ADRIAAAAAANNNN!!!

I am mildly medicate.
I said mildly 'cause I could be taking Novocaine or something of the like but I do have a little more tolerance for pain. That and the fact that I.hate.pills. Stick me with needles, put an IV on, heck-I'll even take a suppository. UGH.



So in my quest of getting this stupid tooth fix (of course is not hurting now cause he knew we where going to the Dentist and he is a big fat chicken-the tooth that is) my regular Doctor send me to an specialist: an Endodontist.



His office was really nice. All of the employees where helpful and nice. Especially when it came to telling me that my insurance coverage had change and just for having one root canal done it would completely deplete it for the year.

I said:" OK, thanks"

Sat down.

Got up.


"what do you mean depleted? as in for an specialist or the whole thing?"


"yeah, the whole Dental Insurance coverage for the year would be depleted. Anything else would be out of pocket?"


"Uhm, that's a problem" Sat down.

I though seriously of saying forget it and leaving right then and there. Over $1000.00 for a Root canal? Did I mention I paid almost $100 biweekly for health Insurance? Doesn't seem fair...


The thing is I have seven (7) dentist in my family. Yeah~ you read right: SEVEN. (it will be eight when hubs brother finish college) This includes cousins, aunt, a brother in law and a sister. ALL FAR AWAY FROM ME. The closest one practices in NYC. I though maybe I should just go back to NYC again...By the time I was thinking all this they took me to the back.

Now, I have to give him props cause their office is really modern and beautiful. The guy was AMAZING, and I'm glad they send me his way. He was very gentle and tried to explain the procedures. Didn't hurt that he was good looking either (not cheat on my hubs gorgeous, besides I'm only allow to cheat with the 5 guys on my list *wink*)


He did a whole bunch of fancy stuff: Tooth pillow so I didn't have to maintain my mouth open like and idiot, had a water dam to protect me from swallowing even more water and stuff. He had a huge microscope that comes and looks at your teeth. fancy I tell 'ya.

I couldn't really tell which tooth was hurting so they did a cold test (DARN DARN DARN) and it shows which tooth is the most sensitive one. Turns out I needed TWO Root canals OY!...It bothers me because I do go regularly to the dentist and do the whole shebang of cleaning, mouthwash and stuff. So anyways, I laid thee for 2 ½ hours and I'm not done yet.

His assistant tells me to get up slowly.

She asks" Are you ok?, How are you feeling?"

Me: "like Rocky"

"UHm? You feel rocky?" looking at me concerned...

"nah" drooling on the one side of my mouth I can't feel or open " Like Rocky Balboa...ADRIAAAAAN"


She laugh...I hear giggles from the other room. My work here is done.

I have to go back in two weeks. Then to my regular dentist. FABULOUS.

Shananigans

I must be completely delusional 'cause we just came from NYC last night...at around 10:30pm.

I'm so overly tired and feeling like a hooker after a day in a fair. Sweet.

We received good news this week: our oldest got his green card (which is not green btw) and he had to go back to school. You see, he is studying abroad on a private school. Thankfully -and do to his excellent grades {I'm bragging, I know} he was able to stay longer here until all his paperwork got sorted out.

So basically my weekend went like this:

I got up @ 5am on Saturday Morning, went to work till almost 3pm, came home, get everyone set, we drove to NYC arriving there a little pass 8:30pm. The little guy decided he was on party mode and didn't let us sleep at all. We had to get up at 4am to go to the Airport to drop off A. I'm telling you we looked like a hot mess, hair tangle, sleepy groggy faces...all except for the little guy that look like a Gerber baby.

Then we waited until he left, waited for my SIL to get there (which means us running to another terminal to get her and her family). Packed the car with 4 adults, 2 kids, 2 luggage, 1 bag, 2 baby bags, 2 strollers and everything else that was there...now I know how it would be to work in the Circus.

