Be Married Every Day… April 30, 2008
Dress April 30, 2008
Here is the dress I’m wearing to our Celebration of Life event on Friday… staff is “required/asked” to wear black and white to the dinner/dance gala that evening, while during the day we are to wear khaki shorts (at the appropriate length) and A1F polos. All I need now are some wedges to wear to the gala and then get a mani/pedi (because my nails look horrendous).
Migranes in Young Women = Strokes. Fantastic. April 30, 2008
It is now needless to say that upon finding the following article, I wasn’t very comforted (have a look):
Aug. 9, 2007 — Some migraines may increase young women’s odds of having a stroke, according to a new study.
The study — published online today in the journal Stroke — comes from experts including Leah MacClellan, MSPH, and Steven Kittner, MD, of the University of Maryland School of Medicine in Baltimore.
MacClellan, Kittner, and colleagues studied 1,000 African-American and white women age 15-49 living in and around the Baltimore-Washington, D.C. area.
The women were in their mid- to late-30s, on average (age range: 15-49). Stroke, which is America’s third leading cause of death and a major cause of disability, usually strikes decades later.
The researchers asked the women about their history of headaches, including migraines.
Compared to the women who hadn’t had a stroke, the stroke survivors were 50% more likely to report having a history of migraines with visual aura in the year or years before their stroke.
Symptoms of migraine with visual aura included ever seeing spots, lines, or flashing lights during a migraine.
Migraines without visual aura weren’t linked to increased stroke risk.
Reducing Stroke Risk
Among the women who reported a history of migraine with visual aura, those who smoked and took oral contraceptives were seven times more likely to have had a stroke.
“Young women with probable migraine with visual symptoms can reduce their risk of stroke by stopping smoking and finding alternatives to the use of estrogen-containing contraceptives,” Kittner states in an American Heart Association news release.
He uses the term “probable migraine” because the women’s migraines weren’t necessarily diagnosed by a doctor.
The researchers took many stroke risk factors into consideration. But they didn’t have data on factors including the women’s cholesterol levels, alcohol use, physical activity, and medications.
I have a Great Man April 25, 2008
I don’t know why I keep going over and over in my head the decisions I’ve made, or the decisions I want to make. Why am I always second-guessing myself? Re-addressing things and moments, and re-thinking all the moral decisions I’ve ever made. Why? What is that supposed to teach me? What does it mean? Does it reaffirm that I don’t know what I want? Or is it my stupid conscience telling me to stop listening to my heart?
Sometimes I just want to cover my ears, block out everything, and just sit in silence. Without any thoughts, without the words of my “elders” ringing in my head, without reason knocking at my door.
I have a great man. A wonderful, handsome, honest, loving, free-living, sweet, dedicated, GREAT man. Great men do not come along every day. In fact, I’ve never met one — that’s how rare they are. (It took 24 years for me to meet this one!) He’s smart, he’s passionate, he knows what he wants, he lives life.
And you know what, I can be a great woman. For me, for him, for my family, for my future. I have the potential to be exceptional for all of that. And you know what heightens my chances of that being so??? A great man. He makes me want to be better, he makes me want to strive for everything in life, he makes me proud.
I have never been very sure of myself. That comes from insecurities I learned back when I was a child — insecurities I may never get over. But, I’m okay with that…because my Great Man makes me forget that those “lesser views of myself” exist. He doesn’t see them — and when I am with him, I don’t either.
I have a Great Man. A REALLY GREAT MAN. And I’m not sorry for saying so, and I’m not going to stop telling everyone…and I’m certainly not letting him go. Not for all the tea in China.
GINA Bill Passes Senate!!! April 24, 2008
Ban on Genetic-Testing Bias Passes Senate
By Will Dunham
WASHINGTON (Reuters) – A bill barring employers and insurers from discriminating against people based on their genetics won unanimous passage in the U.S. Senate on Thursday, moving one step from final congressional approval.
The Senate voted 95 to 0 to pass the bipartisan bill. It is supported by the White House and health insurers but opposed by business interests including the U.S. Chamber of Commerce.
Scientists are learning increasing amounts about the genetic basis of illnesses ranging from cancer to diabetes to heart disease, and tests are being developed to assess a person’s predisposition to them.
For more information visit the Alpha-1 Foundation online!!!
Sorry, this isn’t a very exciting post! April 24, 2008
I don’t ever play the lottery. Ever. But today, as a co-worker walked around collecting money, I handed him my last five $1 bills for the office “lotto pool”. Not really sure why. Don’t even have a hope that we’ll win. But hey, what else am I going to do with $5? Might as well live a little.
