Wicked Cup of Joe

So, we’re coming up to the end of the month. Just 9 more days of February. I can’t say I’m sad to see it go. It’s been a busy, busy month.

I turned 30. Yep. The big 3-0. And look at the purdy flowers a certain chica sent me:

But other than the birthday, things have been low-key on my end. I’ve been running all over with Matt and his school and doctors visits. Not fun.

We are getting a puppy though! Finally convinced the husband that we need one. So, this Sunday the kiddo and I are going to one of those pet things at PetCo while the husband and my mom go to get the taxes done. Should be interesting, to say the least. But I have final say of what breed to get.

Happy February.  :)

So far, the month has been “eh.”  We’re on the 5th day — two days til my 30th bday — and we’ve got a broken computer, craziness @ work, new episodes of TV shows down to zilch and 65 degree weather.  What the frak?!?!

 In the meanwhile,  I am addicted to Bones.  I can’t get enough of it!  I’m fortunate to be a private beta user on Hulu.com and was able to catch up on all the episodes this season and some from the past two. (Yes, I am bummed that they all aren’t on there yet!)  Anyway, it is a great show and I am so in love with David Boreanaz.  So much so that I’ve even begun to watch Buffy the Vampire Slayer!  And I’m sure I’ll move to Angel after that. LOL  I am so a TV junkie.

Tomorrow we head to the neuro and the pulmonary specialist.  Should be an interesting day — especially considering it’s suppose to be 65 degrees and RAINY.  Bleh.  Hopefully we’ll make it back home before the storm arrives that we’re suppose to get.  I love a good thunder/lightning storm, but not while I’m out driving.

And on that note — I’m ready to hit the bed.  I’ve been super busy and am completely exhausted.  Hope everyone is having a fabulously chic February thus far! :) 

Needless to say, starting a diet up again at the same time AF arrives AND you have just quit smoking does NOT make for the nicest few days. We’re on day two of no cigarettes. I think I’m getting a sore throat. I blame not smoking. LOL

We did get to see the ENT last night. And the result — we’ll be going for the adenoid surgery. Apparently his are really bad (and why the frig didn’t the other ENT say squat about it?!). I’m thinking she’ll probably pull the tonsils too - she mentioned those were large as well. (But let me suffer all these years where I hear from any doctor I ever go to for a sore throat - “You have the biggest boobs tonsils I’ve ever seen.”) So the plan is to go to a pulmonary specialist to get a sleep study done to rule out OSA (Obstructed Sleep Apnea) and then she’ll decide how to do the surgery. Poor kiddo. But hopefully we can get this all taken care of and he’ll be the sweet boy I once knew.

And on that note, it’s time to straighten up a bit. (Remember? I’m trying to be more organized. LOL)

*smooches*