Catch-up Summary Post

I had mentally written individual blog posts for all of this, but ran out of time to get it all done, so here's a summary of the GunDiva/RockCrawlinChef household for the last couple of weeks.

Anniversary Gifts
Remember, a couple of weeks ago, when I posted about the perfect gift?  Lucky for RCC, he loved it more than he would have loved the mixer.

I got him the video camera he's been drooling over for a while now. 

It's a GoPro camera, specific for motorsports.  He's already used it to film a trip up to the Lodge and has big plans for it.

As for his anniversary gift to me - he caught me completely by surprise.  I was hoping for a Bosu, and you all know how much I heart the Bosu.  I didn't get one, but I'm not one bit disappointed.  What I got instead was a takeda cold air intake for Ripley. 

Now, I know it sounds like an odd anniversary gift, but I'm really having a good time with Ripley's mods.  Not only did it increase my horsepower and torque, but has already increased my gas mileage by three mpg.  Maybe once the new-ness wears off and I can keep outta the throttle, I'll see a bigger increase in gas mileage.

Ashinator Made It!
It was touch-and-go there for a while, but Ashinator pulled it out and graduated from high school.  I am so impressed with her artistic side, but that artistic side almost got her in trouble.  She focuses so much and puts so much energy into her photography, which is absolutely incredible, that she doesn't put a whole lot of effort into her core classes.  In true Ashinator form, she buckled down the last week of school and brought her grades up enough to walk.

Her graduation was at eight a.m.  Who on earth plans a graduation so blasted early in the morning?  Yeah, that would explain the ginormous bags under my eyes, but Ashinator looked amazing (as usual).

Grandma?  Not so much.
Can we say false alarm?  Cowgirl had her first "real" prenatal visit on Monday and turns out she's not pregnant, nor was she.  Despite my reservations about becoming a Grandma, my heart is broken for Digger, who had wholeheartedly embraced the idea of being a father.

Unfortunately, the news destroyed their relationship.  My fear was that they were getting married because of the baby even though they both denied it.  Turns out that's exactly why they were getting married.  No baby, no marriage.  Digger's gut feeling is that Cowgirl lied to him on purpose about being pregnant, as their relationship was on the rocks and they were all but broken up before she "found out".  I'm not sure what to think.  There were some inconsistencies about her pregnancy right at the beginning, but they were easily explained.  I don't know that she had any reason to lie or to go to such an extreme extent (scheduling a prenatal visit).  I think that she truly believed she was pregnant.

Monster's Sixteen
Yep, my baby turned sixteen.  It hasn't sunk in yet. Why is it that every time I look at him, all I see is my baby?  He's forever stuck at about four in my brain.  I just want to gather him up in my arms and not let him go.  Ever.  Being a teenager, he's not thrilled about that idea.  So I'll just have to rely on my memories of when he was much younger and a total cuddlebug.

Stalled Out
I've increased my workouts to five days a week, with two-a-days on two of those days.  Gymnastics Boy, who has now chosen the name Poquito Diablo, has embraced the challenge of getting me fit for Top Shot and has a whole new arsenal of torture. 

Still...I haven't dropped an ounce since May 6.  I'm slowly losing inches, but the weight isn't going anywhere.  My bloodwork from the 9HealthFair showed that I'm hypothyroidic and my fabulous Nurse Practitioner started me on thyroid meds.  Let's hope it helps me break this plateau.