Tis I the Fluff

....then don't say anything at all. Suffice to say things are not great in baasheeps world at the moment with potential joblessness and friends dying and neighbours ill (the same truck that used to bring my mam's oxygen was outside hers today *shudder*)I choose to retreat a little and lust after things I can't afford at the moment.

Case in point
http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5381559

I just love all these clothes, so funky yet comfortable, all organic and pretty pretty colours. Sigh...

I wish I could post a happy ending but unless a miracle happens between now and tommorow I know all too well how this will end.

B was brought off the vent on Sunday. He wasn't well enough to stay off it, very breathless and his heart was racing. He was put back on it this morning. He's not responding well. Before he deteriorated to this point he and his doctors had a "what if" discussion. As per his and his familys wishes he will be taken off the vent for good tommorow. Bridezilla just texted me to confirm it. Its just not fucking fair.

So when applying for my driving test I specifically asked to be excluded from 10th-20th August, cos of you know.. a certain someones birfday and partay. Well the letter came today containing my test date and guess what date they have me down for, guess, go on take a wild guess? The effing 14th of August. What is the matter with these people, can they not read?!?! I will rescehduale of course (driving test v. crowfest? puh-lease) but its just one more irritant to add to the pile. Tomorrow I pick up passport renewal applications and the weekend provisional driving licence renewal forms. Yay multiple forms to fill. Meh.

In other slightly better news they are hoping to bring B off the ventilator tommorrow. Poor dude has been sedated since the last time I updated. The irony is although he really isn't well enough to move back to the general ward in order to qualify for a lung transplant he has to be in the general ward not ICU. Medical types at their best wouldn't you say. Sigh.

Just back from the cinema. We saw "Wanted" (Angie Jolie and James McAvoy). Oy vey its violent, even for me. Great action scenes and is very fast paced plus you don't need to overly think it. Love love loved the soundtrack and am hoping to pick it up off amazon. Both look yummy and of course there is Morgan Freeman too.

Just got a call from bridezilla. B has taken a turn for the worse and is in ICU. Please say a prayer for him, am on my way to the hospital now.

My but I am one big ball of rage today. Long story short I'm switching pills (my acne seems to be behaving)so need to have a proper period before starting the new ones. Thinking back I realise I haven't had a proper period in oooh about 3.5 years now. So I took the last of my old pills and waited patiently for mother nature to invite aunt flo. And waited, And fucking waited. Yeah its been eleven weeks. 11 fucking weeks. All the women in my mothers family have long cycles and I'm no exception but c'mon! I'm bloaty mc bloat unable to do up my cranky pants. Today I spent most of the day seething with rage because co workers where doing annoying things like...walking to the photcopier and daring to say good morning to me. THE BASTARDS. That and they kept moaning about the cold. Now usually I suck it up, I'm aware that as a large lady I feel the heat a little easier then most but today I'd had enough. Once the moaning about the fan being on started, I just turned around and spat (with rage in my eyes) put. on. your. jacket!!!! Then when I went to the bathroom in search of the elusive flo I discovered upon my return that somebody had turned OFF the fan. Muttering under my breath (yes I know) I stormed over to the window and opened it wide. Flouncing back to my desk I sat down and mumbled some more. No one said anything and left me alone for the rest of the day.

Yeah am not liking this real period feeling. There has been some light cramping so I'm hopeful flo is searching for her bags before leaving the airport. The bitch better get here soon or there will be trouble. Yeah I'm looking at you!

I am writing the second half of the holiday that I shall now look back on and laugh slightly hysterically about but I wanted to post a link to a newly formed blog.

http://motherswithcancer.wordpress.com/

Its made up of sixteen moms who had/have cancer. Some are battling it now, some have been in remission for years but all have written thought provoking/humorous/haunting posts. All beautifully written as well.

First off...

WELCOME HOME CYROS!!!!


Now my brief recap on Greece...it mostly sucked. Not the holiday but I got so sick I couldn't leave the room for most of it. Thankfully I was fine for the wedding. The wedding itself was so so lovely, the bride and groom adorable, the church stunning and the reception in a vineyeard absouloutly beautiful. The day after though on Friday was the worst. Vomiting, the runs, the aches, everything you would not want on hols nevermind at home. Nothing I took helped. In the end (yesterday) I was unable to keep water down. I have never ever been so happy to come home. I was so happy to see Dublin growing closer in the airplane window like a sea of molten gold. Weirdly enough I am perfectly fine today. I have a hypothesis about why I was sick although most people scoffed when I shared. I think its the water. You can't drink the tap water in greece so everything is bottled. All the stuff I've been drinking has had a weird taste and I didn't really start feeling ill until the day of the wedding when I wasn't drinking alcohol but knocking back water instead. Still though Santorini is a beautiful place and I would definitely reccomend a trip should anyone be in that part of the world. It is famous for its sunsets, many many churches, windy streets and panoramic views and it definitely lives up to all of that.