We returned to their place and crashed trying to get some sleep. Again the little one had other plans. We order food , hang with family, ate some more, all in all great time which meant we left NYC late. Of course then my throat started hurting, not sure if I was getting sick again or too much talking but by the time we crossed Delaware I was so sick, headache, cough, the sorts. All I wanted was to get home and take a shower. Then get up today at 5ish to start the work week.

I have a major headache. I'm debating if I need to see a Dr. to check how my immune system is doing. I say he needs revamping. Either that or I need a day off from the world.

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I don't wanna grow up...I'm a Toys R Us kid...

I’m not gonna be 35, no Siree.

For a woman 35 can be a very scary number. 35 is when you are supposed to know who you are and what your destiny in life is. (now how the heck am I supposed to know that when it takes me forever just to shop for a t-shirt?). Thirty Five is when apparently your entire body is going to go KAPUT and things are gonna start falling off, dragging, sagging, it's when your internal clock is going to be ticking more like a time bomb. tick, tock, tick, tock, tick, tock BOOM God forbid you don’t have children by that time. You better hurry up because its ALL down hill from now on…or so they say.

You know when you feel like you are finally acting your age? yeaaaaaaah, I’m not there actually. Not even close. I don’t feel 35 and I certainly don’t act my age, whether that’s good or bad is yet to be determined. I’ve never been the mature responsible person that my parents wished me to be. It’s just not in me. I live to be happy and content.

Procrastinators!!!! unite and wave your hand in the air. WUAAAA WUUUAAAA (Hollaaaaaaaa to my peep Tori for dancing " ice ice baby" with me. *WINK*

I dance everyday (unless sick) and make jokes and laugh and act silly. I do irresponsible things on a daily basis and I’m proud of them.
I don’t ever want to loose my inner child. That little girl who is a screamer and thinks looking odd is fun, the one that breaks into a song and dance in the middle of the store and doesn’t care who is looking. The one who races in shopping carts just to make her baby laugh. The one who gets her IPod and dance her way around the office to the tune of Kat de Luna. The one who wrote a very wicked letter to Santa and post it on Facebook only to have everyone laughing. Yeah, I’m that girl.

My hubs knows this and loves me for this. Heck, he even agreed to dance in our wedding to the tune of "Baby got back"by Sir Mix-a-lot...yeah, fun times. (should I mention that my Mom was mortified and though I finally lost my mind? shake head, shake head...nope...is still squishing all up in there....Because in the mist of loosing it all even though I did cry I also did laugh. Because I don’t think I have to act a certain way just because other people say I have to.

Its fun to be the wild Aunt, the fun Mom, the crazy funny relative and friend that will crack a joke at her own expense.

I have a niece that is a wild orchid just like me. She is silly and fun, she would lie on the floor and refused to walk because she was doing a protest and was waiting for her Dad to come home. My Sister (her Mom) said to me: “She reminds me so much of you” I couldn't’t be more proud. My niece is 18 and plans to be a Doctor…I say she is going to be like Patch Adams.

My oldest told me the other day how lucky he is to have me as his Mom, and that we have a very especial relationship. This coming from a 17 yrs old is an odditity to me; at that age I hated my Mother. I’m glad he likes me. I seriously love that my relatives think I’m crazy, that they know I’m silly and that I will never ever be ordinary…there is nothing worst to me than to be ordinary, to be common, to be complacent.

I love that I can sing and dance at work, do an impersonation of Rocky Balboa screaming for Dragoor just push myself in my rolling chair all over the office and they think this is perfectly normal. Somehow they like me here. They told me and show me they do. It’s nice to be accepted for who I am.

The other day we where shopping at the Mall and stopped at Hot Topic, while my teenage son looked around and I was holding my little guy propped on my hips Indian style, a little girl came and say hi and asked me if he was my cousin. I said no, these are my babies. She looked at her mom, then at my kids, then at me…smiling she said: “Those are not your babies, you look too young to be a Mommy”…this was one of the highest compliment I've ever received.
I wanted to adopt her right then and there but her Mom said no...dang it. She was about 7 yrs old. I’m telling you, acting silly is keeping me young.

