randomness....

it's been awhile. there's nothing really exciting going on this week.

i did start drinking joint juice. and no, not weed juice. i'm not sure about it. i think it's making me nauseous. no i'm NOT preggo. i loved elations for joints, but that was kinda expensive for the amount of cans at sams. hmm...maybe if i can make it thru these 24 cans of joint juice i'll switch back.

if you have joint pain, i highly recommend elations. it has 2 good flavors (i like the white grape/raspberry combo). and it really does work after about a week. you can also drink it at room temp., it's not a fizzy drink. which is good, cause really...who wants to be burping forever at 8.30am?

joint juice is different. it's fizzy and you have to drink it cold! it's kinda nasty when it gets warm. it's a really small can (like the teeny cokes). there was only 1 flavor, tropical punch, which is ok.

got a wedding to go to this weekend! can't wait! excited for natalie! little mans is excited also! he can go play with his friends grace and gabe. hope that'll wear him out!

i've also decided he's not my child. he likes spicy food. wtf?! yes i'm from south louisiana and yes i hate spicy food. UGH. NASTY. GROSS. keep that shit to yourself. the asian soy ginger noodles usually have a kick and he sucks those right up! last nite he had jambalya (from the box and it's not zatarains...ick, way too spicy) and he was justa eatin' each piece of rice. it wasn't too spicy, but it did have a kick. he got that from his daddy. definitely not me.

he's also "found" his lawn mower toy he got in march from his grandparents. LOUD!!! he loves it though, just walking up and down the den/kitchen area. back and forth.

and he eats cashew's...little cannibal! i was raised catholic, dan's jewish.

catholic + jewish = cashew.

we're starting our own race! friends are having a little girl cashew in july....

watch out...we're going to get you!!! muahahahahaha

chili

today i was working on the front page of the paper. since it's a once a week paper, i had to add a line to the top of the mast about the chili cook off.

i hadn't even gotten a chance to get started on it when boss says, add flames to the bottom of the gazette. ok, it looks cool.

so i was going to take a picture of peppers...something like this....

and then i was going to make it transparent and put the chili cookoff info on top.

sounds cool, right? well it did in my head...but......

i get the picture in place, still manipulating its size/etc...

boss: oh...you can't use that photo

** as coworker is turning around to see **

coworker: yeah it's ALL meat chili

boss: yeah can't have that picture, they have to cook like 50 lbs of meat for the cookoff.

i sat there trying not to laugh and i was thinking and my mouth was starting to open to explain, but my common sense took over.

damn you common sense!!

it was really hard not to laugh. they were so matter of fact about it.

i searched for pictures of chili pots, bowls of chili and a lot of pictures were of chili peppers. that was hard seeing chili's and not being able to use them...

cause well it's all meat chili.

so i ended up with a fat man cartoon guy with the wording...and he looks like he's being roasted since there's fire under his feet.

what i'd like to know is...

is it going to be a giant meatball at the chili cookoff?

what do you do if there's no chili at the chili cookoff?

what seasonings do they use at the chili cookoff if it's not chili's?

i really hope when i was that age (i'm the oldest in the bunch by about 5 years) that i wasn't that naive!

seriously that was the best laugh i've had all week! next time you eat chili i bet you're going to think of this!

they even asked what was on top of the chili bowl that i found...chili peppers and sour cream. they thought that was weird.

is that weird? i didn't think so.

*sigh* kids these days....

as usual i came home for lunch. that was great. sat outside waiting for the rain to come as we ate lunch. had reeses cups for dessert. thomas left his mark on me...chocolate hand print on my jeans. lysol wipes took most of it off. i didn't care, it was a sign of love!

and to TG, thanks for being a great friend all those years ago! so glad you emailed me the other day. you're still the same sweet and funny girl i knew. and we need to figure out a day to get together for catching up!

the story of my psoriasis

i've bitched a lot about my psoriasis...so here's why.

my 1st dermatologist thinks my spots started from the stress of '05 (dad dying and katrina) since they first started in december and got worse in jan, when i finally went to find out what it was.

i was on creams, foam, tape...you name it. i

've been slathered in $450 tubes of taclonex and had saran wrap wrapped over me...in the hot ass summer. try sleeping like that for 1 nite. then try it for 2 weeks. you don't sleep much without the fun sound of plastic squeaking.

