Yep, Boobies! I had the greatest idea this past winter. Well sister and I had the greatest idea. We decided over the holidays that for Michelle & Brian's 40th birthdays she and I will get boob jobs. Hers is for her birthday and mine are for Brian's birthday. Now sister has a huge pair, she just wants some that are pointing to the sky and not the ground and maybe a little smaller. And mine, I want them to be so damn perky they stand up by themselves and I don't have to wear a bra!!!!!! I have never, ever liked wearing a bra and 85% of the time I don't wear a bra. I wear a lot of sports bras these days, they don't have under wire and they don't poke or feel tight by the end of the day. I want my boobs to point up more than to my toes as they do now. I don't want them to be huge, the size they are now is just fine. I don't want 'big boobs' it's not my personality or style. But I do want them to be off my belly and on my chest.
I'm not asking for much. Oh, and Brian is ALL for this. He's a boob man and can't wait! So next April, May or June I'll be getting new boobs for Brian's 40th birthday July 1st!! WOOHOO!!!
Friday, June 25, 2010
Accutaine
After 20 years of having break outs all over my face, I have finally started taking a medication that is sure to cure my puberty blues. I have been seeing the same dermatologist for years. Now he and I have come to the conclusion that I have to take the strongest thing on the market to make this pesky cyst acne go away. After many other medications used, from pills to ointments, we have moved on to the big daddy of them all. Accutaine is a very dangerous medication. There is SO much red tape I have to go through to get the medication, but I'm thankful for finally being able to take it. When I was younger, I/we assumed it was just me going through puberty. But in my 20's I knew it was much more serious than just puberty.
Before being prescribed the medication, I have to take a pregnancy test, then once the pregnancy test is negative, I have to have a full blood panel reviewed to ensure my body, organs and such can take the medication. Then after those results are given to the doctor I am given a prescription to get the medication. BUT before I can have the Rx filled, I have to go online to answer 10 questions about my mood (it is a mood altering drug) what 2 forms of contraceptive I will be using to ensure I will not get pregnant and some other silly questions. Then I have 10 days to pick up the prescription. When I pick up the prescription I must show an ID card that the online program gives me as well as my photo ID. SO MUCH RED TAPE. But that's not all. Then 3 weeks later I have to do it all over again (except the full blood panel). I go for a blood test to ensure I'm not pregnant, then back to the doctor for a prescription, then home to answer online questions, then to pick up the prescription. All this goes on for 6 months. Then at the end of 6 months I have another full blood panel taken to make sure my liver and other organs are all OK from the medications and a last pregnancy test preformed. With all the pregnancy test done, it's not the pee in a cup test. It is a blood test, in the end I will have had 7 pregnancy blood test done as well as 2 full blood panels to make sure my guts are all ok. That is 9 blood draws. Did you know I hate needles, I have deep veins and it takes pediatric needles to get blood from my poor arms? Did you know that. I am dedicated to doing this. I have never had a complex with my face, it's mine, it is what I was given, but it is going to be so nice to not worry about how my chin looks when I go out in public. I've always had this face, so dealing with breakouts was a daily unchanged deal I have been dealing with. I have always hated wearing makeup, I felt it didn't help the breakouts, but neither does my cycle. I won't have to plan things around my face, like family photos or silliness like that. I'm ready to have a 34 year olds face, not a 14 year olds face. So by Christmas I'll be 'pretty' and I can't wait.
A 'new' face and new boobs by next summer. Brian isn't going to know what to do with me, excpet lock me in our bedroom. Ohh la la!!
Before being prescribed the medication, I have to take a pregnancy test, then once the pregnancy test is negative, I have to have a full blood panel reviewed to ensure my body, organs and such can take the medication. Then after those results are given to the doctor I am given a prescription to get the medication. BUT before I can have the Rx filled, I have to go online to answer 10 questions about my mood (it is a mood altering drug) what 2 forms of contraceptive I will be using to ensure I will not get pregnant and some other silly questions. Then I have 10 days to pick up the prescription. When I pick up the prescription I must show an ID card that the online program gives me as well as my photo ID. SO MUCH RED TAPE. But that's not all. Then 3 weeks later I have to do it all over again (except the full blood panel). I go for a blood test to ensure I'm not pregnant, then back to the doctor for a prescription, then home to answer online questions, then to pick up the prescription. All this goes on for 6 months. Then at the end of 6 months I have another full blood panel taken to make sure my liver and other organs are all OK from the medications and a last pregnancy test preformed. With all the pregnancy test done, it's not the pee in a cup test. It is a blood test, in the end I will have had 7 pregnancy blood test done as well as 2 full blood panels to make sure my guts are all ok. That is 9 blood draws. Did you know I hate needles, I have deep veins and it takes pediatric needles to get blood from my poor arms? Did you know that. I am dedicated to doing this. I have never had a complex with my face, it's mine, it is what I was given, but it is going to be so nice to not worry about how my chin looks when I go out in public. I've always had this face, so dealing with breakouts was a daily unchanged deal I have been dealing with. I have always hated wearing makeup, I felt it didn't help the breakouts, but neither does my cycle. I won't have to plan things around my face, like family photos or silliness like that. I'm ready to have a 34 year olds face, not a 14 year olds face. So by Christmas I'll be 'pretty' and I can't wait.