So this year (in a few months anyway) I will turn 35. I am no where near where I though I would be at this age. And you know what? That’s perfectly OK with me. I don’t want to get all serious but the truth is that I know that I'm in the path that I’m supposed to be. I’m with the person who is meant for me. I have the blessing of having two beautiful children, family that support us, friends that I will treasure forever and best of all and uncanny faith that guides me.

Now whats on the agenda for today? I hear there's a shipment of plutonium coming in on the docks...

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The End * Sniff*

We all know that my Moral Compass is a little…how should I say this…twisted?
Don’t get me wrong I’m a good person, just a little evil inside. (hollllaaaaaaa to my peeps) So there is no surprise that some really disturbing things fascinate me. Some are truly epic; like the one that just ended.

WHY DO THEY DO THIS TO ME?
They get you addicted, show you there is something else out there, and give you just a little more, they reel you in…they keep you in suspense… and then WHAM they take it all away at once.
WHHHHHHYYYYYYYYYYYY????

If you don’t understand what I’m talking about, you obviously have not seen the beautiful complex drama called “Jersey Shore”

How am I going to get my fix now?
How am I going to cheer on when they have fights?
How can I get my doses of 20 jars of Gel?
Tell me how am I supposed to live without youuuuuuuuu… record scratching

I mean is not like every day you see a guy doing his GTL (Gym Tanning Laundry)

I am so crushing for Mike “the Situation” LOL He can cook, he can bench press, he can speak two languages (English and Guido),
and best of all he can take his shirt off 20 times without me even asking. Ahhhhhhh. so much inspiration. I mean seriously this is what I wanna be when I grow up. Just a bunch of crazy drinking fist pumping lunatics fighting over pickles and skanks.



And now it’s over, now I have to content myself with reruns of this magical hour until the DVD comes out. The hub thinks they should send them to Italy next summer just to see what antics they can pull off. I’m totally voting to make “the Situation” the national Spokesperson of the guidos. I think I'm in love. (he is the one neeling in the front)

I also think that Jwoww breast should have their own show. Then again she can created a video on how to beat up people...she is my hero. Who can get in to fights in stilettos? She can!!!!

Oh so many memories...the hater juice, the hot tub, Snooky falling all over the place, the drama between Sammie and Ronnie, Pauly D stalker...oh my. Thats it...I'm changing my name to P-Pumping!

Ahhhh, let me go work on my hair poof. Oh~and I've decided I'm totally going to be "Snooky" for Halloween...buahahaha

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75 ramdom things about me

Because the world needs to know even more about this wonderful creature called Moi! LOL and because a friend send it to me so I figure "why not?"

1. I love the rain, yes, even driving in it.
2. My favorite Artist of all time is a tie between Michael Jackson and Sting (female and close second Alanis Morissette)
3. I stole a strawberry shortcake figurine when I was 10~ I lost said figurine the same day.
4. there is nothing I like to do more to get relax than get my nails done
   
5. if you pull my hair I’ll scratch your eyes out
   
6. With that said I use to get in tons of fights in school. 99% of them where defending my younger sister.
   
7. I come from a large family of 5 girls, one boy and one half brother. My Mom had 14 siblings and my Dad had 11.
   
8. I don’t speak to my oldest sister and I couldn’t be happier about it.
   
9. I love Vampire movies but hated the whole Twilight phenomenon; it wasn’t that great.
   
10. I loved Anne Rice forever and have been to New Orleans and taken pictures of her home.
11. I also met her and I have an email from her. And on that note I have a signed and numbered picture of her home
12. I’m a very good listener.
13. I tend to give great advice that I should be taking for myself
14. I’m really bad with money
15. Money has never been a priority for me (uhm, maybe that’s why I don’t have any)
16. I love Mexican food
17. I don’t really like alcoholic drinks, and if I drink any it would be something fruity. (like Hypnotic with Pineapple juice)
18. I love to dance and do it almost daily…at random…even at work :)
19. I don’t get Farmville nor do I care about it.
20. If a show is really popular, I probably don’t watch it.
21. That said, I’ve never seen American Idol, DWTS, Lost, Desperate Housewives, Grace Anatomy, etc.
    
