The Move

It was decided long ago that Los Alamos no longer held it's allure for us and that living there did us no good at all. The only thing was to choose a city we wanted to live in and then find a suitable home. After a month we had narrowed it down to two cities; Lubbock TX and Rio Rancho NM. We were having a hard time choosing between the two since both had their appeal...
Lubbock is in a different state, has almost no rush hour traffic, has a lot of parks and ponds/lakes, is visually appealing, has Texas Tech, house prices are low, is far away from both mothers that drop in visits would not happen.

Rio Rancho has all the shops and entertainment we wanted, great new high school, close to dads in case of emergencies, new or newer homes, close to friends, one of us knows our way around the area, area is always growing, new things are being added and home values will rise after a few years.

Of course there were cons on both sides as well.
Lubbock is far away in case something happens to one of our dads, there isn't a lot to keep us entertained, Lubbock isn't expanding and the house market is suspected to remain the same in the next few years.

Rio Rancho is close enough to one of our mothers but she at least isn't known to just drop in without warning first, the rush hour traffic is atrocious, house prices are a little steep, there is construction always around, not a lot of parks or walker friendly areas.

In the end we did decide on Rio Rancho NM mainly due to the fact it is close enough to Albuquerque that there are things for us to do, if something happens to either of our dads the trip to see them is short and doable without breaking the bank, the area is growing and being added to so the house values are expected to rise.

After figuring out the city, finding the house we wanted was actually a lot easier than it had been in the past. We decided to rent the house for the month of June and go to closing at the end of June with promises that any problems we notified the seller of would be taken care of even after closing. The move itself went as well as a move could go. Friday morning of the 4th we went to collect the large moving truck and my mother/step father.

At first there is no organization to how things are being placed into the moving truck which posed to be a big problem since we had more than enough stuff to fill the truck which we didn't actually think we did to begin with. After a few minutes of rearranging things we managed to get all the important things loaded into the truck just before nightfall. We had two friends and my mom and step-dad helping loading the truck. We took everyone out to dinner which cost us a little over $100.

We drove down to the new house that night with my mom and step-dad who helped us unload the beds and blankets then headed home with a promise to come back the next day to help unload the rest of the truck. One of our friends who helped us load was also going to come down to help unload. Apparently sleeping in the spacious library wasn't as good of an idea as was first thought as I supposedly snored badly that night and it echoed off the high bare walls bringing thoughts of Godzilla to unsleeping minds. I still require proof of this event to even consider it as truth.

Next morning our friend arrived and helped us finish unloading the truck. This is also the morning where I actually don't want to drink the coffee I brewed--turns out the water in Rio Rancho is nasty. Not just icky or gross, but downright N-A-S-T-Y. Drinking it straight from the tap made my face swell up and gave me that chipmunk look no one actually wants. It made my coffee undrinkable which I never imagined could happen. We now have 5 gallon and 3 gallon bottles for drinking and cooking water.

My mom and step-dad arrive after the truck is unloaded but help us move boxes and furniture to the appropriate rooms and even with a little unpacking. Quickly the running joke around the house is if we can't find it and ask where such-and-such is the answer is going to be "It's in a box".

We start making a list of problems that need to be fixed so that we can give the list to the seller. We use New Mexico Landlord law as a base on what we should put on the list as things a landlord is required to fix for tenants. We e-mail the list to the seller per the seller's request as they inform us they only pick their paper mail up once a month. Seller keeps giving us different numbers as to what is needed moneywise to bring to closing. In the end we have to milk another three hundred dollars out of an almost tapped out stone known as our checking account.