A 'new' face and new boobs by next summer. Brian isn't going to know what to do with me, excpet lock me in our bedroom. Ohh la la!!
Good Days
The past few days have been good days. I have really enjoyed being with my precious kiddos! Isabella and Cooper are just really amazing kids. They love to love each other, but love to fight and show the other who's boss. And even though I get really irritated with them at times, I love the way they are both independent, yet they need each other. When one is asleep, the other wants him/her to wake up. Bella asks me all the time when can we go get Cooper. And Cooper grunts bedda and points upstairs. I love the way they really care for each other. Makes my heart so happy.
This week we have been taking Bella to swim lessons. We are go every morning to south west Plano to Ms. Margaret's house. She's the lady both kids took from last year. She's probably about 75+ years old and looks 110 years old. She's been teaching swim to kids for upwards of 40 years, so she's been in the sun alot. Her body is wrinkled and she is so very dark. None the less, Bella is swimming so great and really rocked my sox when we went to the pool yesterday. Fearless and all she was just a little fish. I am thrilled we did this again this year. Cooper was enrolled, but when daddy died I tried one day with him and I just couldn't mess with him and me in a class (mommy & me class for under 3). So next year he's on his own. And since he'll be talking more by then it will be easier for the teachers too.
Yesterday we had some friends join us at the splash pool, it's 1ft 6 in deep. So all the little ones love it just as much as the bigger kiddos. Cooper, Kate & Mason had fun splashing and Bella, Logan and Braeden had more fun splashing and chasing and swimming around the pool. We were out there for nearly 3 hours. So much fun!!
We've been able to fit the gym back into our schedule this week again, Thank God! I really need that time to let out some built up stress/anger. So after swim lessons we head to the gym. Then home to nap. Bella is beat by the time we arrive home and I'm loving the 2 hour naps both kids take!
Next week Cooper starts speech therapy. He'll go two days a week for 30 minutes. I'm very happy he'll be able to communicate with me, his daddy, sister and teacher's next year. Not to mention anyone who asks him a question, he'll use his words, not noises like grunts & grones.
This week we have been taking Bella to swim lessons. We are go every morning to south west Plano to Ms. Margaret's house. She's the lady both kids took from last year. She's probably about 75+ years old and looks 110 years old. She's been teaching swim to kids for upwards of 40 years, so she's been in the sun alot. Her body is wrinkled and she is so very dark. None the less, Bella is swimming so great and really rocked my sox when we went to the pool yesterday. Fearless and all she was just a little fish. I am thrilled we did this again this year. Cooper was enrolled, but when daddy died I tried one day with him and I just couldn't mess with him and me in a class (mommy & me class for under 3). So next year he's on his own. And since he'll be talking more by then it will be easier for the teachers too.
Yesterday we had some friends join us at the splash pool, it's 1ft 6 in deep. So all the little ones love it just as much as the bigger kiddos. Cooper, Kate & Mason had fun splashing and Bella, Logan and Braeden had more fun splashing and chasing and swimming around the pool. We were out there for nearly 3 hours. So much fun!!
We've been able to fit the gym back into our schedule this week again, Thank God! I really need that time to let out some built up stress/anger. So after swim lessons we head to the gym. Then home to nap. Bella is beat by the time we arrive home and I'm loving the 2 hour naps both kids take!
Next week Cooper starts speech therapy. He'll go two days a week for 30 minutes. I'm very happy he'll be able to communicate with me, his daddy, sister and teacher's next year. Not to mention anyone who asks him a question, he'll use his words, not noises like grunts & grones.
