You have noticed right?
Ok, I'm gonna stop for a minute and you take the time to look around......
It's awesome, I know!
It's funny how it all came about, Angie pimping out my blog.
See, I went over to visit one of my favorite people, Bee at BeesMusings and I realized that everything was different and amazing. Bee had been pimped!
I then read her post where she bragged and rubbed in everyone's face about how AngieSS had pimped her blog all out and look at what a great job she did.
So, in the comments, I wrote something completely subtle and humble cause that's just who I am (stop laughing!). I think my comment went something like "I sure wish Angie would come and pimp my blog. I'm so bored with it. It's actually considering jumping off a bridge cause it's soooo boring." (I'm not talking about Sarcasm, I'm talking about my other blog Rambling Thoughts)
A few days go by and I had actually forgotten about that comment (ha, along with about a million other things) when I get this email. Angie wanted to pimp me out! So she did! And I sent her an email, thanking her from the bottom of my heart, and I may have mentioned that I had another blog she could pimp..hint hint...and she did!
I have to say, I am so thankful to her that she did because I tend to be a bit computer illiterate. Seriously! For example, I just now learned how to use the Paint program on my computer. And isn't Paint like a gagillion years old?
So, Thank you so much Angie! I love the new look and Lord knows, I couldn't have done it without you!
In other news, I have been dealing with the mother of exacerbations!
The pain that I'm always in is doubled and yesterday I woke up talking like Forrest Gump (well, not exactly like Forrest but that's kind of how I feel. I keep feeling like I should say "I'm not a smart man Ginny, But I know what love is!"), and my balance is way off. I mean WAY OFF.
Let me try to explain it to you: Most people know when they're standing up or even when they're falling over right? Well, I feel completely normal until I feel myself hit the floor.
What is up with that?
And as most of you know, having your eyes closed doesn't help much but there are some times when you just can't help it.
For Example: My neurologist asked me if I closed my eyes when washing my hair in the shower. I said "Of course I do, have you ever gotten shampoo in your eyes? It hurts!"
By the way, I think this is why my neuro at Georgetown treats me, I tend to be a bit entertaining.
Anyways, he says "Well, you've got to stop it. Wash your hair with your eyes open so that you don't fall."
And I've tried to do it but the thing is, it's been built into my daily habits. When I was "Little Tracy" and my mom was teaching me how to wash my hair, she told me to "keep my eyes shut". And then there would be times when I would forget to shut my eyes and the soap would get in and I would start screaming things like "Owe! Soap is in my eyeballs! Owwwwwww!" and I remember my mom saying "Well, I said to keep your dadblamed eyes shut! Whatsamatter with you??"
So, yeah, now I am having trouble keeping my eyes OPEN when I know that they should be SHUT. And I really don't think that this is where I intended on going when I started writing about my flare up but, hey, the mind has a...um....mind of it's own right?
And I'm still not in the "Christmas Spirit" and I don't mean all of those crazy shoppers version of the Christmas Spririt where you have to trample and shoot people.
I'm just not feeling it this year.
Normally, we would get a tree the weekend after Thanksgiving. This year, still no tree.
I have totes of decorations that are always put out the same weekend as the tree. This year they are still toted.
I don't know why I'm feeling like this. Does this fall into the "First Year of MS" category or is this something all it's own?
Well, one thing I did do was get the kids Christmas portraits taken. And that is what I'll leave you with.