So it's like this

First I have like two blogs/journals going right now. But I wanted to divide them up because they are for different purposes. This is my life journal and how I think my other journal is for tracking my weight loss. See I have to lose weight, the doctors keep offering the Gastric bypass. However that is so a no go. I'm sure it works for some people but it's not for the person I rather try something else first. I know I have a lot options and I really don't want to go there. So for now I'm focusing on it my way, we'll see how it works. Here's a blurb from my other journal. http://tqbrowniemom.livejournal.com/2007/01/07/ I'm going to put a link to it on this blog so you can see how I'm doing in other areas of my life.

So a new year

So we are in the start of a new year, and everyone is talking new beginnings. So let's talk new beginnings.

So what are the new beginnings for the DTB for 2007. Well I want to lose weight this year so I've figured out the plan and am almost ready to execute. I am in the beginning phases of our move to England and am truly excited to be going over seas. I am learning more about myself as a person. Just who is this Candace woman? and where has she been for the past 4 to 5 years? If you know please contact Miss DTB @ browniebear94@gci.net with any and all information leading to her whereabouts. She has been AWOL for quite sometime and I'd like to reinstitute her authority in this situation.

So those things being said I'm in for a Doozy of a year. My sanity has already cracked once in the last several months soo we are not looking for a relapse. However if things start to look edgy please be willing to call in the white coats at any time. I was not expecting it but looney bins are quite refreshing, almost vacation like except for the padded walls of course.

Okay So Not Cool

Okay not cool

I am up @ 6am not by choice. My husband went tout to take care of a friend. That was 6-7 hours ago. He has called twice, after I have called him to see what was up. Now I’m getting a little worried. I again called and now there is no answer. I’m being paranoid I know but it’s the night before Thanksgiving. You don’t stay out past 6am on the night before Thanksgiving, well at least not without a damn good reason. So I’m up worried as usual, and my DH has no worries that I’m up as usual. You’d think he knows me enough by now that I would know that he is not here. It’s an internal clock thing, I wake up like every 3 hours when he’s not home and do like a “systems” check. It must be a wife/mom/parent thing. But I’ll tell ya before all this mess with T I could sleep through the night. Now I worry when he’s out and there’s no phone calls. Why does the man even own as cell phone? He doesn’t use it. Okay wait a minute he does use it, he just doesn’t use it to call me.