Shoes, glorious shoes

Alrighty people, these are my most favorite shoes and I'll tell you why.

1. They all have heels between 3 3/4 inches and 4 1/4 inches. This is important because I am short. I might be 5'2", but that's accomplished only with really big hair.

2. They are fabulous. Every woman should own a pair of killer red shoes. It really makes you feel good. The gold shoes make me feel like I can take over the world. The black ones have a little lace up on the front, very reminiscent of corsets, make me feel a little naughty. And the snake skin? Oh the snake skin shoes (not real snake skin, but we can pretend) just make me feel fabulous! I admit, I like my shoes just this side of slutty, and if they are just that side of slutty, even better!

Alas, I am still on the lookout for a pair of 5 inch heels, but these shall carry me through until that day.

Zach is gone but all is well

I'm now officially a war widow. Technically, Z is still in the United States (Mississippi), but we no longer have a husband and daddy at home. Lleida, Cairo and I were able to spend all last week in Boise with Zach while he began his mobilization. To make it even sweeter, Cai has progressed light years in his walking skills which pleased Zach to no end. We talk to Z about once a day to see how he's doing (okay, but bored with briefings). As for us, my heart dropped when we drove into our driveway and I realized, this is it, I am now a single mother for the next year. Have I ever mentioned that I decided against single motherhood when I had to take care of Dad and Shawn for two weeks while Mom, Candi and Trina went to pick up Brandi from Germany? Yah, well, otherwise things have been pretty good. The kids, though sick with winter woes, are fantastic. Lleida has been a fabulous helper and since both kids aren't feeling well they've been going to around 7:00 p.m. Awesome.

I want to give a special shout out to Mom. Thank you, thank you for coming to Boise to drive home with me. Thank you for watching my children so I can go to dance. Thank you for always loving and supporting me. I love you so much. Happy Birthday Mom.

Oy Vey

Yes, oy vey is all I have to say. As you know, last Thursday, Cairo got tubes put in his ears. Well, four days later, I had surgery to remove my ovaries. I realize that may sound a little crazy, but two years ago I had my uterus removed and since then, every month my ovaries have exploded (I get ovarian cysts that burst, it really hurts). Because of the Bagley genetic blood clotting disorder I inherited, it was questionable if I could go on hormone replacement therapy or not, which is why I ended up having surgery so close to when Zach is leaving - next Wednesday on February 11. So far everything is going okay. My stomach still hurts, which makes sense since apparently the entire left side of my body was attached with scar tissue that they had to remove and cauterize, and both my ovaries had obviously seen better days, but so far my hrt seems to be working. Keep your fingers crossed.

Next Tuesday, we leave for Boise to begin Zach's mobilization. We should have a little bit of time to spend with him before he ships off to Mississippi for a month of training before heading to Iraq. I can't believe it's come so quickly. Zach should start blogging here when he leaves to keep everyone updated. So many things going on. Oy vey.