Closing comes and goes and I am still stunned at the unorganization of the city of Rio Rancho. I'm coming from a city that everything that is needed is found in one place: electricity, gas, water and waste. One call in Los Alamos along with one deposit took care of all four of those much needed services. Rio Rancho however you must call four different companies and supply four different costly deposits in order to get these much needed services. Which no one decided to inform us of until close to last minute. I had set up electricity (PNM) and cable/internet/phone (CableOne--this after a huge run around from Quest on whether or not the area we were moving to offered 20 meg internet services or the 7) services. It wasn't until after moving in that we were informed that we had to set up a gas account with New Mexico Gas and garbage with Waste Management of New Mexico as well as water with the city of Rio Rancho. All wanting deposits over $100--a couple charging it to the account to be paid with the first billing, the other two wanting it up front. Needless to say this extra was NOT budgeted due to the fact we just didn't know.

Before signing we took the paperwork for the house to a friend who is an attorney. They okayed the contract and Steve's mom also said everything looked fine, so at closing I went ahead and paid the money and signed the papers. Shortly after receiving copies of the signed paperwork I take the time to actually read the paperwork I signed and find a few things that was NOT even talked about when we went over the contract with the seller. I.E. paying an extra $215 a month for taxes AND for a insurance policy the seller still has on the house--the seller is already on our home insurance paperwork as requested (we're buying the house through the seller and not through a bank b.t.w.) but now we're also paying their insurance policy they have on our house. Also we're only paying interest on the house, none of the money we pay per month goes towards the actual principal. Which means when the contract is up in 10 years, we're no closer to having the home paid off then we are at this very moment UNLESS we opt to pay extra money per month. Also despite many emails and calls/texts the seller has not gotten back to us on when they plan on having the things we listed before closing that need to be fixed fixed. They called Steve once and congratulated him on the house and that was it. The seller only talks to Steve despite the fact that I am the one on the paperwork and I'm the one who basically is buying the house not Steve. But since that one call we have heard nothing. Everything is going unanswered and I have no idea if we can do anything legally about it since it was requested we email everything and not send it via snail mail and everything is through Steve's email account and not mine. I do know that the seller said "e-mail would probably be better than regular mail because I only pick up my mail every few days, so just send me a list and we will work out something regarding these issues." because every time Steve emailed the seller I was put as a Bcc to everything even replies he made to emails the seller sent him.

The house itself isn't too bad. It needs a few upgrades and a water system so we don't have to keep getting bottled water but these are things we are planning on getting either with my tax house credit (first time home buyer) and/or with a settlement that has nothing to do with the house.

On top of all of this lovely mess, we have to take our previous landlady to small claims court! We moved out of the rental on June 4, we paid rent for the month of May and informed her early May that we were looking at other homes since she hinted at wanting the house we were renting for her in-laws who just moved to the States and were living with her. NM tenant law states that a landlord has 30 days from when the tenant moves out to provide them with in writing a detailed list of what damages were done to the property and where the deposit was used and how much. By July 6th we had gotten nothing from our landlady (we did provide a forwarding address to her) so we emailed her about getting our deposit back and sending her links to the NM Tenant laws that applied; this included the law about the 30 days in writing and what can and cannot be considered as normal wear and tear. She THEN emailed us a list of "damages" and how much she "paid" to fix them, which she claims is more than our deposit was. She is also trying to 'charge' us with normal wear and tear things like painting and cleaning. She also printed out the email she sent us and mailed it to us. Both of them arrived AFTER the 30 days were up. In fact they arrived 32 days after the fact. So we went back up to Los Alamos and filed with small claims court so that we can get our deposit back. All we know at this point is that she has been served the paperwork, no clue on when we have to be in court for this though.

Monday when we went to register Scott for high school in Rio Rancho we were informed that we need his actual birth certificate (not a copy) as well as a utility bill proving residence and a $30 registering fee. When we called the district on this issue back in May/June after knowing we were moving there we were told that since Scott went to school in that district for kindergarten we wouldn't need his birth certificate and that a voter registration card with the new address on it would work the same as a utility bill. But Cleveland turned us down flat on both things saying Scott was no longer in the system since it's been a few years since he went to school in that district so a birth certificate was required and that we would need a utility bill no matter what. they really didn't care what district told us this was THEIR rules. We can't register him for school now until the first day so he doesn't know if he's going to get the classes he really wants (forensic science for example) or what bus he's going to take to get home. It's turned into a unneeded nightmare. Not to mention we wasted an hour just to find this information out since they were so unorganized.