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Journal Entry: Another Day
Today was a good day. We went to swim lessons at 9:15, went to the gym at 10:15 then home to get ready for a visit from one of my favorite people. Nicky Brown came to visit! Nicky was in another state when daddy died, working and then had to go directly to another country the days following, so he was not able to make it to the funeral. Nicky had a bit of guilt and resentment for missing daddy's funeral and not being there for me. So we talked it out and I reassured him there was nothing he could do, I knew and understood his situation and I was find with it. I know Nicky would have been there in a heart beat if he wasn't flying to another country the following morning and being gone for a few days. I know he would have done a million things different, but he had no control over it. I showed Nicky the video that we had made and he was able to grieve for a minute, I'm sure that helped and was a bit healing for him. I'm glad he came over and he got to visit with me and the kids for a while. It was so nice to see him again.
Then I received two phone calls on friend just checking up on me. I love knowing people are still there for me. I needed to hear from Jennifer P. & Patti Cakes. Knowing I am loved helps the healing.
Tomorrow I have some friends coming to swim at the splash pool. I love being around my friends, I would surround myself with them all the time; if all our lives weren't so busy. Allison and Kim are the two that are coming tomorrow. They have been my friends for years now and I can only hope and pray they will continue to be my friends for many more years to come.
Then I received two phone calls on friend just checking up on me. I love knowing people are still there for me. I needed to hear from Jennifer P. & Patti Cakes. Knowing I am loved helps the healing.
Tomorrow I have some friends coming to swim at the splash pool. I love being around my friends, I would surround myself with them all the time; if all our lives weren't so busy. Allison and Kim are the two that are coming tomorrow. They have been my friends for years now and I can only hope and pray they will continue to be my friends for many more years to come.
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Journal Entry: Two Weeks
Today it's been two weeks that my daddy went to be with the Lord. I can't say anything is easier, I can't say that I'm feeling any better, I can't say that I am moving on. Because I'm not. I feel like this situation will be over soon and we'll all be able to move on and things will be the same. But it's not. My life as I knew it is not the same. I am not the same person I was 2 weeks ago. I am not the same daughter, wife or mother. However, I do believe my change is going to be for the good. I am not depressed! I know I am so loved! I see happiness in my children and in turn I feel better, even if it is just a minute at a time. I know that my father would be so unhappy if he knew we were mopping around with our heads hung low waiting for a shoulder to cry on. So I am choosing to try to make every day a better day. I am choosing to remember my daddy and all the wonderful qualities I will miss, but know that I can share each quality with my children and pray they will take the same qualities and use them in their own lives, for the better!!! My daddy was an honorable man. He honored his Lord and Savior. He honored his wife and marriage. He honored the loved ones around him, even if they didn't not deserve the honor. I love that quality that my father possessed. Honor. I will teach my children to have honor and to be honorable.
Honor: strong moral character or strength, and adherence to ethical principles
Honorable: guided by, or with a reputation for having, strong moral and ethical principles
That won't be a hard quality to teach my children. Brian & I will lead by example.
Honor: strong moral character or strength, and adherence to ethical principles
Honorable: guided by, or with a reputation for having, strong moral and ethical principles
That won't be a hard quality to teach my children. Brian & I will lead by example.
Monday, June 21, 2010
Swimming Lessons
I have the kids in swim lessons again this year. Bella is a fish and has really impressed the teachers. Cooper is all boy and has his own agenda. Just as long as he learns more this year than last year, I'll be thrilled. He was a fish by the end of summer last year, so a tiny bit more will make be happy. I'm not expecting him to be a fish, but he's on his way.
We went Monday, June 7th for a two week session, they tested and were given their swim lesson times. Bella was 9:15 and Cooper was 5:30. Tuesday morning, June 8th Bella and I went to the lessons and when we got home, Brian told me my daddy had died. So we canceled the sessions for those two weeks.
So when we show up for this session (we pre-scheduled in March and paid for 2- 2week sessions). The teacher Mrs. Margaret, was a bit snootie with me and well I didn't take her 'mouth' and I let her have it. I told her how ugly she was to me, if she would just listen to me and actually TRY to understand what I am saying that maybe she would understand. I let loose. I cried, yelled and I wasn't very nice. But her attitude turned around very quickly and she was very nice to me after my episode. Boy, don't mess with me right now!! I bet she'll remember me if we choose to come back next year.