2nd derm was UVB light therapy. that started to work and then i became preggo. thomas cleared up my spots....that was awesome! when you have spots and become knocked up, you can get cleared or get worse. i was nice and tan for the 1st time in my entire life! it's basically the same as a tanning bed, but the UVB rays instead of the lights at the tanning bed to make you orange.

after thomas came, my spots started coming back. slooowl

y. about 2 weeks after i had him, i was looking like i had the pox again. back to light therapy. that wasn't getting me anywhere. i was just getting the sunburn with no spots disappearing. i asked him for the humira. he said get the over the counter stuff for joints. derm #2 was more interested in cosmetic shit. *eye roll*

with no spots disappearing and being cranky cause i couldn't move...i thought that was just because i wasn't use to picking up a 10lb baby...but no, after looking online, figured it was psoriatic arthritis.

back to derm #1. he gave me more of the $450 taclonex...glad it only cost me $50...and told me to use that. then after a week when the spots were still there, i said i wanted humira. blood test followed and they then thought i had lupus. next day another blood test and over a week wait, no lupus but he wants to see me again. then i had to get the records from the horrible bone and joint clinic...NEVER go there...

after waiting another week for them to send my records...this is n

ow mid-june '09. i had been on the quest for humira since jan.

so the break thru...an email from abbot pharm...the makers of humira. they were holding a q&a in baton rouge to talk about it. there was a moderator, dr and a nurse all with humira experience. the dr......dr. ira thorla. he has spots too. he's been on everything and tried everything.

i'm thinking fuck yeah! somebody that FINALLY understands.

FINALLY!

i saw him the beginning of july and when he took 1 look at me, stamped his rx pad with a starter pack of humira and a regular rx for it. not even 5 minutes of meeting him, he handed it over. he's just wonderful!

humira hurt. take your fork and stab a piece of meat. HARD. i can't even begin to tell you how much i cried it hurt so much! i needed chocolate every time i had that shot. 1st injection was 2 shots. 40mg each. in the thigh. holy fucking hell that hurt. it made me really sleepy too. i slept all nite, pretty much the enti

re 9 hour drive to knoxville and that nite. i did pretty well going around dollywood for being unable to move for 5 months. i was pretty proud of that accomplishment!

then in sept, humira stopped working for the spots. it worked for the joints so i didn't care. but by then it hurt to sit, it hurt to stand, it hurt to lay down. i was pre

tty raw. my joints felt fine, but it stopped working for the spots. then the spots became unbearable, so i went back to my awesome dermatologist in baton rouge. yes, my derm is in baton rouge. he's wonderful, did i mention that? did i mention how he ALWAYS has a spot open on the day i want to see him? how he ALWAYS is seeing me before the appt time? love a dr. that is on time and doesn't make you wait!

and to tell you how dedicated i was taking my humira...my shot day fell in the middle of the week we were at disney world. it came along double bagged in a ziplock in the ice chest. and yes i had an awesome piece of chocolate (the giant non-pareil that i LOVE!) with my shot. yes i'm that way with the enbrel too...3 shots had to come with us in march on our trip to baltimore. sadly no yummy disney chocolate to take with it.

so here...these pics are from dec. '09. over 70% body coverage.

my back...

the side of my leg....

if you frequent my facebook, you can look at me and see my skin is clear now thanks to enbrel. i started it in mid-jan. i went from 2 40mg shots a month to 2 50mg shots a WEEK. i didn't believe boy did it right the 1st time with enbrel because it didn't hurt. i inspected the pen, the needle, the clear bubble where you can see the drug...i was shocked.