All the first month bills have finally been paid and hopefully they will be more manageable now. However, PNM is about the same amount without the deposit as it was with. It is also more expensive than all four services combined in Los Alamos was. There's some part of me that thinks that perhaps some of the pros of moving to Rio Rancho have become cons as it is starting to become more expensive to live in Rio Rancho than Los Alamos. What we save in food/gas/entertainment expenses we are paying in utilities.

Also I have decided that I just cannot trust people anymore. I am being told one thing only to have the other thing be true or something completely different happen than what was originally talked about. Or important things are just not getting talked about and instead left for me to discover when it is too late to do anything about it. Obviously I cannot trust the opinion of others when it comes to my well being and although I know I shouldn't have left the reading of the house papers to others I just didn't have the time to sit down and read through the stack thoroughly. I felt so rushed due to the expiration to get the first time home buyers tax credit and when papers needed to be signed in order to receive said tax credit.

Live and learn I suppose.

Been a while..

So that should mean I have loads to tell you...

I moved to a new house the first of June, closed on the house the end of June, spent time in the hospital because my dad was in a motorcycle accident that broke both his legs and upper arms, watched a great fireworks display from the deck off the master bedroom, haven't heard from the seller about fixing the problems he promised to fix since I've signed the paperwork and I might be pregnant.

That pretty much sums up June and July. Tomorrow we're going to the Isotopes game (baseball) with some family and Monday we go register son for high school here, he's going to be a Junior so he's almost out of the house. Still have the 10 year old though and possibly a new one. After registering we're heading down to Lubbock TX for a couple of days then to Las Cruces and then home.

Nothing else to report I guess. Or I am just too tired to care at the moment.

STOP! Pony Time!

No, not even I am above using 80s catch phrases to get attention from time to time. I grew up in the 80s therefore I do strongly believe that I am entitled. Then again that would mean that I am also entitled to wear 80s clothes and 80s style hair-dos...just, no. I already lived through that ONCE and I'm lucky to have survived the first time! Of course there is this thing called fashion that would make anything from the 80s obsolete per say......

But there are just some things from the 80s that in my humble opinion never go out of style or become obsolete. Besides the music of course. And one of those things happens to be My Little Pony. Yes, the toy that has made it's way back into the hearts and homes of little girls everywhere. But I'm not talking just any My Little Pony either, I'm talking the G1s (1982-1992) and the G3s (2000-2009), mainly the G1s as they are the ones I grew up with.

I went through the end of 2009 and beginning of 2010 collecting and actively looking for MLP (My Little Pony) but sometime in February I got distracted. Seriously distracted.

I got swept up in Zoo World a popular game on Facebook and shortly after beating the game I started helping other players with getting animals and items. Found out how to send out feed animals that are greatly sought after in droves that made me quite the popular little Zoo Worlder (of course I'm not the only one who does this for this game--THANK GOD!).

And then there is the fact that I created a fan page for Doc PC Enterprises (my computer business) which has an up-to-date tab about Scam and Rogue applications on Facebook that people should avoid and why these pages/applications should be avoided as well as an ever growing list of helpful tips and things to do to keep your computer safe and running great.

And these two things took me away from my pony searching.

However I still looked for the ponies whenever I happened to be in a thrift store or other such establishment; just haven't done any looking at my favorites places (eBay NOT being one of them although I still look from time to time). This is good for my wallet, not so good for my collection. Although we will be moving soon so adding to the collection might need to be put off so that I don't have to move too much stuff. But because I have realized this fact (and because I have gotten my tax return already) I have declared today a Pony day for me.

No Facebook games, no scam/rogue pages, no sending feed animals out or anything at all on Facebook--besides getting the links for the pages above that is.