So the kids have swim lessons until Thrusday, July 1st. I sure hope they enjoy it. It is the biggest beating I put myself through, they better appreciate this (someday). I will have to be in the mommy & me class with Cooper for a few days, then he MAY be able to go to a more advanced class. But I'm not holding my breath.
We went Monday, June 7th for a two week session, they tested and were given their swim lesson times. Bella was 9:15 and Cooper was 5:30. Tuesday morning, June 8th Bella and I went to the lessons and when we got home, Brian told me my daddy had died. So we canceled the sessions for those two weeks.
So when we show up for this session (we pre-scheduled in March and paid for 2- 2week sessions). The teacher Mrs. Margaret, was a bit snootie with me and well I didn't take her 'mouth' and I let her have it. I told her how ugly she was to me, if she would just listen to me and actually TRY to understand what I am saying that maybe she would understand. I let loose. I cried, yelled and I wasn't very nice. But her attitude turned around very quickly and she was very nice to me after my episode. Boy, don't mess with me right now!! I bet she'll remember me if we choose to come back next year.
So the kids have swim lessons until Thrusday, July 1st. I sure hope they enjoy it. It is the biggest beating I put myself through, they better appreciate this (someday). I will have to be in the mommy & me class with Cooper for a few days, then he MAY be able to go to a more advanced class. But I'm not holding my breath.
Journal Entry: Therapy
Last week I went to the Minirth Clinic, a christian based counseling center to talk to someone about all the grieve I've been through this past few days. One of the things my doctor told me to do was to journal all the time. Write about the things I will miss about my father, the qualities he had that I want my children to remember about him. The stories I love most of him and the things I just want to remember. Anything and everything. So I will, I will write. Some of this will not make sense to just any reader. So understand this is for me.
I asked my brother in law, Buddy to make a video for my mom, sister & I of photos of my daddy. It is a beautiful, touching tribute of daddy. I love the songs, the photos and the feeling (although it is a sad, weak, anger feeling), I have a feeling of pride, happiness. My daddy had a full life, filled with fun, love & excitement. He was able to marry both Michelle and I off. He knew our husbands really well. He held our children, all of them. He had a relationship with our children. They knew who he was, and will always know who he was. He was our rock, our support system, our babysitter, our grill master, our daddy and Poppy. I know with the love we have for our daddy, he will always live on in our daily life. We will never stop reminding our children who their Poppy was. And I'm PROUD of that! I'm proud to me my daddy's little girl.
Thank you Jesus, for allowing me to be my daddy's girl. For allowing me to know how a husband should treat his wife, for allowing me to know how loved I am and to have known my daddy in the most amazing ways. I am so blessed and proud to be a daddy's girl!
I asked my brother in law, Buddy to make a video for my mom, sister & I of photos of my daddy. It is a beautiful, touching tribute of daddy. I love the songs, the photos and the feeling (although it is a sad, weak, anger feeling), I have a feeling of pride, happiness. My daddy had a full life, filled with fun, love & excitement. He was able to marry both Michelle and I off. He knew our husbands really well. He held our children, all of them. He had a relationship with our children. They knew who he was, and will always know who he was. He was our rock, our support system, our babysitter, our grill master, our daddy and Poppy. I know with the love we have for our daddy, he will always live on in our daily life. We will never stop reminding our children who their Poppy was. And I'm PROUD of that! I'm proud to me my daddy's little girl.
Thank you Jesus, for allowing me to be my daddy's girl. For allowing me to know how a husband should treat his wife, for allowing me to know how loved I am and to have known my daddy in the most amazing ways. I am so blessed and proud to be a daddy's girl!
Sunday, June 20, 2010
Journal Entry: First Father's Day
Today was the first Father's Day without my daddy. He's been gone less than two weeks and I'm not sure how I actually got through the day. The night before we had a cook out at my sister in laws house. My mom and sister & Major come too. Then mom stayed the night at my house. She left my house this morning very, very early to travel to her brother's house. I hated to see her go, I cried all morning. I just needed her to be with me, but I know my grieving my daddy's death on father's day would not be easy for her. She needs to grieve on her own, in her own ways. And mom's daddy has only been gone for a year and a half. So she's got her own father to grieve over.
I did get up when mom left. I let Brian sleep in and I played with the kids, fed them a little breakfast then I made cinnamon rolls for Brian and the kids. The kids did crafts and since they woke up SOOO early, the entire house when down for a nap at 11am! Yep, my new rule is, if you wake up early, you take an early nap. And if you are still fussy that afternoon, you get another nap. (I actually LOVE this new rule!) After a nice 2 hour nap, we all got up, had lunch and headed to the pool for a few hours. We came home and I ventured out to the grocery store. I had not been grocery shopping in over 3 weeks, so I spent 2 hours and over $300 at the grocery store. We are now stocked for a good amount of time!
