Big Boy and Big Girl Things

It has begun – my friends are starting to do “big boy and big girl things” like getting married and gasp, having babies!!! I’m not ready for this people. I still feel like I’m a little 18-year-old packing up all of her stuff from home and heading to college.

Today I head back home to Houston to attend one of my best friends from high school’s baby shower. She’s 23 and she’s about to have a child and incredibly excited about it. I know she will make an incredibly mother because she is by far, one of the most loving and kind people I’ve ever met.

However, this whole situation still freaks me out. I can’t even keep a plant alive and my friends are having babies!! What is this world coming to?

I don’t have a serious boyfriend, nor do I have any desire to have one at the moment, so getting married is nowhere in my immediate future – thank goodness. It seems like some of the people I hang out with actually attend social functions for the sole reason to “meet their mate.” Come on people. If you find love at the right time, no matter the age, I say go for it. However, desperately seeking it out isn’t going to get you anywhere. Is this odd social game more frequent in the South? Probably but that doesn’t make it any more excusable.

I suppose in the race of life, I’m just on a different track but that suits me just fine, thank you very much.

Skin Scare, Part II

So it’s been almost a year since my skin scare. I thought that this event in my life was my get out of jail free cars and served to remind me to always wear sunscreen. Apparently not.

On Friday night as I was preparing to head out for a night on the town, I noticed something on my back. Thinking back on my doctor’s appointment last year, I recalled my doctor telling me to watch that specific spot on my back to see if it changed in any way. Unfortunately, I can’t see that spot on my back very so it made it a little difficult for me to keep an eye on it. But hey, no excuses, I should have had someone else keep an eye on it.

Anyways, I had some friends look at it and then described the spot to my doctor, who said to come in immediately. So now I get to go back to the doctor and have this stupid skin scare all over again.

Last time she said that if I had left the spot alone for a few more weeks, it would have become cancerous. I’m not taking any chances this time.

I hope everyone had a wonderful weekend and I’ll talk to you soon!

Good Night, Sleep Tight

I’m tired. If asked to describe my disposition right now that’s the word I would use: tired. Or maybe exhausted. Tuckered out. Sleep deprived. Robbed of sleep. The list goes on and on.

For some reason the past few days I have been dreaming about work and only work. My coworkers (whom I think are great but don’t want in my dreams) are haunting me at night. I can hear supervisors barking tasks as well. You’ve got to understand that I work with some of the greatest people ever (both my supervisors and coworkers) but they’ve got to get the heck out of my dreams.

I wake up about 3:00 a.m. each night, sweating and terrified to fall back asleep for fear the dreams, errr, nightmares, will return.

I need a vacation, time in the sun to rest my body and my mind. Some breathing room away from work. I’m not even that stressed out right now. I just think I need some “Elaine time” to be alone and have happy dreams filled with ice creams, tropical islands, ice-cold diet sodas and cute boys!