22. My youngest son is name after a character from “Sex & the City”~he was the sweetest guy ever! Can you guess who?
    
23. My oldest is name after a guy I had a crush in High school
    
24. I’m extremely open minded
    
25. My favorite jam is Guava (Caribbean fruit)
    
26. I’ve never ever had a PB & J sandwich…nor do I want to.
    
27. My Dad is my hero.
    
28. I cry easily: listening to a song, remembering my kids, watching a movie, in graduations, etc.
    
29. I love to read…I mean LOOOOOOOVVVVVEEEE to read.
    
30. The scariest books I’ve ever read: “Absolute Fear” & “The Witching Hour”
    
31. I don’t play any video games (I though Super Mario 3 was cool though)
    
32. I’m intrigue by the human mind
    
33. I watch/read/research way too much about crimes, serial killers and things of the sorts.
    
34. I can watch “Snapped” everyday or anything crime related.
    
35. I use to love horror movies, but after my last pregnancy-not so much
    
36. I watched “The Ring” once and would never ever do it again, it scare the bejeezus out of me!
    
37. My favorite Show of all time is “Gilmore Girls” helluu? Mom got pregnant at 17 and its now with a 17yr old daughter-sounds familiar?
    
38. My Husband says I have the “Monica” complex (OCD and cleaning)
    
39. Fall is my favorite season
    
40. if I could, I would have a closet full of boots (dreaming of a black Hunters boot right now)
    
41. I’m addicted to coffee ~ and on that note Starbucks is NOT my favorite
    
42. In the last 2 yrs I’ve become addicted to makeup and watching tutorials on youtube
    my favorite desserts are Flan and something that is made out of beans J (Habichuelas con Dulce)
    
43. I rather have dessert than a meal
    
44. I’m always certain I’m going to win the HGTV Dream Home.
    
45. I reeeeeally don’t like Apple Juice or Ice tea.
    
46. My Favorite Holiday is Halloween
    
47. I really want to get into running
    
48. I don’t like anything fat free, sugar free or diet anything.
    
49. Growing up I had nightmares in which my mom was coming to get me…go ahead- call Dr. Phil
    
50. I absolutely love Martha! She can do no wrong in my book! (Stewart in case you are from Mars)
    
51. My favorite video of all time is Michael Jackson’s “Smooth Criminal”
    
52. My Favorite Song of all time is “Moon Over Bourbon Street” by Sting
    
53. I’ve been to both Disneyland and Disney World.
    
54. I’ve also been to California, Chicago, Boston, New Orleans, Florida, NY, NJ, PA, MD, CT and Las Vegas!New Orleans is my favorite place bar none.
    
55. I WILL visit even more places in the future J Ireland here I come!
    
56. I love my husband with all my soul and I LOVE that he GETS me!
    
57. I love White Chocolate and my favorite candy bar is Cookies & Cream by Hershey's
58. I'm not allergic to them but I really don't like nuts
    
59. I don’t like mint flavors in my dessert, coffee, candy, etc.
    
60. My Favorite Clothing Store is Anne Taylor (Loft or no Loft)
    
61. I have way too much useless information on my brain
    
62. I love animals and don’t trust people that don’t…but no matter how much I love them, I love meat even more.
    
63. There are too many things I want to do/create. I hope with the new place we get to do some.
    
64. I’ve been wearing the same perfume since college, not the same bottle duh (yes, I have many others but there is one that is a staple)
    
65. I absolutely and positively hate when a store promotes something and they don’t tell you there is a “hidden” condition. UGH!!! That drives me up the wall. Last store that did this to me was Bath & Body Works.
    