I need to spend some time looking at ponies even if I don't buy any and doing other things for awhile. This could turn into a whole weekend type of deal, I haven't decided yet.

So now for some different updates.

S and I have blocked E completely from our lives and have been told by D that she is too oblivious to notice that S isn't responding to a thing. We first tried just ignoring things from her and that went well so now we have completely blocked her. We now get nothing and we couldn't be happier. HOWEVER we plan to move down to Corpus Christi TX if we like the area (neither of us has been there) and if not there then Lubbock. The only way I agreed to move there is if S and I get a restraining order against E. S happily agreed as he really doesn't want her near him.

Please know that the reason we do not like E is not because she has a mental illness. S suffers from bi-polar disorder and I'm still learning ways to deal with his episodes because they can be seriously bad and emotionally draining. We do not like her because she is praying on our family and disrupting an otherwise peaceful life. We both understand that this isn't entirely her fault but she has made us both so uncomfortable and seems to just ignore the facts and instead chooses her fantasies no matter what. Instead of feeding the disease we're ignoring her, which is actually the best thing people in our position can do for her.

S has lost over 100lbs since his surgery and is so much healthier. His diabetes is gone and he expects to get a clean bill of health on that issue from his diabetes doctor tomorrow. The doc who did the surgery is quite pleased with S's progress and all his vitamin/mineral levels are normal. He still needs to be reminded to eat and he has tummy upsets from time to time but everyone is getting the "hang" of things.

Like I mentioned our tax returns have come in and I relented in letting S purchase a pricey high end laptop for himself after spending $320 each on a new laptop for me and our son; one that I like VERY much thank you even if it doesn't have tons of bells and whistles! I grabbed an extra laptop (good price, why not?) to sell on eBay or through my business once the supply has thinned a bit. I also bought S a couple of watches (one he doesn't yet know about), me a nice sapphire and diamond necklace and Wii Resort for the family. Which is something I want to play more of sometime this weekend.

Speaking of gaming systems.......read carefully and be confused!

Tuesday April 6 2010 as I was sitting in our completely paid for 2005 Chrysler Sebring convertible reading a book as I waited for S to be done with the doctor, my cell phone took a flying leap to the floorboard and bounced it's expensive self underneath my seat. When I reached down to retrieve it hoping it didn't shatter its costly yet under warranty self I felt something else beside my phone. At first I thought it was our son's Nintendo DS, it had the right feel, but upon pulling it out from under the seat I froze. It wasn't the DS at all, his DS is white, what I was holding was a light baby blue.

What I had in my hand was a DSi, the latest Nintendo hand-held gaming device..the ones going for close to $200 new. We have not bought a DSi for our son nor would we have gotten it in a light blue if we had. Son is not prone to or ever have stolen anything in his life. So my next course of action was to open it and power it on in hopes of shedding some clues as to who it belonged to. Of course I was thinking of any of the number of friends the son has even though none of them have been in the car since we got it expertly cleaned inside and out at Octopus Car Wash the last week of March.

There was no name, just random letters and numbers, there were some pictures of a little girl (4 or 5 years old perhaps) that I did not recognize. No adults, no other clues. When S and I got back to the car after I met him upstairs at the doctor's office I asked him about it and he was as clueless as I was. We figured we'd ask the son about it when he got home, although we're pretty sure that if anyone lost a DSi in our car they would have called us about it by now.

Before the son got home I noticed that the dates on the picture were from back in 2008 which I knew wasn't right because the DSi is still new and wasn't out then so I checked the system date: 4/12/2008. Someone set it wrong or didn't bother to set it at all...then I noticed that the date of the last picture taken was 4/10/2008; that turns out to be Easter Sunday and we went NO WHERE on Easter Sunday nor did anyone come over to our place and the car is parked in an attached garage. The following Monday we went to the grocery store twice. Tuesday just the doctor's office and that's where I made my discovery. Needless to say we were seriously stumped.