the wow it didn't hurt this time happens more frequently, but there are times he hits a more tender spot and i whine, cry and have a piece of chocolate.... because that's a lot of medicine and a needle shoving itself into my belly twice a week.

so...here's tonight weekly shot video....tonight was a wow, it didn't hurt at all nite.

the mondays

had a good time this weekend. we headed to ground zero in louisiana, buras, where katrina came ashore that horrible monday morning. it's still pretty end of the world looking down there. still sad to see the shell's of homes that haven't rebuilt, the trailers...

the crawfish boil was fun though! lots of good crawfish, i don't think we picked the winning team with our little wooden tokens. but it's really not hard to do crawfish good. except i hate it when it's too spicy. yuck. tako toddy's are also yummy. its a plaquemines parish thing. whiskey, sugar water and lemon juice. it has a kick, but it's a really sweet drink. that's the only way i'll drink whiskey! i was nice and tipsy after 1. so i had to have another. tha

t's when i decided i needed more crawfish. then we left and dan had me changing thomas' diaper. i think he did that for his own enjoyment! i got the cutest butt shot of thomas though. he rolled over, shorts at his ankles and no diaper on standing in the back of my vue. here's a cute shot, but sorry...it's not his cute little butt!

and of course, i had to pee. blood pressure medicine is bad enough, makes you pee alot, but add in drinking and OMFG i felt like i was knocked up again. on the way back up to civilization, there are not many places to pee. once we found a gas station, there was a line for the women's. i walked into the men's room. it was a 1 stall bathroom. screw that waiting in line shit when you have to pee, you have to pee. and women take too long.

after all the excitement of the day, my body hurt. 3 nuerton's and 2 asprins took forever to kick in. i don't think the enbrel even helped. so all i wanted to do sunday was nothing. just sit on the sofa, watch tv and do nothing...but...

we got a new toilet. yay! it's been almost 2 months since we've been without a downstairs powder room. been almost 4 months since the pipe exploded in our garage and flooded it with water. so glad that's fixed. now i can give up the baby tub and use the big tub in the big bathroom.

thomas does not like the big tub. he won't sit down. even after i sat him down and showed him he could splash even more than in his baby tub. i guess i need to get him a helmet so he won't crack his skull if he slips.

then today was work. i'm really missing my anti-social not leaving the house, just playing with thomas, sushi and vester days. i'm still learning shit at work. i've gotten a ton of it down, yeah i maybe a little slow to go oh...ok...that's where it goes or oh..that's what i have to do next. well today was the day to make the film to go to press. she has to give me corrections and then i fix them and they get sent to film, then to the press then to make a paper.

i asked thursday and friday for shit and today i ask again and she's like oh, it's on there now. wtf you don't do shit and you can't get the 1 thing i've asked 3 days for...multiple times a day. i can't deal with ADD bosses. then she's like where did you get the numbers for the census...on the link you sent me. well they don't match now....it's a map that updates the numbers at least once a day...so i'm guessing since last monday, the numbers have changed. but hey...that's just my logic. hers said they were lower than what i had. so i'm not sure if she sent me the wrong map link or wtf she's smoking.

then to top the day off, dan and i went to walmart. now that's always an adventure. today was no different. we're pulling in the side entrance and there is a guy in the middle of the fucking road bending over tying his shoe....not to mention he had camo on so we couldn't see him... :D

now ask yourself this...is this the best place you could tie your shoe?? he wasn't a kid either...he had to be mid-30's to 40's. i guess it would have made sense to walk the few steps to the entrance to the garden center and tie it there.

then there was the guy in the next parking row that loved to keep clicking his "it's locked and alarm is set" button on the key ring. it was about 4 times as we were getting out of the car and thomas in the cart. then fuck...we're unloading groceries and he's walking out doing the same damn thing. really? you think you're that hot shit?! and it was a mid-90's blazer. yes...people are just dying to steal that shit! small penis syndrome i'm guessing. :D

oh but...easter deals at walmart! got thomas a really cute basket next year for 75 cents! blue wicker with little painted on cars, some plastic gay pride eggs, plastic camo eggs that were 50 cents, stuffed sheep $2.75, egg dye kits for 40 cents and finally peanut butter eggs 4 pack for 60 cents. peeps were 24 cents. hell to the yeah! i loves me some on sale chocolate!

