My friends....Thank you!

Officially, the party is over. The great my hubs if 50 party!  And boy was it a party!  Of course many of you know that the planning for this party began months ago and understand that I have an over abundant need to have every little detail perfect which can drive anyone batty! Ok, Ok, Ok, I admit I am OVERLY OCD to the point of pure madness! 

Even with this acute illness which would drive most people screaming into the night I still do not understand why I have 3 FABULOUS friends who put up with me and are always at my side with every major event I load onto myself.

Through thick and thin they are always there doing whatever it takes to make it through.  Whether it's bringing/making food, decorating, watching my kids or whatever they are there! The last year or so of my life I have grown closer and closer to these ladies and honestly I can hardly mention them without feeling all icky mushy inside.

I was extra blessed for this party though because I had two extra hands, Toni and Cheryl on deck to assist me in my craziness! If only they lived closer they could be a permanent part of our crazy group!

Back Row L to R: Nancy, Malissa, Cheryl

Front Row L to R: Toni, Janet, Wendy

No Longer 21??

 As I sit here getting closer and closer to the big 40 ummm, errr 21 (right??) I am realizing my body is screaming at me for the years of neglect and abuse I have shown it.  No longer can I run on only a couple of hours of sleep because I pulled an all night party movie-thon, worked 18 hours straight or shoved my face full of pizza, coffee and a handful of mini thins.  (God those were the days! I mean I can't believe I treated my body so badly!)

So, now after being horribly sick for over a year and discovering I have an autoimmune disease (gluten intolerance--oh freaking joy!) I am finally paying more attention to my body and it's effin' health needs.  (Did you detect my angry sarcasm there??)

No longer can I eat a fat juicy cheeseburger, a large slice of Pizza Hut pepperoni pizza,



or guzzle down a route 44 Vanilla Dr. Pepper simply because it's happy hour at Sonic.


Now, I have to be a good girl grown woman and eat things from places like:

As if that is not enough I even have to make sure that what I do buy must follow my new gluten free diet which really can limit the choices.  I can't say the diet is horrible or anything like that and oh thank GOD I live in an area where there is a dedicated gluten free bakery that has wonderful gourmet gluten free pizza.  ( I think my husband's paycheck is a slave to this particular bakery.)

But in all honesty the diet does take dedication.  Dedication is all fine and dandy unless you put it with the name Janet. <insert very loud groan here>  I am not so great with long term commitments.  I mean the only two things in my life that I have stuck with are my kids and my marriage (and on some days I even check out of those!)

Now, one would think that the diet change is enough right?  OH NO!! In addition to this diet I must also add the old lady mountain of vitamins and supplements.

<insert even louder groan here>

So here I sit on a Monday morning with my coffee and my blog and stare at the mountain of vitamins I vowed to start taking regularly this morning wondering why I didn't buy stock in the vitamin company all those years ago when I was young?

(Because I was too damn busy pulling all night party movie-thons, working 18 hours straight or shoving my face full of pizza, coffee and a handfuls of mini thins!)