Thank you, email account for not judging me for checking my mail every five minutes. I just want that dang email saying discussing my visa and what to do next so bad. Can I go see my hubby yet? I refresh the email account. Nothing.
When I say let's hit 100, I do not mean weather. Around here, Chicago, it has said over 100F already the year. A bit too hot for me! What I mean is 100 followers! I am at 95. So share my posts! Tell your friends! Follow me! Am I begging too much? Probably but go … Continue reading Let’s Hit 100
Story of my Struggle I have been working out for 6 years with no results. I did fad diets and joined an expensive-all-the-works gym. I was misdiagnosed as a type 1 diabetic and got re-diagnosed as type 2 while in Norway. After going to Norway I noticed I the scale moved. I had actually begun … Continue reading Losing Weight 2
This immigration-moving-thing we're doing is proving to be a total pain in the ass and I am relying on family/friends heavily to get through it. I couldn't be doing this without help. In less than a weeks time I will be back in America with my parentals. Haven't lived there in 5 years so it … Continue reading Going back to US of A
There is a pupper I live with named Rappo. This pupper is a an awesomely cute pup. Here is a picture of cute puppers: Unfortunately no Norwegian person will call a dog, pupper. You should probably stop using the word pupper. It means boobs.
Despite airport security thinking my insulin pump was a bomb in Chicago, not being able to bring my black cat with due to a bunch of bullshit papers, and being tired out of my mind- we are safe in Norway. As for my black kitty, Stoner, my fears happened AGAIN. He did not have what … Continue reading First Days in Norway: Part I
In case you guys are wondering how eating for gastroparesis with also being type 1 diabetic is going. . . it's like this: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=85wujdlSSYI (. . . . in other words WHAT THE HELL AM I DOING? )