and finally...where has thomas learned to stick his tongue out like gene simmons? we watched about an hour of family jewels yesterday, but he didn't do that at all in the show. but today, it's been out!

i'm thinking tomorrow ya'll may get a look at my psoriasis cause it's shot day.

the first scrape

hmm...what do i have to say today...

yesterday was pretty rough. thomas turned 16 months old...how'd that happen?

the 1st of major scrapes and bruises happened yesterday when i wasn't here. :( thomas, sushi and mom were outside on the back patio. sushi decided to go crazy as usual, her normal let me take off like a bat outta hell and run giant circles around the giant cactus growth. well her take off involved knocking thomas to the ground...on the cement. glad it's smooth cement and not the rough stuff, cause he'd look even worse. the right side of his face is all scrapped up. cheek, eyebrow, forehead, elbow...some bacatracin...because we have no neosporin in the house since i'm allergic to it...shut up! i'm allergic to everything...seems to be doing well. he seemed to be fine yesterday, mom was shaken up. poor mom. of all the days i didn't go home for lunch.

he was doing alright cause we went to the hornets thank you party. mom of the year award...i pushed his stroller right thru the door where the sign said NO MINORS ALLOWED! i don't think 16 months is too young to start him out in a barroom...he is from new orleans after all!

we all had spinach dip and some sort of pork with flavorings...i think it was the chili sauce and grape jelly. it was decent. thomas loved it. we got to see marcus thorton and darren collison. sadly my boyfriend, aaron gray, wasn't there. thomas did flirt with the whorenets...i mean honeybees. i wanted crawfish, but boy waited to long to go get it....it was sold out! well at a $1/lb, people were buying like crazy!

i think the most amazing part of it all was finding a spot and having no problems leaving the cbd. and no tourists standing in the middle of the street. that's my favorite. especially when they look at me...in the big suv barreling down the street...like i'm the one who has lost my mind. if only i could hit them like in a video game. dumbasses. i don't go to your city and stand in the middle of the street. i don't care how cool our architecture is, get out of the street!

we're off to a crawfish boil tomorrow...guiness world records is supposed to be there cause they think they're going to break the record of most crawfish sacks in like 3 hours time.

hope it's good.

this and that rants

soooo i have a job. had it for about a month now. doing graphics. it's not a bad job. i check one of the millions of email accts today and there is a quiz that boss lady wants us to take. i despise those stupid ass which one are you and all this other crap. http://www.getmotivatedbook.com/Test.aspx that is the quiz.

the way i look at a job...show up, be on time, be nice (even though i'm pretty anti-social) and do the damn work. not to take quizzes so you can analyze me. i declined. besides...that takes up time i need to do actual work.

you know that work that you gave me cause you're sooooo busy you can't do and

give me because i'm awesome and finished my work.

anyways...

glad i get to come home and see my little mans at lunch every day. that's usually the best part of my day.

a couple of weeks ago, we bought this GIANORMOUS bottle of super miracle bubbles. it's like 100 oz's of bubbles.

just what every almost 16 month old needs! well they don't do shit! lots and lots of bubble goop dripped everywhere and no damn bubbles. it doesn't even work in the bubble machine.

a waste of $4. if you have to get bubbles, get the smaller different colored bottle of bubbles...that shit works.

finally...

if you can't go the damn speed limit, stay the hell off the roads. yes jimmy's kid driver of van #8, i'm talking to you. you've got a newer van, nobody in front of you, speed limit is 55 and you go 35?

get the fuck off the road.

1st post

welcome bitches! this is my new spot!

i've missed my blog on myspace, so i'm trying this out.

so...sit down, shut up and enjoy!