When our son got home we told him about my discovery. It was obvious he had no idea where the DSi could have come from and none of his friends has "such a girly DSi" if one at all.

We talked to a friend who is a police officer about the DSi and she informed us that since it was found in our car (property) we do not have to return it because the owner obviously did not have permission to be in our car. Although I did ask her to keep and ear out for any lost DSi that may surface within the month of April.

So with that in mind I went ahead and erased the data stored on the DSi (after making a back-up copy) and ordered a charger, car charger, protective kit as well as a R4 with an 8 gb memory card so that I could play any number of games on it. It was apparently too girly for our son to want, although like my PSP he'll probably play it on long road trips when he gets bored with the games on his DS.

We are completely baffled as to how the device ended up under the passenger seat of the car. A car that went no where on Sunday, the store twice on Tuesday both times being locked up tight and only to the doctor's office on Tuesday. Someone would have had to broken into the car or the garage- both of which we would have noticed immediately- in order for it to end up there. A check with son's friend's parents proves that none of them are missing a DSi, specially not a baby blue one nor do they have any idea who the little girl is. No one has heard about a missing DSi either.

For now though I have a new DSi that I hope to be enjoying soon. Battery was fully charged when I found it (proof one that it hadn't been there for very long) but if I play around with it too much the battery is going to die and I have yet any way to charge it. DS charger does not work with DSi...games do work between the two systems however and now the son and I can play games with or against each other while traveling. Although I tend to get car sick at times if I'm not looking around me a lot when the car is in motion.

Also, I sort of like the baby blue color! XP!!!

Being sick doesn't help you know....

....it's even bad for your health so I am told.

I usually don't get sick. My immune system is pretty rocking, unlike my metabolism. *grrr* It generally takes a lot to get me sick as I have the tenancy to pass on viruses to others and not actually be effected myself. For some reason though, when I went to see The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus on Friday night having quickly made a pit stop at Wendy's for something quick and cheap so we didn't have to spend over $20 on snacks at the theater (oh that in itself can be quite the rant) I walked out of the theater after the movie with a small tickle in the back of my throat.

I've never liked small tickles. Anywhere. I even knew what this small tickle was hinting at. I told S about it while driving home (he's in another state for his doctor appointment from his surgery thing) and said I was not happy about it at all. S told me to take a hot shower when I got home and go to bed. I pretty much did that, but in addition I took some Children's Tylenol (works better on me then the adult stuff I do not know why) wrapped my throat with a scarf and went to bed with a hat on.

But sure enough, the next morning dawned with me feeling like a few 100 ton Semi-Trucks ran my ass over, forgot something at the distribution center, turned around, ran me over again and then for giggles ran me over on the way back out. I had the classic symptoms of the flu. Which I haven't gotten in over ten years. The last time I got it, my immune system was down because I had just given birth to my son....this time my immune system was down because I was overly stressed about S's trip to the doctor. But not for the reasons you might think.....

The surgery went well. In case I failed to mention that before hand, no problems, S was up and moving and doing everything he should have been doing just hours after the surgery and he was released the next day. Of course we had to stay in the area for that week until the one week appointment where we were given the okay to go home, which we obviously did.

Now almost a month later, because of something un-surgery related that happened the first trip and the fact that I couldn't make this trip with S, my stress levels have been at their peak---actually they probably could go higher, but that could mean hospital time for me. Which is never good, for me, the nurses or the doctors.

Let me take you back to about November of 2009. Perhaps even October, I'm not sure exactly how long before the surgery to be honest, but that's where this story is starting--officially at least. S is online at a diabetes chat room and someone asks for some information. S shares the information with this person because that's the kind of guy he is and he had it to share. This person takes an interest in S and continues to chat about diabetic stuff since it's a common theme. Shortly after S learns a lot more about this person as they have emailed and chatted in a friendly manner for a bit now. He finds out this person just recently had a baby and is engaged to the baby's father who turns out to be an old friend of S's from his high school days. Shortly after that, S receives an email from old friend's soon to be wife and thinking it was baby pictures and knowing how I enjoy baby pictures he has me come over to look. They weren't baby pictures. They were naked pictures of his friend's wife to be and they weren't mistakenly sent to S either. She wrote "S- hope you enjoy something different, love E" S pales because, well let's face it, having some woman sending you naked pictures of themselves while your sweetie is standing right there isn't exactly high on the to-do list.

