Hi Ya'll!

I know it's been awhile since I've written...but I've thought about it alot. Things here have been REALLY busy! This week Jill and I did 2 baseball games in 2 states, I got my eyes checked (a very depressing thing), have only made it to the gym 1ce and tonight is a going away party for a friend who's moving to Rhode Island! Then, on to Easter.

I had a couple different ideas for blogs this week...so I'll just expound upon them all right here and now. Just a little warning, one will be extrememly feminine focused and maybe a little squemish for those who aren't quite comfortable with my frankness about "bodily" stuff. :) So....on to that...

I went back for my annual "female" exam a few weeks ago (April 1st). I know I'm very overdue (2 years) but with no health insurance, the year or so I spent in heartbreak coma blah, blah, blah It was just the time I got around to it. Anyway, I was just starting to settle into comfort b/c I hadn't heard from them when they called. So, abnormal cells (or my little virus, as I call it) reared their ugly head and I'm going back on the 7th to have it double checked (they'll dye the area and see if any disformed cells change color) and if they find anything, a possible biopsy. So, I've been just a little on edge about that. You guys know me, I analyze everything to make sure I have all my bases covered. So, I've been thinking a little about that. Somehow, it's just not fair to me that for the rest of my life this is something I have to worry about. And while knowing about it makes the shock of that phone call sting a little less, the what if this time the stress and other "factors" will make those abnormal cells cancerous is always gonna be there. The fact that the person whom I caught this from doesn't have to go through this and his new wife isn't going through this really bothers me. How come I have to go through this? Who decides these things?!?!?!?

Anyway, this keyboard is acting up and I am getting annoyed, so I'll write the rest later.