The dentist

I have a dentist appointment in less than an hour. I hate the dentist, which would explain why I had 6 cavities. 4 of them were filled almost a month ago and I've had nothing but issues since then. The fillings they did, were messing up my bite so I was having intense pain in my jaw and teeth. It didn't help that the fillings were right on top of each other. I'm still having a bit of jaw pain, however that's normal since they drilled down pretty far to do the fillings. I'm always going to have sensitivity in my teeth, which means it's going to really suck for the next few weeks, only because the side I chew on right now is the side that they're doing the fillings on today. I don't wanna go!!! 

It's raining

It's the last day of March, it's 37 and raining outside. Which means when the temperature drops, the roads are going to be ICY in the morning. Oh... joy! The already 35 minute drive we have to work in the morning will be a whole lot longer due to the lovely climate we're having here. Why can't it be 65 and sunny all the time, as a low even. That would be nice...

Here I am

My mom has a blog on here and I thought, why not? It's better than having an actual diary, although I have a tendency to buy them with all the intention in the world of writing in them. But there they sit, on a shelf, collecting dust along with all the other books I've bought.  Maybe I'll actually keep up with this one. I've had a couple of on LiveJournal, even started writing a story on there too, but that went nowhere... same with the book I started writing. 

I'm Tiara, the mother of 2 wonderful little children, the fiance to the most perfect man and the daughter of the strongest woman I know. I've been through hell and came out on the other side with nary a scratch... on the outside. 

So here I am on a Sunday, sitting on the couch with golf playing in the background... golf! I hate golf. However since it's Sunday, and we have basic cable, golf is what I will listen to. Russ is down in the garage hooking the battery back up to his motorcycle so he can get it ride ready for the upcoming summer. I don't know if I'll ride, I've only ever been on one motorcycle and that was with a member of the non-family, a long time ago. Sometimes it seems like it was another lifetime or someone else's life. Sometimes I wish it was someone else's. No, I wouldn't wish that on my worst enemy. I'm who I am today because of it, and I like me... finally.