So much news! So much news!
I thought I was going to be blogging about the weekend. The Rolling Stones cover band, the AMAZING Saturday night at the Mandalay Bay Beach. Gin Blossoms! Everclear! You know how much I love Everclear! I think that any concert I ever go to in the future is going to be lame because it's not in a pool.
Yes, I went fully clothed into the wave pool to be in the "pit" area during the Everclear portion.
Chris wants to know why I'm taking pictures of our feet. And drawing hearts. I want to know why he is always rolling his eyes at me.
So big news!...
Chris and I are renewing our wedding vows for our 5 year anniversary. We had this idea when we first knew we were moving to Las Vegas. But now we can confirm it.
Saturday July 14th at the Little White Wedding Chapel in Las Vegas Nevada.
And yes, of all the little chapels on the strip I chose this one specifically because my girl Britney Spears got married there (the first time).
In fact, we had five location choices and I asked specifically for the one Brit-Brit was married in.
So if you have some frequent flier miles you wanna burn on a weekend in Vegas, we can fit 20 in the Chapel and you are all invited.
...or you can wait 5 more years because we are hoping to make this a tradition. Wherever we are in the world, every 5 years, we are going to have a vow renewal/anniversary event that will hopefully be just as awesome a party as our original wedding.
And where we are in the world is changing a little bit...
Because.... We are moving to California!
We officially got word today that everything is good and we have a start date etc. So now we go through another move. But one we are very excited for.
The number one reason for this surprise move is my health. This may surprise some of you because I try to stay positive and just post the good stuff on the blog. We are not exactly the party rockers I may lead you to believe we are.
Six nights out of seven are spent in our underpants, on the sofa, streaming Netflix, and eating food I cooked. Sometimes it's just me in this scenario because Chris works overnight and then sleeps all the next day. I spend my mornings taking vitamins and drinking Kale smoothies. If I have any errands I have to do them early in the morning before the temperatures get too hot. I used to think that I was lucky that I worked from 1 to 6, the hottest hours of the day. But it's been triple digits for a while now and it's building up for me. I have ice packs at the bakery and I sit there with a pack on my lap and a pack down my shirt. Even though we have AC at the bakery some days, I just can't cool down. Our electric bill is getting sky high because of the AC in our apartment. I try to stay cool and hydrated by constantly drinking cool fluids but some days it is not enough.
Sunday is my only day off and Chris and I typically have that day off together. We do the grocery shopping and go pet the puppies and it takes way longer than it should because I walk so damn slow. It's like the stress and the heat of the week catches up to me on that day. ( It probably doesn't help that I like to go out on Saturday nights.) Very often I have to take midday naps because I have no energy.This last Monday I slept for 11 hours. And the only thing I did on Sunday was go grocery shopping and the wedding chapel.
I need to get out of the heat. They told me that heat is the enemy of MS but I had no idea what that actually meant. I had never been exposed to heat quite like this so I figured any sane person would slow down during stretches of triple degree heat. But I had no idea the toll the fatigue would actually take on me. I hate the way Chris looks at me when we are walking around together. I hate that he's always offering me a drink and asking if I'm okay. I hate that even when I walked in the door tonight the first thing he said was, " You okay? You look hot." And I was hot. So heated that I had to go lay in my "cooling station". (My cooling station is my side of the bed. It's where I lay with an ice pack on my chest and the fan on my head.)
I'm also on week 9 of my medication. This has been going really well but the side effects are starting to increase. I chose the Copaxone over the BetaSeron because I would rather have the superficial ugly side effects then the constant flu-like symptoms. But the pain was stepping up. Chris does my injections in my "hips" ( upper ass cheeks) for me because it's hard for me to reach and use the autoject one handed. These injections leave welts and bruises. I am amassing quite the collection of photographs since I am try to keep evidence of the bad ones. Someday, I will post them.
I once said that true love was offering to trach your spouse with a bubble tea straw. I was wrong. True love is sticking a needle in your wifes ass twice a week (I can manage all the other days.) Even if she cries and twitches her legs and cramps up and falls face first in the bed and begs for an ice pack for her tush. And then you do it to her other ass cheek the next night. ( For the record it's not the injection that stings, its the medication. The medication itself stings you long after the needle is removed. Some days, no pain, others are god awful. My "hips" tend to be the worst area.
Sacramento will be better. It has to be. It's a more temperate climate and not the hellacious desert. I will no longer have to write my address as
The McKenna's
Rock Springs Drive
7th Circle, Hell 89128
There will be an actual Fall. There will be hats and scarves and trees and naturally occuring water, and coastline nearby. Maybe the heat will go down and my symptoms will lessen and my neck wont have a stabby pain that makes my right arm go numb for two hours after a movie. And than maybe Chris won't have to be all stony and silent for a few hours and make me so nervous that even when my arm feels normal again I won't be too nervous again to mention it. I did tell Chris that I think Channing Tatum's naked ass is affecting my neurologic condition, he wasn't buying it.
Also, Chris is originally from Sacramento and has lots of extended family there. The isolation here is killing us. We come from a land of every Sunday lunches with the grandparents, three-family holidays, monthly Farm Kitchen brunches, and friends we have known since childhood.We love each other, but we seriously need more people in our life! We have only recently discovered some distant cousins here and that has been awesome. I wish we would have found them months ago.
So yeah, Ariel Speedwagon is becoming our gypsy wagon and riding us off once again. She will get registered in her third state this year. I can't wait to pay for that :( We have to find an apartment, which will be strange since we are 500 miles away but whaddaya do?
This life has been a trip. It is nothing like we planned and everything like we planned at the same time. We wanted to spend our 30's travelling but who knew it would be like this? This is going to be a whole new adventure for us and I am sure will create more awesome stories for telling in our senior years. I am gathering quite the collection of high heels for rocking in my wheel chair someday. They will all be vintage and FABULOUS by then and I will be the best dressed lady in my nursing home.
Chris and I are going to have the best stories to tell and if we get delirious and forget them, we will always have this blog to remind us.
