I had tickets to go to the game on Saturday with my Dad and his perpetual fiance. We’re supposed to get there early so I can get them dinner for Father’s day. He decides we’ll meet at 6:30. For a 7:05 game. We normally meet at 6:45. I don’t see how that’s early. Then he makes me walk to the farthest point outside of the stadium from where I park to meet him. So I walked there. I get a call saying that they’re stuck in traffic. So I wait. Then I get another call. Dad wants me to walk somewhere to meet him, but its so noisy I can’t hear what he’s saying. They ended up parking in the parking garage that’s across from my parking lot, so we could have met at the statue I wanted to meet at, which would have meant a lot less walking for me. So we meet and go inside. Now, at this point the game has already started. His fiance wants fish. Our seats are almost right where we walk in at left field. The fish is at over by right field. So we walk around the stadium to get food. We finally get to the seats (its now the bottom of the second inning. Grr.) and Dad leans over to put his beer in the holder and his sandwich tumbles off. At least it was his. But we’re there and watching the game. They are two young ladies behind us who are very loud and very shrill. Loud’s sorta okay. Shrill is not. And our team loses. But wait, the fun isn’t over yet. (We did have good seats, though) They want me to walk to their car so I can get some books. I said I would not be able to find my car if I was walking from the parking garage. They said they’d drop me off. I don’t know how they plan on doing that with the traffic being the way it is after a game, but I go with them. So we walk to the garage. Then we have to walk up seven floors. And they stop at a car that’s not theirs. Turns out its their new car and that’s what they really wanted me to see. Its a nice car. Big - a Pontiac Aztec. So they drive me to the parking lot. I manage to find my car without too much trouble (Praise the Lord) and I go home, tired and sticky but glad the day is finally over. So that’s the Saturday update. Look for more.

Well once more a weekend comes to a close and I have to get ready to start another week. Oh yay. Yes, that was sarcastic. You could say that I’ve had a long weekend because I was off Thursday and Friday, but trust me, work would have been more fun. I had a gastroendoscopy on Thursday and a cloposcopy on Friday. Neither is any fun. Found out there’s nothing wrong with my stomach other than a small hiatal hernia. They took a biopsy on the cloposcopy and I’ll hear back in ten to fifteen days. *sigh* Now I have something else I have to not think about for another couple of weeks. If it comes back bad, then I have a larger biopsy done as an outpatient procedure. Sedation. IV. I had enough of that on Thursday. So that’s the health update. Other updates to come.

So mom and I are counting carbs. Reason? She’s been recently diagnosed with diabetes and we’re trying to regulate it with diet and exercise. Why am I doing it? Because I’m a good daughter. The schedule we are using is for a 1800 calorie day, which is on the lose weight end of the scale. I swear its going to kill me. I’m starving. We just had dinner and half a bag was about 50 carbs so I could technically have something with 10 carbs and not be over the limit - but that would be a chocolate chip cookie and we’re out of them. Mom at the last one a couple of days ago. I’m switching from fruit juice to flavored waters (with Splenda, which means they have no carbs). I’d go water but I can’t stand the stuff. I hate the taste and I hate the way its easily changed to a metallic or chemical taste. I may be investing in a Sam’s Club membership so I can buy it in bulk - its cheaper that way. Unless I can get around to see my father more often and use his membership. But I don’t see that happening. So, no more fruit juice. Well, unless I want to use my carb choices on those and then I get less to eat. So, no more fruit juice. I’m going to have to learn to like diet coke - again, no carbs in the diet but carbs in the regular. *sigh* I’m not a fan of the taste of diet anything. Although I can handle Sierra Mist Free. I wonder if I could drink that. Not that they have it in any restaurants, but I could at least have it at home. Who knows. Maybe I’ll become aclimated to the diet stuff and not miss the real stuff. Yeah, right. I guess anything is possible, though. I just figured out that my milk that I use for my fiber shakes doesn’t count as carbs because you subtract dietary fiber from carbs when you’re counting them - which means they are actually negative carbs, if that’s possible. But that at least is something good. Hmm…I’m hungry. Since protein and fats don’t count when you’re carb counting, I could have something like eggs. Or maybe a hot dog. I think a hot dog roll is only one carb choice so I could have that. I’ll have to take that into consideration. Or I can just suffer. Or have some of that juice. Or since its getting later anyways, have my milk and pills and start prepping for bed. Maybe in a little bit - I’m chatting with howetoknit now. But yes, I know carb count. Fun, isn’t it?

Well, I tried to get to church today. I got all showered and did my hair and make up. I wore one of my new dresses. I left early. Yet it was all in vain because when the service started I was still sitting on the parkway West, at least an hour away from my goal. Well, it would have been at least an hour because of the traffic. See, its a busy weekend here in town. There is a huge country concert (one I would have loved to see), the annual arts festival, and a major highway closure. It took me 45 minutes to get from my house to the top of Greentree hill, which is about 10 to 15 minutes away normally (depending on traffic, that is). At that point I gave up, took the exit and turned around to go home. I was not a happy camper. I haven’t been in church lately thanks to this whole Terry mess and my stupid nerves and I was really looking forward to seeing people. Although, it would have been crazy with the new interns in for the summer camp. I think that starts the 18th, but they have training for two weeks before that. So that’s an extra half dozen or so people added on with the craziness that normally is there. So yes, I’m disappointed. I’m not going next week because I’m going to the baseball game with my father and his fiance next weekend. Good seats, too. And I need to find out if we’re having Bible study this week. I hope so. It would be good to see people.

As I write this I’m having an IM conversation with Terry. I don’t know what he wants from me. He’s talking about how stupid he was to break up with me. He wants to see me, to have coffee sometime, but I don’t see that happening. I’m being hostile. He’s being…pathetic. He’s trying to tell me he’s tired of dating and that he might have done things differently if he had the chance to do them over. Now she was married and he didn’t know it. He doesn’t date married people. He didn’t bother to read her yahoo profile. I did when she first contacted me and I found out she was only separated. *shrug* He says he’s going to do that in the future. He’s said several times in a couple of different ways that he had a good thing going and he was stupid and ruined it. To which I reply that he wasn’t stupid. Doing something stupid doesn’t make you stupid. I tend to avoid calling people names. Although the girl who used to sit next to me at work I thought (and think) is stupid. Now I’m telling him he needs to get going to church for Bible study. And of course he tells me he’s not going. So I could have went. Well, maybe not. I do believe that he would have stopped me going from the church to the car. He knows when Bible study gets out and he for some reason wants to see me. I don’t think I should let that happen. I don’t want to have to face him alone. Yes, I am scared. I’m not sure what of, but I’m scared. Maybe its that I worry he will talk me back into going out with him, even though I know its not a good idea. I told him that I wasn’t going to get back together with him almost two hours ago and haven’t heard from him since. I don’t know if he left or if he’s there and just not talking to me or what. *shrug* Not much I can do about it. I’m going back to the food network - Good Eats is on and I like that.