The Dentist

I am terrified of dentists. Yep I am one of those kind of people. Yesterday was my day off and I had a dentist appointment. But everything went good and now my teeth are all nice and clean. I am happy I went but god do I hate the dentist!

The rest of my day off wasn’t bad either. My boyfriend Randall went to the dentist with me and was prepared to hold my hand if needed. I am really lucky to have such a great boyfriend. I don’t think I’ve ever been so happy or in live with someone.

Life is great and that’s all that matters!


Day Off (Finally!)

Today is finally a day off for me, tomorrow too! Yes I still have a chiropractor appointment today but nothing to bad today. I need to do laundry also. Luckily my boyfriend is really awesome about helping me. I am really lucky to have him. I am also very lucky that he didn’t dip out after my accident. (Dip out means disappear, mom.) I really like our relationship. It’s easy and I understand that you have to work to make it work, but after a few bad relationships with that philosophy in mind my new thought on relationships is if it’s not worth the work to make it work (i.e. If the work in the relationship isn’t making it better or you happy) why work for it? I definitely do not condone stringing someone along. That’s just cruel. If it’s over don’t hide it while you’re out with a secret lover. Just let that sick relationship die. Who knows you might still be able to be friends (but probably not…).

Okay, I am done with my rant. I promise. I do feel bad for a dear friend’s situation with her resent relationship. To put it shortly she was with her boyfriend for sometime, I want to say for 2 years or almost that, they had to do long distance and now it’s over. That’s the sad thing about long distance relationships though. If it’s hard to make it work it won’t work. Usually it ends very badly, like someone cheating, and it can be very depressing and discouraging. But I’ve realized something from my experiences with just bad relationships, you may not realize that you can do better. You can feel stuck but there is always a way out. But remember, “Do what’s right, not what’s easy.” I don’t know who originally said that but I’ve seen it from Tommy Chong a lot on Facebook.

It’s not always easy. That’s the hard part of life. But if you’re going to survive life with some dignity for yourself left (because let’s face it you should care how you feel about yourself and not how others do) you’ll try to do what’s right. You may not accomplish peace or a total sense of right but you tried. You have to try! Okay I am really done ranting now. I promise.


I just got home from work and I am sitting in my chair that my amazing boyfriend moved into our bedroom for me so I could sit and play on the computer if I wanted. It’s the best chair for me to sit in now and it reliefs a large majority of my pain. I am also stoked because my boyfriend made more of the chicken tacos I love! Good evening. And here is an adorable picture of Rory and I. I’ve been neglecting him a little in the love department since I can’t pick him up right now.

Chiropractor Visit #3 and Sunflowers

I am starting to love going to the chiropractor, especially since my accident has left me a lump of pain with shoes. I am always a little worried when my chiropractor pushes hard on my back that I am going to fart. And of course in my mind it’s not going to be a little, unnoticeable toot but something horrible that can’t be unnoticed to save my poor throbbing back. I am really amazed at some of the positions it takes to pit my back at ease again. But I always leave feeling great.
But of course then there’s my own personal massage therapist at home. My boyfriend, Randall, has been amazing during this. Rubbing me whenever I need it and then sometimes when I don’t. I’d be so much worse without him.
I’ve noticed I am so tired now. It’s like it takes nothing to zap my energy. Plus the anti-anxiety pills make me drowsy. I am just hoping for pain pills since I am popping ibuprofen down like skittles.
I got a card in the mail today from my mom, who was desperately trying to find a way to come see me after the accident. Unfortunately we have to wait for our scheduled vacation time. I realized though from that card today though the reason why I love yellow and sunflowers. The last 2 cards I’ve gotten from my mom have been cards with a sunflower on the covers. Sunflowers are happy to me. Just the ultimate symbol of happiness.


The past couple of days have really made me think about my current relationship. And after considering everything, I am very happy with my relationship and my life right now. Yes there will always be moments of our pasts that we regret, but sometimes things happen the way they do for a bigger reason.
I love being with my boyfriend, Randall, and I don’t think I’ve ever been happier. Live seems so easy now. I don’t have to try to be happy.
Who knows maybe someday Randall and I might get married. Maybe in a couple of years…Still terrified at the thought of kids though…


I love that word. It’s such a great way to say happy accident. A good word to describe my life too. (Tehe!)
My boyfriend and I were at WalMart looking at packs of lighters. There’s nothing worse than running out of lighters, except maybe getting a pack with something stupid on each and ever one of them! So I look at every pack to get cool lighters.
We found a pack with 2 mustaches, a pickle, a beaver and 1 Only In America. Being the hilarious perverted couple that we are, we found this pack of lighters awesome.