol Rinkleib Ellison, PhD, a marriage counselor and sex researcher in Oakland, CA, and author of Women's Sexualities, surveyed 2,632 women from their teens to their 90s and found that two-thirds had masturbated in the previous month. Although most cited the obvious ("because it feels good"), many also gave specific health-related reasons for double-clicking their own mouse—39% said it relaxed them, 32% said it helped them sleep, and 9% said it eased menstrual cramps.

Steady sex may also make women healthier by making relationships happier: When couples are content with their sexual status quo, they've eliminated a big—and extremely stressful—area of conflict. While sex is hardly the only (or even the best) measure of how happy a couple is, it is a kind of romantic superglue.

Researchers from the University of Sheffield in England interviewed 28 participants who had been married at least 20 years and found that a consistent sex life continued to be important throughout marriage.

"The majority of our participants felt that sex granted their marriage a way to express love, commitment, and trust," says Sharron Hinchliff, PhD, a psychologist researcher and author of the study. And when circumstances—a health problem or scheduling change, for instance—made it more difficult for these couples to have sex, they found a way to adapt their sex lives quickly so that they barely noticed the upheaval.

Why We Need to Feel Close
Experts are quick to point out that sex is only one aspect of connection, and not as powerful as the real magic in relationships: bonding. That sense of being united, even during bad times, is a trait that Brian Baker, a psychiatrist at the University of Toronto, calls cohesion. And his research has found that it's more important to both health and happiness than a good sex life.
In one study, he tracked 229 adults who were under job strain. Though they had higher blood pressure at the start, spouses in pleasurable marriages actually lowered systolic blood pressure by 2.5 mm/Hg over a 12-month period.

What's more, Baker says, happy couples seem to know almost instinctively that doing things together and spending more time with each other adds to their happiness. It's not that sex didn't matter to these couples. "It's one component of satisfaction," he says. "But couples who had less sex didn't seem to have any less sense of cohesion, and it was their emotional collaboration—their partnership—that kept the marriage strong."

Maybe, Ellison says, that bond is the brass ring of marriage, enabling us to build a safe cocoon in a world full of difficult bosses, too much traffic, and not enough time. "An ideal relationship gives you a place to come home and recharge your battery. Sitting down with your partner makes you feel calmer. You're in a secure nest, and you're less stressed," she says. "How could that not be good for you?"

The Love Rx
Granted, sharing a bond of closeness with your sweetheart feels magical. But a relationship can seem more like a bed of thorns than roses when he's criticizing you over the morning coffee. With the exception of Marge Simpson, most women outgrow the idea that they can change men.
But that doesn't mean relationships can't change; couples can learn to fight sweeter, replacing hostile comments with less judgmental ones. "Conflict itself is normal," says Baker, "and it's healthy—it engages couples in the relationship."

But there is a difference between healthy fighting and fighting that wears down your immunity. Studies from the University of Washington show that happy couples manage to be far more positive than negative when they're duking it out, interjecting playful jokes and affectionate pokes in the ribs.

In contrast, the I'm-ready-to-break-some-dishes-now anger that comes with fighting causes physiological changes that John Gottman, PhD, executive director of the Relationship Research Institute in Seattle, calls "flooding"; these leave heart rates too high for the couple to come to any effective solution.Researchers believe that warm interactions between couples can bring about powerful health results, even when one of the partners is battling disease. At the Fox Chase Cancer Center in Philadelphia, Sharon Manne, PhD, studied couples struggling with the wife's breast cancer diagnosis and treatment. Some couples were coached to be more supportive; others muddled through on their own.

The wives in the coached group fared better, as measured by their levels of distress and depression. And while Manne's own research has focused solely on cancer, she thinks couples can use any stressful period to find a friendlier footing.

What worked best?
"When partners learned to minimize negative comments and were responsive, and when they were willing to share their own concerns and worries, rather than pretending nothing was wrong...that can make a bad marriage good, or a good marriage even better," says Manne.
In fact, the physiological findings from love research have inspired even the skeptics to change the way they look at relationships—in the lab and at home.

"My husband is an immunologist, and when we started our research, he'd be the first to admit that he thought the psychology part of this was a crock," says Janice Kiecolt-Glaser, director of health psychology at Ohio State University's College of Medicine. "Now, he's seen what stress can do in bad relationships, and also how a good relationship can protect people from outside stresses—like work."

And it's made the two treasure the time they have to bond. "One of the things we like to do after dinner is to sit with a glass of wine, looking out over the Scioto River. It's clear to us that close relationships are incredibly helpful to our health and well-being."

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Thursday, February 15, 2007

Awww

My honey sent me flowers today. After boycotting V Day and all and having a "discussion" about it all I made a funny and told him that he could make it up to me if he showed up at my job wearing only a diaper, sporting some wings and carrying a bow and heart arrow. Well... I got flowers. LOL. The card said "I couldn't show up in a diaper". Cute and so sweet.

Poor thing has had such a hard week. His job is killing him. Well, more like his clients are very computer illiterate and he's been trying to teach them new software by phone conversation. Needless to say he's been on the phone most of the week supporting these folks and hasn't really been able to make headway. He decided to pay a site visit to get them straightened out. He's such a patient guy so when he gets frustrated, I know it's bad. I took him lunch today and his little eyes were so red and droopy. I knew that he was having a very bad day as soon as I saw him. I did my little "wash it off" thing, but my magic can only go so far. It's almost 10pm now and he's fighting to stay awake. I tried to tell him to call it an early night, but he doesn't sleep well to begin with so I think that he's afraid if he goes to bed this early that he won't be able to sleep a full night. I can tell he's stressed, and of course being that I do it so well.....I worry. I'm going to make his weekend especially relaxed and treat him like the king he is. I may even bow at his feet (wink).

Wednesday, February 14, 2007

This is what I say.....



I'm officially boycotting Valentine's Day - it's no longer in existence.

Say good-bye to all the benefits reaped you card reading, flower receiving, candy biting, gold digging diamond hussies.



Pffffft - Valentines Day.



Tuesday, February 13, 2007

Thinking Through a Blur

So here I am almost to the end of my day, not even sure if I've really gotten anything accomplished. As I sit here thinking back, it all seems to be somewhat of a blur. I did the motions of a work day and looking around at all the empty files I see that I did get a lot done, but my mind has not been here with me at all today.

It's been one of those days where bigger things took priority in my mind. The weekend, last night. Have you ever felt so confused that you're confused about your confusion? I know. Sound ridiculous, but that's how I feel today. And no matter how much I just want to stop thinking, my thoughts rule my mind as usual. I'm feeling sad and that makes me feel frustrated. The same thoughts keep running through my mind like a broken record. Maybe my ex-husband was right about me all along.... maybe I am too hard to live with. Maybe I do expect too much. Maybe it will someday come to the point that nobody will "put up with me". I used to hate it so much when he was right. I hate it even more now that I'm starting to think that what he used to say might make sense.

Maybe it is me. I mean, perhaps I am so hard to live with that it's stressful. I dunno. I don't understand a lot of things and my confusion is getting results from my thoughts. Does that even make sense?

I'm going to see my Mom today. I need to talk to her. I'm not sure why it seems that every time I go down there and sit in front of that stone that I feel she can hear me better. I miss her so much. I miss her the most when I'm feeling like this. To her I wasn't annoying, I didn't create problems that aren't there.

Do you think it's possible to love someone too much? Love them so much that you become an annoyance? My confused mind says yes.