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Just Kidding!!!!
Today I went back to the dentist to figure out a "treatment plan" and to get my teeth cleaned. Let's just say that I hate going to the dentist. I am so happy that I found a guy that I like, but why, oh why is it like torture to go to a dentist? I had my butt cheeks clenched the whole time. I couldn't help it! It didn't even hurt, but it was agonizing. I don't know. It was so dentisty! Anyways, the thing I am kidding about is the gap. I wasn't kidding when I wrote the post about whether to close the gap, but that was before I knew how much it would cost to do it! YIKES! Yeah right! If it were crazy cheap (which for some crazy reason I thought it was) then I would maybe consider it, but thousands of dollars? No thanks.…
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Today I went to the dentist to fix my broken tooth. This is the same broken tooth that broke during my ninth month of pregnancy. So yeah, 19 months later and I am finally getting it fixed!!! My last dentist experience was AWFUL so I was completely nervous going in, but as soon as the dentist walked in the room, I was at peace. He is such a nice guy! He was confident that they could fix my broken tooth (along with some cavities). Ew. He pointed out that I still had all my teeth. My wisdom teeth hadn't been pulled. This led to the fact that my teeth on the bottom could become crowded and that if they did, he could give me Invisilign (or something like that) to fix the teeth on the bottom. He then went on to say that he could also fix the gap I…
Read MoreFarm Girl
I am NOT a farm girl, yet I am living on a farm. A real farm with a barn and goats! My dad always had a farm and would try to talk me into coming out and living on the farm. Yeah, not so appealing. I don't think there is anything wrong with living on a farm if that is your thing, but for me, the negatives outweigh the positives. This farm that we are living on has been the most perfect place for us to live during our transition. We are getting out of our comfort zone, but also finding peace and calm in the nature. It is so drastic from where we moved from. Paris, France to a small city on a farm! Today was a perfect example of why I am not cut out to be a farm girl. This evening Justin and I were hanging out…
Read MoreLazy Workout Thoughts
I have been debating working out since 7pm tonight. I made a few excuses, said I would do it after we watched a movie, said I would do it after my mom went to bed, said I would do it after laundry, and now it is almost 1am. I am still debating the workout. I want to go to bed, but I also want to get in that workout today. But what am I doing instead of working out? Yes, posting on my blog, thinking of excuses not to work out. Wouldn’t a workout energize me right now? And I don’t want that before I go to bed, right? I don’t want to have to shower as well. I already washed my face. I wouldn’t want to have to re-wash it! Plus, I can just work out in the morning. One day off isn’t going to kill me! Well, except…
Read MoreAlways missing someone
I seriously feel like the title of this post could be my life motto. One of the amazing things about traveling and living in so many different places is that we get to meet so many new friends! It is also one of the hardest things about moving and traveling. I always feel like there is someone I miss. Last week I desperately missed Justin. He’s back! YAY!!! Tonight I desperately miss my sister. Her and her kids left today. I had such a fun week with them and am feeling a bit lonely now that she is gone. Every night together we would stay up late and watch a movie or do pilates together or have a dance competition. It was good times. So now I am cleaning and posting on my blog. Not quite as fun as dancing to Justin Timberlake or giggling as we do little pilates…
Read MoreStuff
Today was the day that Justin picked up all our STUFF from the shipping company. Yes, it arrived! A billion dollars later, it is here! I didn’t think it was going to be a big deal. We had just seen the STUFF in Paris a few weeks ago. Some of our STUFF in Paris had been ruined by rats and who knows what else (I talked about that in a previous post). I seriously try not to get attached to STUFF, but it hard. There is memory in STUFF. Pretty much the whole reason Justin and I even decided to ship furniture back to the states is because we wanted Maisie’s crib. We kept talking about how great it will be to have her crib. After all, we had worked very hard on this crib! We LOVED this crib! Little baby goo goo loved this crib too! We all loved…
Read MoreNo Regrets
I think I might be a pre-beauty school dropout. I have always wanted to be a hair dresser. I mean, this is the only thing I ever remember wanting when I was a kid. But things happened and I instead went to a little private school in California, not giving anymore thought to this hairdressing. I got a job after college and worked in social work for a few years before stumbling across cutting hair. It all happened one night when Justin’s hair grew out to a disgustingly long molester like look. I couldn’t handle it anymore. YUCK! I could barely kiss him without puking a little in my mouth (ok, just teasing, but needed to go there to get my point across). One night, Justin was brave enough to let me cut his hair. We figured we would just shave it if it was horrible. It wasn’t horrible at…
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