On another note (equally as uninteresting as the lottery), yesterday for some reason I felt compelled to go digging through my bedroom for copy of N*Sync’s last album release “Celebrity.” NO CLUE WHY. I think the interest sparked afer hearing a DJ play “Girlfriend” this weekend in a club I was at on South Beach. I’ll be honest, I forgot how good this album was. Really. Not kidding. Being totally serious. Go ahead, laugh if you want.
On a slightly more exciting note, I’m going to get my hair done tonight! I am in desperate need of a dead-end-trim and my sideswept bangs are getting straggly. Also a point of refrence, I’m going up to L-Town (my college town) for a wedding shower this weekend and will be mingling with a bunch of my sorority sisters, many of whom I haven’t seen in like three years. (Terrible, I know.) So, can’t be lookin’ like a ragga-muffin. Which brings me to my next point…
I love Jennifer Garner’s haircut…and her svelt, toned arms!!! (I like to think mine are just like hers, lol.)
That is all.
~K
*Yelling* via text message… April 22, 2008
…can be heard LOUD and CLEAR whether you think/believe so or not.
Either way, it sucks.
Thanks.
~K
440-thread-count sateen sheets = HEAVEN April 21, 2008
Who knew someone could be so enamored over bed sheets?
Queen. Fitted sheet and flat sheet. A set of pillow cases – with an additional set as a bonus - making it four. A soft 440 thread count. Sateen cotton. All at $49.99. Linens & Things is the new place to purchase Heaven!
I immediately washed them when I got home, after making sure they’d fit snugly to my pillow-top queen mattress. I have been using an old set of my parents sheets since the fall because I haven’t had any extra money to go buy my own. How pathetic is that?? Thankfully, I’m more financially comfy now, so I was able to shell out the affordable $50 (thank goodness for sales).
They came out of the dryer all wrinkled, but I didn’t care — I had sheets!!! They immediately went onto my bed — the fitted sheet first, then the flat sheet, then the pillow cases, followed by my comforter. I waited till bedtime came to get inside, so to better enjoy the moment.
I slid into the sheets. It was a softness and smoothness I hadn’t felt in ages. Never before had I slept in such gentleness — maybe in a hotel, but I couldn’t remember the last time it had felt this good. I sunk into the bed as far as I could and let the pillows and sheets and comforter wrap around me. I was instantly asleep.
Deeeeeeep sleep is good.
~K
Nix the “Mom” merch, please. April 21, 2008
In the past, I have loved looking at all the cards and gifts on sale for Mother’s Day. I would skim the card racks and imagine the one I’d choose for my mom, provided she was still here. Sometimes, I’ve even purchased a card just to have in memory of my mom.
But this year, I can’t stand any of this “Mom” stuff.
I delete email coupons, turn away from the greeting card racks, and want nothing to do with anything Mothers-Day-related.
For the first time since she died, I don’t even want to go near photos of her. And I recently converted a home movie of our family’s last Christmas with her and turned it off half-way through. It made me so uncomfortable to watch it.
Don’t get me wrong, I love my mom and did so very much while she was alive. But, I guess, I just don’t want to fuss anymore. My sister and brother and I’s birthdays all fall on Mothers Day weekend and I really just want to forget it (not her, just the holiday). I’m tired of pretending she’s around.
I do want to get some tulips for her though. Maybe my brother and I will go visit her at the cemetary or something (it will be his last time there for a looooooong time since he’s deploying to Hong Kong in June).
Aggghhh.
~K
Anxiously awaiting My Soldier’s return… April 21, 2008
To my Dearest Soldier;
It seems that as numbers shrink to your imminent return, I grow increasingly anxious and impatient. It feels almost more unbearable than when you first left and there were months before I’d see you again. By the time you are home, we will have spent all but 7 days of our “official” four months together with you overseas. It’s strange to think sometimes that we only spent a week together between our introduction back in September and realizing we were meant for each other in January. How fortunate we are to have found one another — and feel so good and certain about our love! What we have is like diamonds!!!
I am sickened in the pit of my stomach over leaving “everything” here. Not in the way that makes me think ill of being and living with you, but more so in the processes of exiting my current job and home. I want so much to just blink and be where you are, away from everything that’s causing me anxiety here. The worst downfall in life for me is disappointment — and I don’t want to disappoint anyone. Sometimes I have this “I just don’t care” attitude and can go on making personal choices without any regard to those around me — that’s horrible, isn’t it?
I just want you, babe.
I want to - like you say - make a home with you.
I want a job that I wake up and enjoy going to.
I want to be surrounded by people who actually CARE about their own well-being, and that of those around them.
I feel weepy just thinking about you, and the wanting I have to be near you. Gosh, I can’t wait to see you in the airport — run to you and hug you!!!!!!! I know I’m going to cry — yes, in front of all your family and all your Army buddies.
I love you, My Soldier.
Always Yours,
K
