I am so spoiled

Happy birthday to me!

Okay, it’s not my birthday until the 6th, but Hubby purchased my present at the Apple store tonight. A 20″ iMac with a 1GB RAM upgrade. Unfortunately, they didn’t have it in stock, so it’s on order. The estimated delivery date is September 19. Oh, the anticipation! I will be waiting with bated breath.

Before taking the plunge, I phoned Derek to get his feedback on whether he felt the iMac would be a good purchase for me. After picking his brain for about 10 minutes, I talked it over with the Hubs and sealed the deal.

I am officially the newest convert to the cult of Mac. Oh, my. I may never leave the house.

Tagged by petteythoughts:

1. I developed adult-onset asthma when I turned 31.

2. As a teenager, I secretly wanted to grow up to be a famous rock star.

3. From start to finish, with lots of breaks in between, it’s taken me nearly 15 years to earn my Bachelors of Science degree. (And I’m still not done!)

4. I record episodes of TLC’s “What Not to Wear” on my DVR and watch it for stress relief.

5. I proofread my blog entries more carefully than my college papers.

6. I have been searching for a comfortable pair of pointy-toe slingbacks in size 7w and have not found them yet. I’m beginning to doubt their existence.

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We hosted a pool party at our place for Hubby’s niece today. She just turned 11, only her second birthday in double-digits. Ah, to be young and carefree…

Hubby’s back surgery is healing nicely and his recovery is on track. However, much to Hubby’s dismay, his neurosurgeon mandated another two weeks of downtime. No work, no lifting, no chores (lucky him), and only moderate walking. Being the active guy that he is, Hubby has difficulty doing “nothing.”

Last night, I had the worst pelvic cramps of my entire life. I believe I have a pretty decent tolerance for pain, but it was nearly unbearable. It was the kind of pain that made me contemplate a trip to the ER. I was doubled-over with a heating pad on my lower abdomen, waiting for the Alleve to kick in. I decided to take a hot shower in the meantime. By the time I was done, the pain had subsided. The worst of it probably lasted about 30-40 minutes.

I suspect that the cramps are a result of the endometriosis. I just hope that it’s not getting worse and that somehow children will be in our future, despite my uncooperative innards. How wonderful it would be to throw a birthday party for a child of our own. It seems like a distant dream. I wonder if it is in God’s plan for us.

On the flip side: Hubby’s back surgery (and waiting on the results of another test he just took) is making me cherish the undisturbed “together time” that we share. If it were to be just us for the rest of our lives, I would be content. I am praying for Hubby’s complete recovery and continued health and strength. He is truly my “other half” and it pains me when he’s not feeling 100%.

Courtesy of Friday5.org:

1. What kind of marks (grades) did you get in school? I was a B+ student.

2. Do you have any birthmarks? Yes, one on my left arm, just below the crook of my elbow. I was quite self-conscious about it for many years.

3. What’s the story behind one of your scars? I have two scars on the back of my right hand near the base of my thumb. When I was 16, my friends and I were contemplating jaywalking across the street. (Yes, I know. Not smart.) Wade and I started running across the street, while my other friend Kory thought it wasn’t safe to cross yet. She reached out to stop me, two of her fingernails digging into the back of my hand. Needless to say, I had already gained momentum in the opposite direction and the only thing that was left behind with Kory at the curb was my skin under her fingernails. Nearly 17 years later, I still bear the scars to prove it.

4. What do you usually use to mark your place in a book? I have a few bookmarks, but I generally just use any piece of scrap paper that happens to be handy.

5. What famous Mark do you most admire? Mark Twain