I am itching for a vacation.  These past few days have found me on almost every travel site just trying to figure out where to go — and when.  July is completely shot so that leaves us with the months of June and August to go anywhere.  We’re at a point in our lives now where our vacations are limited to summers, Spring Breaks and Christmas breaks since Erynne is now in school.  *pause* Well, that is if we must include Erynne in all of our vacation plans, right?  One time, I found a great (read: inexpensive) package to Ireland (air, accomodations, car rental, etc!) for the hubby and I.  I thought it would be a great treat for us as we’ve always wanted to visit Ireland (blame it on the movie, P.S. I Love You!).  The response I got?  “What about Erynne?  I thought you wanted to bring our kid(s) all over the world.”  Ahm… okay.  Not quite the scene I was imagining in Ireland so scratch that, shall we?  And with all this Swine Flu talk going around, a cruise or land package to Mexico is out of the question — at least, for now (which is kinda lame since I’m in the mood for a cruise… and no, I don’t want to take any more Caribbean cruises for a while).  And that “there’s always Disneyland and Erynne would love that…” — sorry, I won’t settle for just going to Disneyland.  That’s practically down the street so that shouldn’t count as vacation.

Got this from Alpha’s blog as I was reading about identity theft protection:

I need to start taking chances again.  Last chance I took, I scared the hell out of my family by telling them I was going to marry someone I’d met over the internet.  It was both scary and exciting at the same time because who knew what was waiting for me when I packed my bags, gave up my job and flew to the other side of the world?  Never mind that everything could be a fluke — what was important was that I was operating outside of everyone’s comfort zone and I l-o-v-e-d it.  Where’d that girl go?!

It’s been awhile since I’ve posted about my weight loss.  Don’t worry, I haven’t given in to weight loss pills (which, I’m sure, if I had, I might have lost weight beyond my fortysomething loss).  I’ve lost practically zilch since the Christmas holidays, what with all the eating I’ve done since.  But *crosses fingers*, I hope I’m back in the zone.  Too early yet to tell as Sunday was the first time I walked back into Weight Watchers after being gone for more than a month (I had this idea I could do this alone somehow, ha!).  Good news?  I was only up .2 pounds since my last weigh-in.  Which means… I was able to lose those more than 5 (or 6 or 7, who knows!) pounds of cupcakes and non-stop eating when I reunited with my highschool friends last month.  Add the birthday cake my sister and I munched on when she celebrated her birthday with us for a few days this month.

Forgive the eloquence:  losing weight is a b*&^%!

Taken the day before her 4th birthday.  As you can see, she’s no longer a baby *insert sad face here*.  I think this is her happy dance — her dad and I had just arrived with cupcakes to celebrate with her classmates when I took this photo.  Sigh.  Before you know it, she’ll be at the bars celebrating her birthday — without mommy and daddy!

Like many Americans out there, it pains me to think of the money I’ve lost on my 401k.  I don’t even bother looking at the reports anymore because I know it’s nothing but bad news.  Many say to continue sticking it out because things will pick back up one day and all won’t be lost.  Can it be sooner than later then?  I’m wondering if now would be the right time to contact Monex Deposit Company (MDC) to invest in gold.  I don’t really know much about investing in precious metals but I’m sure with 30 years of knowledge and experience, I’d be in good hands with MDC.  They can arrange for personal delivery or safe storage at an independent bank or depository should you be interested in purchasing gold or other precious metals.

If changing and experimenting with themes isn’t an indication that I’m trying to bounce back into the world of blogging, then I don’t know what is.  After much prodding (oh okay, maybe once, twice or three times only) from Liv, here I am.  That and I really have been wanting to blog but every time I attempt to do so, I get “sidetracked”  (more excuses!).  So far, I’m not really digging the themes I’ve pulled from the grave so needless to say, this blog is again, a work in progress until I find peace with its appearance.  In the meantime, I figured I’d give it a go with an entry to well, let you know I am alive and kicking .

Oh, and the brimming news part?  Forget it.  News: not pregnant.  It was a false alarm!  I was finally diagnosed as having “slight” PCOS which explains the reason why we are struggling with this baby making stuff.  Funny as it might sound, despite being fabulously fatter since giving birth to Erynne, I didn’t think we’d have too hard of a time conceiving our second child.  Boy, was I wrong.  But rest assured, I’m not losing hope nor am I depressed.  I’m simply taking all this as meaning God has bigger and better plans for me, for us.  That said, it’s all good and no, this is not some kind of defense mechanism to mask any type of bitterness (haha).  Really, I’m in a happy place and if “it” happens, then it happens.  I wish, however, I could say the same about the hubby… but I can’t.  He really wants that sibling for Erynne.  (Ob-gyne has offered to start fertility treatments on me but her and I have decided to hold off so I can lose more weight–another post in itself!–and in that way, conceive naturally.  If, she says, I start to stress out about the whole getting pregnant deal, we could certainly start treatments whenever I was ready.  All signs though seem to point to not being ready, much as I say I want another baby).

So there you have it.  No baby, no pregnancy but still okay as ever.

Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have a meeting with my laundry hamper.  Fun!