S deletes the email not quite sure why she would send him that and doesn't talk to her for awhile. She however knows about the upcoming surgery and keeps asking questions about where he'll be staying and if he needs someone there with him. He tells her that his wife (me) will be there with him as well as his mother. Somewhere in that statement she decides that I am S's ex. He tries a few times to correct her, but she's not listening or something. We're not sure, but we're feeling a bit uncomfortable with the whole situation.

S talks to his friend about E and finds out that E has a history of mental problems. S's friend and E's parents are kept in the loop about her activities towards S. E keeps telling S that she wants to meet him. S tells her that I am not his ex and that he loves me very much and has absolutely no interest in meeting her. Shortly after S gets a text where she states that the baby is asleep and she has alcohol and a knife. S contacts his friend (D) and informs him of what is happening and D takes care of it.

Fast forward to December 19. E decides she is going to drive to Lubbock. When she gets there she decides to call every hotel in Lubbock asking for S and tracks down which hotel we are staying at. She was nice enough to inform S that she was in the area and was coming over to meet him. S isn't happy nor am I but because we don't want to upset S's mother (who also went through surgery remember) S meets E at the restaurant next door to the hotel. He does this on his own since we have no idea how she'd react to me. S returns after throwing away the stuff she gave him after about half an hour and we talk about what we can do about this problem.

E sends S an email:

Hey S,
How are you feeling? I'm good, just tired and stiff from being in the car most of the day. I enjoyed getting the chance to finally meet you. I wasn't sure if we ever would with all the problems we've been having. I really hope I didn't cause you any problems with your ex and your mom. That's the last thing you need is them jumping your ass just because you went to meet a friend that they didn't know; I'm sorry but I think that's pretty fucked up. You're an adult just like them, although I know you're more responsible and trustworthy than they'll ever be. Anyway, I hope you liked the pictures; those were some of the better ones I could find. I look like a lawyer in my senior picture. LOL! Oh, well. It could've been worse. Btw, I think my senior pic is on MySpace. I know there's a few of R when she was 13 or 14 but she looks like she could pass for 17 or 18. Believe me, makeup does alot. I wish I didn't have my braces in my 9th grade prom pic. They didn't really tie in very well with the dress I wore. On the plus side, if I had not gotten them, I wouldn't have the smile I have today. I hope you had a good time like I did today, even though we didn't do anything except walk around Wal-Mart.
I know I've been changing the topic alot but what do you think Sjr (our son) will say when he meets me? I'm just a little nervous, you know? He's never met me, just seen some pics of me from high school. I think he's noticed that you're happier now. I'm not sure what made you so happy to talk to me, though. I mean, before T introduced us, I was a total stranger to you and vice versa but now we've become pretty good friends. Things sure do change fast. I just hope he won't be disappointed. I don't know what he thinks about our age difference since I'm closer to his age than yours. It's not a big deal to me but it might be to him. I'm sure he's a nice young man but from what I've heard about all of the trouble he's given you lately, I think he'll be exactly like his dad (not to say that it's a bad thing).
I thought that blanket would come in very handy for you. I know you're pretty uncomfortable right now so I thought something soft and warm might help you relax a little. I wasn't very sure about the color but, unfortunately, it was the only color they had. Try to behave yourself and take it easy, ok? The less stressed you are, the more relaxed you'll be and the faster you'll heal. Trust me, just take things slow and you'll be fine; I could tell that you were in a lot of pain earlier just by looking at your face. Facial expressions can say much more than words because you can tell almost instantly when something's wrong. I don't know if you've heard of this but there's a psychological technique called guided imagery. It's the same thing psychologists use to reduce stress and help manage pain; they tell you to do something relaxing: "Picture yourself on a warm beach, either with a loved one or by yourself, listening to the waves. You can smell the salt water, feel the warmth of the sun on your body, hear the waves lapping along the edge of the beach, see the sunset and the colors on the water..." or "Imagine yourself lying on a cool bed of grass with sounds of rushing water from a nearby stream. It's a nice sunny, breezy day. You turn to see a patch of blue wildflowers in bloom and can smell their fragrance..."
It usually takes to between 10 to 15 minutes to complete but sometimes it doesn't even take that long, depending on how stressed an individual is or how much pain they're in. You can also listen to some soft music, keep yourself comfortable, or dim the lights, if this helps you. I've used this technique a few times while I was working in the assisted living facility because either the individual didn't want to get addicted to pain meds or the meds weren't working. You can ask someone to help you or you can do this on your own. Even doing this in the shower, with the warm water relax your muscles, it works really well. I've had to do this on my own because of my own stress or pain level. It may be kinda tough at first but think about something that relaxes you and it'll be a little easier because you're not thinking about it as much. Try this later and see if you feel any better; your mom may even find this helpful. Well, I have to go so I can get some of these gifts wrapped but I'm sure you'll see me later. I'll be here later if you want to talk but I'll have my cell phone with me as well. Talk to you later!
~E~

