Yesterday we had another completed suicide in the county… only this time it’s different. It’s one of us.

It brings it home. This person told everyone everything was fine and then shot themself. It makes you wonder if we can ever really intervene. I suppose we can only really help those who subconsciously aren’t sure they really want to succeed or are asking for help but are too proud to straight up ask. I don’t know why this is hitting me so hard. Am I just hormonal, depressed, burnt out?

I hard a hard time with a completed suicide last month but was able to get over it because it was such a disgusting, selfish,manipulative and controlling thing to do. That I can wrap my head around. This time it’s different.

It was an identity crisis. My beliefs are that we can get past that. Even with underlying problems… I just don’t know. Did this person feel they had no one in their life they could turn to? Are we as those that help others with their problems really not allowed to seek help for ourselves?

We’re human and we need help too.
Reach out and offer your love to those in your life that you consider strong. They need support too.

*comment: 11/8/08: It helps to know there may have been a logical explaination for the completed suicide. Brain damage from an accident. All the more reason for people to in times of need take the lead and force people to get checked out.

I can’t wait until I can have conversations with her.

While these 5 people dressed up as fingers danced around in front of a store trying to sell lotto tix… did they not see that they all looked like a bunch of penises?

It was worth the laugh when I saw the pic… I hope they didn’t invest too much $ in this *new* mascot!

For a pic and to read about it:
Dancing Penises

So what was the first treatment I tried, good ol’ birth control. What did my body think of this grand idea to set it straight? Mutiny! I became a walking talking contradiction. Sure things were regulated but I felt worse than ever. So I gave it a good 3 month try and then stopped.

I’m looking hopeful towards getting on Metformin (a drug to help regulate blood sugar) as those with PCOS has insulin resistance. Hopefully this will be more helpful than the BC was.

So here we are the little Geekfamily. Tall Geekdad “Applehat”, with his wife “Mrs. Applehat”, living in our little geekhouse, with our little geekbaby “Baby applehat”. Driving our little geekcars “Flo” and “Six”. Running around town in our Black Buddy Scooter “Jayne” or “V” depending on which geekoccupant you ask. Playing with our big geekdog “Midas”…even our geekcat “Ginko” is a regular on icanhascheezburger.com. *sigh*

So while I don’t watch Nova or read Scientific American to our daughter… I am a geekmom who embraces how different our family is from the norm.

Being barefoot in pregnancy is a necessity at the end. Shoes are constricting against your still growing feet (most women go up a 1/2-whole size!) not to mention the painful bloating in your feet and ankles (also known as cankles).

Thank heaven for flip-flops, otherwise known as jandal, zorrie, japonki, chappel, infradito, tongs, ma pata pata, makambos… any way you say it, it spells relief for preggos.

I can’t wait to have my body back under my control… baby didnt like that much, I got two thumps on my belly button! *Sigh*

I’m not saying that pregnancy is without it’s positives… but let me tell ya… those positives come when your little bugger is finally completely on the outside. Apparently I will forget all the puking, heartburn, constipation, pain, incontinence, bloated painful feet, not being able to touch my toes, stretch marks, mood swings, crying for no reason, animal-like hunger, inability to work a normal work day, inability to go 30 minutes without peeing or eating, awkward belly, waddling, exhaustion, lack of sleep, getting up 4-5 times to pee in the middle of the night, memory problems, clumsiness, gas, breathlessness, nausea, bloated hands, growing leaking boobs, extreme back pain, hips popping out in the middle of the night, leg cramps, not to mention that baby has to come out of where?!?!… I know there are more… but because of my preggo brain I can’t seem to remember them at the moment.

So we have 13 weeks and 5 days left… or roughly 90 days and counting…

Pregnancy does have some positives.
1. You get to buy a whole new wardrobe. Although the downside is, your favorite clothes no longer fit, including shoes.
2. Your hubby picks up on some of the housework like laundry, cooking, cleaning, and dishes. Downside… he never quite gets the hang of it so when you are feeling well you “nest”.
3. There is nothing quite like feeling your little bebe moving around inside of you.
4. All the hormones and stuff make you forget all the bad stuff probably before you’ve even left the bathroom…bedroom… kitchen…lol.
5. In the end you have an amazing little bebe.

But as for those who “LOVE” pregnancy… you’re all a bunch of nutcases…

Not to mention he calls Bush “unfit to run the nation”.

It’s about time.