Hello, I'm Anonymous, and this is my little blog.
I like sewing, loom knitting, general crafting, cooking, blogging, reading, surfing the interwebs, and generally being lazy - because I can be.
I love 80s music. It would have been a lot cooler if I hadn't been an infant/toddler for most of the 80s. I love rock 'n roll. Mostly, I listen to Christian Rock, specifically 89.7 Power FM out of Dallas. I found the station one day about 3 years ago looking for NPR or something else to listen to besides 102.1 The Edge. The Edge was my #1 station for a long time. But they kept playing Nirvana like they were the new hotness, and it was super annoying. To this date, I have not listened to The Edge at all. I have Sirius satellite radio because I got a free trial with my new Kia Sorrento and ended up subscribing. That's where I discovered Dance/Electronic music, which has kinda been a new obsession.
On February 8, 2011, I had a weight-loss surgery procedure called a Vertical Sleeve Gastrectomy. Part of my stomach is gone. I used to weigh almost 300 pounds. I can only eat about 1/2 cup of food at a time. I've never taken an exact measurement. Everything has gone really well. I've never vomitted, which is great, because I hate everything there is about vomit. As of today (June 22, 2011), I have lost 65 pounds. Now, I have less weight to carry around, I no longer use my CPAP machine, I have less chance of developing diabetes, my blood pressure has decreased, and I'll feel better about having a baby if we choose to do so. I also look so much better in clothes, which is a downside to the surgery, since buying cute clothes can cost a lot of money. But I try to refrain.
I am a Registered Respiratory Therapist and a Certified Hyperbaric Technologist. I am a Hyperbaric Tech full-time at a hospital in North Texas, and work as an RRT on an as needed basis. I love my job. It's amazing how great it is. Just when I think I miss giving breathing treatments and suctioning lung secretions through ET tubes, I land a PRN shift in the Respiratory department at the hospital and all is right in the world. I make good money. But I don't work for the money, because I love my job. I learned not to take jobs for the money - twice. They were the 2 worst jobs I ever had. Take note, kids!
My husband and I live in a doublewide mobile home. It's a subdivision-type setup, but everyone has at least an acre, so we're all spaced relatively far apart. We moved here 5 years ago. We've put up this house for sale twice and didn't sell, mostly because of the economy and people who were interested couldn't get financing. After the second time with no sell, we figured we'd just stay. God must want us here for a reason. And when we settled here that last time, my life has been the best ever.
We're city folk. We're from either Dallas/Austin (me) or Ft Worth (him). This place was awesome: quiet, pretty close to work, quiet, lots of room, quiet, and priced right.
People who live in mobile homes, or "trailers," get a bad rap. Doublewide Diaries just goes to prove how not everyone living in this type of home is a redneck, goes muddin' in the back yard, hunts doves from the back door, have screaming fights in the driveway, etc. That would be our neighbors.
Plus, I just like to blog about stuff I do. I'm having fun and I'm happy, so I want to share it with the world.
Thanks for reading!!
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