66. I love some people that I do not necessarily like and vice versa.
    
67. Taco Bell is a fast food heaven
    
68. I love big bold jewelry
    
69. I have an uncanny, deep to my core and soul believe in God but I don’t believe in hell.
    
70. I’ve been trying really hard not to judge people.
71. Growing up I wanted to be a Dr.
72. I often think about people that I met thru out my life that I've lost contact with and wonder how they are.
    
73. I’ve realized that no matter how accomplish I am and how much I actually love my job, I’ll be MUCH happier being a 50’s wife: baking, taking care of the house and the family.
    
74. I will do anything in my power to help the people I care about.
    
75. I’m so grateful that thru out my life there have been MANY people that love me for who I am and have helped me along the way.
    

Riding away...or maybe I just need medication

I’ve been having the same daydream for months:

All of the sudden I’m running thru a vast green field, smiling, chasing after a horse (mine apparently) A beautiful black stallion.
I’m dressed in riding gear (you know, the boots, the pants and a light sweater). My hair is flowing in the air as I run.

I can see myself so happy, so free. The funny thing is that I can even hear music playing in the background…”Clocks” by Coldplay.
Can you picture this? Me dress to ride a black stallion while running to the fields…while the music is playing… buahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaaaaahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaaaaaaaa

(I'm saving my pennies to buy these: Hunters Boots)

It’s hysterical, but it’s my dream and I love it.
BTW I’m currently looking for a book to tell me the meaning of dreams…never mind…let me go find a nice psychiatrist before the people in white find me.

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P.S

in other news...Uhm, I'm sorry to tell you this but having your phone say "please enjoy the music while your party is being reach" is NOT enjoyable, plus chances are we don't like the same music.

I think they got me confused

There is something really odd about my junk email. Seriously.

I mean, the way they send the junk mail to me is quite hysterical. For one they are trying to get me free samples of a blue pill that I do not need- Thank Gawd- for another they are trying to get me to enlarge a certain piece of anatomy that I do not possess.

I think the junk mail people also have me confused with Pablo Escobar (with all due respect, I don’t want his living relatives coming after me).

Here is a sample of the subject on these emails: Replica watches, Rolex, the look for less. But now that I think about it Pablo surely had the real deal. Then it continues to "be a real man, show her a great time, it works everytime, how to be the best latin lover..." you get the idea. Then to top it all off: SINGLE RUSSIAN WOMEN…meet Beautiful Women, Sexy Blond 24, etc, etc, etc. So aparently I'm a latino man that can only think of one thing, looking for available women for sale, and fake watches.

There is not one thing targeted for my demographic, not even close. I think is Karma for working a few years ago in a sweat shop…errr…a Marketing Mailing List company. Let me tell you a little bit about it.

These places basically sell your information to other companies, base on income, sex, education, shopping history, etc. That’s right my friend, right now somewhere out there, some company is selling your name and address for a profit and there is nothing you can do about it. Let me explain: if you purchase with a credit card that basically puts your name in that company’s data base and they can in term sell those names. If you subscribe to their mailing list, yeap…name is there. If you though to buy a gift for your grandma or the crazy coworker that everyone gave you cash for and you decided to put it in your card…yes, your name is there. Newspaper subscription? Yes. Magazines? Yes. Wedding/Baby registry? That too. The only way you can stop this is by calling all the people that you’ve purchase or get catalogs from and ask them to remove you from their mailing list…and then pay only cash for EVERYTHING. No, I’m not kidding.

But look at the bright side, your mailbox will never EVER be empty.
So let me go see how much a fake Rolex cost. I can see a white suit in my future…Tony Montana Style ;)

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