Thankfully she thinks we live in a different city than we do and our son knows nothing of this. He doesn't need the added stress and there is no reason he has to know. D of course was informed and he's trying his best to keep her from stalking S further, but he can't always be around her and keep an eye on her.

S told her that because our insurance has changed he could no longer go to the Dr. in Lubbock and has to go to a different dr which isn't a complete lie. He's not in Lubbock but the fear that she'll try to track him down is still there for both of us. She's not mentally stable enough to just be ignored, she's already threatened suicide once when we tried to tell her to go away. Getting the police and other officials involved isn't going to help matter either sadly.

She lives in the Southern part of the state close to Texas with her fiance and baby, far away from us thankfully but that doesn't mean she won't suddenly decide to go to where she thinks we or rather S is and try to track him down. Doesn't mean that when I'm in Lubbock or any part of that particular area I won't be looking over my shoulder wondering if some psycho is going to come out of the bushes yelling at me.

Obviously this has caused some stress on both S and I and on our relationship. We however have just celebrated our 3 year anniversary on the 6th of January.

What really upsets me is the fact it's out of my hands as to what happens. S cannot in good mind block this woman and never talk to her again for fear she will kill herself over it. D cannot keep an eye on her 24-7 nor can her parents and she acts perfectly sane to those who don't know her real well. I have no idea what to do or what I can do to not stress about it. It upsets me on so many levels and angers me on so many more.

This is sadly why I am sick. Although I feel a bit better today than I have over the weekend, still light headed and a bit sore, my voice sounds horrid although it doesn't hurt to swallow anymore or talk.

S won't be home until tomorrow. I'm not even sure if he'd tell me if she tracked him down again for fear of stressing me out more and making me cry. S does hate it when I cry. I hate it when I cry, can't breathe out of my nose and it drips too.

The movie by the way was great, I really did enjoy it and spending some time with the son. We're excited for Alice in Wonderland to come out this March and are going to try to see it in 3D. We saw Avatar awhile ago in 3D (kept the damn $3.50 glasses too!) and loved it.

Aside from this stalking problem, all is well. Find out tomorrow what the dr thinks about S's one month from surgery profile. S has lost quite a bit of weight and I'm both proud and jealous of him. Guys always loose weight faster and easier than us girls. Stupid DNA making us gals keep extra weight because we can bear children and that weight might be needed in case of a sudden famine while we're pregnant. *sigh*

I need to get back to bed before I over do it out here and just make myself sicker.

Hope everyone had a good New Year and Christmas.