Before I went to the grocery store, I asked Brian what he would like for Father's day dinner, he wanted ribs! So I got the ones the little guy makes ready to eat outside. They were ok, not good or great!
So all in all, it was a very emotional morning, but better day. Bitter sweet!
Happy Father's day to my amazing daddy and wonderful husband. You both have molded me to be the strong, independent woman I am today. I love you more than you will ever understand.
I miss you so much daddy!
Yellow roses grow in heaven, Lord pick a bunch for me. Place them in my father's arms and tell him they're from me. Tell him that I love and miss him. When he turns to smile place a kiss upon his cheek and hold him for awhile, because remembering him is easy, I do it every day. There's an ache in my heart that will never go away. Happy Father's Day! I love you Daddy!
I did get up when mom left. I let Brian sleep in and I played with the kids, fed them a little breakfast then I made cinnamon rolls for Brian and the kids. The kids did crafts and since they woke up SOOO early, the entire house when down for a nap at 11am! Yep, my new rule is, if you wake up early, you take an early nap. And if you are still fussy that afternoon, you get another nap. (I actually LOVE this new rule!) After a nice 2 hour nap, we all got up, had lunch and headed to the pool for a few hours. We came home and I ventured out to the grocery store. I had not been grocery shopping in over 3 weeks, so I spent 2 hours and over $300 at the grocery store. We are now stocked for a good amount of time!
Before I went to the grocery store, I asked Brian what he would like for Father's day dinner, he wanted ribs! So I got the ones the little guy makes ready to eat outside. They were ok, not good or great!
So all in all, it was a very emotional morning, but better day. Bitter sweet!
Happy Father's day to my amazing daddy and wonderful husband. You both have molded me to be the strong, independent woman I am today. I love you more than you will ever understand.
I miss you so much daddy!
Yellow roses grow in heaven, Lord pick a bunch for me. Place them in my father's arms and tell him they're from me. Tell him that I love and miss him. When he turns to smile place a kiss upon his cheek and hold him for awhile, because remembering him is easy, I do it every day. There's an ache in my heart that will never go away. Happy Father's Day! I love you Daddy!
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Journal Entry: Reality
June 10, 2010
Mike B. Johnston
WEATHERFORD — Mike B. Johnston, loving husband, Dad, Poppy, brother, uncle and friend, entered Heaven’s glory Tuesday, June 8, 2010, at the age of 67.
Mike B. Johnston
WEATHERFORD — Mike B. Johnston, loving husband, Dad, Poppy, brother, uncle and friend, entered Heaven’s glory Tuesday, June 8, 2010, at the age of 67.
Mike was born in Clovis, N.M., March 6, 1943. He was the youngest of six children. He grew up in Lubbock and attended Lubbock High School, and immediately entered into the U.S. Army. After many years of service with Carswell Airforce Base, Tupperware, Home Team Apartment Locators and Lowe’s of Carrollton, Mike had recently retired to Brock, Texas. As a husband, he was a best friend; as a father, he was our rock; as a proud grandfather, he was a constant smile, big hug and comforting word.
He was proceeded in death by his parents, Robert Scott Johnston and Annie Ailene Johnston; his brother, Robert Scott Johnston Jr.; his sister, Mary Will Rector; and his son, Michael Dale Johnston.
Mike is survived by his wife of 42 years, Donnie Johnston of Brock and Corinth; two daughters, Michelle Johnston Pittard and husband, Mark, of Corinth, and Christy Johnston Corr and husband, Brian, of Allen; five grandchildren, Michael, Mavrick and Major Pittard, and Isabella and Cooper Corr; three siblings: brother, Sam Johnston of Lampasas; sister, Nancy Shelly of Hobbs, N.M.; and brother, Dan Johnston of Lubbock; and a multitude of family and friends.
Funeral service will be held at 10 a.m. Friday, June 11, 2010, at North Side Baptist Church, 910 N. Main St., in Weatherford. Burial services are at Brock Cemetery immediately following. The family will receive visitors from 6 to 8 p.m. Thursday, June 10, 2010, at Galbreaith-Pickard Funeral Chapel. In lieu of flowers, donations can be made to the American Heart Association or Brock Baptist Church Building Fund.
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