Sooo I went to the dentist for the first time in seven years. And completely freaked out, I think I may have had my first panic attack. Sweats, uncontrollable shaking, crying and unable to catch my breath. Not fun. What should have been a routine checkup and cleaning took an hour and a half while the poor dentist tried to talk me off the ledge. It got done eventually and the bad news is I need six fillings. Annnd the dentist is away on holidays now so at the end of june I have 3 appointments a week apart for two fillings a go. Even thinking about it makes me feel sick. The dentist advised me to ask my doctor to prescribe valium. The lovely doctor gave me a rather generous prescription so I'm all set there. Would it be wrong of me to take a pill before the appointments just to check how I feel on it? Dentist was saying if the valium dosen't help the next course would be an iv anasthetic which he can't perform. So off to the dental hospital. Its like all my dental nightmares compressed into one building! Oh god.

Its my own fault of course. If I had of just sucked it up and gone for my twiced a year appointments this might never have happened. My teeth are screwed. Dentist managed to freak me out further by advising me to avoid any "hard" foods as two of my teeth have huge holes and they might shatter. Slightly hyperventilating now. I don't know why I have such a phobia about this, to my recollection I haven't had any hideous experiances with dentists unless the huge scary needles count. I just hate feeling trapped in that chair, the high pitched whine of the drill, the grinding sound in my head as it meets tooth and the feeling I might gag and gag and gag some more. *shudder*


In happier news am off to greece tommorow! Lets hope my teeth don't shatter :-(

Dear hair dye manufacturers,

While I whole heartedly agree, the idea of selling hair dye to the masses in any conceivable colour they could wish for is a simply genius idea, there are however a few things I feel could make your product even better.

Extra long latex gloves. Sure its handy having those gloves that you peel off from the paper instructions but I wonder whose hands they actually fit? I know I have tiny hands but I doubt any womens hands are that big! What I propose is extra long stretchy latex/rubber gloves. I'm thinking of the length of ballgown gloves. Most women wear short sleeved tshirts or vests while dying their hair. However if you have long hair there is a very strong likelyhood you will stain your arm as a strand of hair escapes. These extra long gloves could prevent such mishaps. Better yet a plastic poncho!

Dye removal. Its a tricky one, no matter how much petroleum jelly you slap on your ears when you dye your hair a dark colour, your ears will always have a slightly singed look afterwards. There are little bottles of product you mix into the big bottle to activate the colour, why not develop some removal product and dedicate a bottle to it? You could even have a sponge top applicator for more accurate dye removal!

Those little extras. So you've managed to get the colour onto your head. Now you have to wait between 30-45 minutes for the colour to develop. What does one do for this time? If you are brave you venture out of your bathroom and potter around. At the back of your mind though there is the fear that dye will get onto furniture/clothes and the effort of trying to clean up the accident. If you are like me though where your decor seems to be based on the cream pallette combined with a clumsy by nature personality you dare not step foot outside the bathroom. The reprecussions would be dire. Instead you stare at the wall cursing yourself for not thinking to bring in some reading material. Or you clean the bathroom if you feel up to it. However you then risk dislodging your dye laden hair and risking more accidents and effort of dye removal from various parts of your body. I therefore propose it would be a fabulous idea to include a magazine/nail file and polish with the dye kit. Think of the kudos you would get among your customers.

I hope these suggestions will be taken under consideration.

Your loyal (and slight stained) customer
Baasheep


(p.s do you really believe people do those patch tests or is that just to cover your asses?)

Must go to bed new rule is bed by 11. It seems to make me less cranky during the day when I get enough sleep. Shocking. So its 22.54

In brief:

Dinner with boy tonight. It's funny I appear to have made the shift in my head to friends. He was late as usual and as we were eating I as thinking ugh, you have no table manners. Other things came to my attention as well but that was the main one. More later.

Flirting with another boy on MSN. Fun! I'm quite out of practise at teh flirtz.

Have excercised for 30 mins everyday this week so far. I'm not pressuring myself to excercise more just easing in gradually at a pace I feel comfortable with. Screw my cult leader saying one hour minimum this works for me now. Also got an electronic tracker doodad for keeping track of my points. Very cute.

Angie having twins. Eeeee!

Christening on Sunday, gah much as I love my extended family I do wish there weren't as many social do's we had to go to. Still to will be nice to see Mam's sisters.

Odd question. Can anyone tell me what flowers/plants I can plant on my Mams grave (in baskets). Its a really wide open windy space with no protection from rain/sun etc. Is there any relatively nice looking plant that is pretty much weather proof? Gah, have black fingers me.

22.59, bed! Toodles lovelies x