So here they are. Very few people ever saw me without a bra so no one really had a clue at how saggy they were. I am still in awe that they are so perky, trust me if I put my arms down they are still in the same place. So now my boobs are published on the net! Never thought that would ever happen. The scars are not really noticeable at all. I can see them if I lift my boob up, which is more difficult now that they are so much smaller. Before I could just sling them up, now they seem to be more attached and not as easy to physically pick up. I don't know if I mentioned this before but I had a pound taken off of each breast. Oh and the bra on the left I don't even come close to fitting anymore. It was my smallest bra and I thought that I would still be able to fit it and nope there is no where near enough to fill it anymore.

Here are a few more pictures from the trip. This is Jen and Mandy that I went with. Then there is the picture of Jen on the tiger cause the one place that she wanted to go was to the Sigfried and Roy museum and to see the white tigers. Then the picture of me holding my boobs is the night before our flight because I was still so happy about my new boobs. I am still in awe that they don't move and that I can't actually physically pick them up and move them around like I used to be able to do. So today is going to just be a random blog about a whole bunch of stuff. I will fill you all in a little bit more about what I did in Vegas. On the first day we went and got tattoos and then just walked around and hung out. Then that night we went with some gentlemen that we had met on the plane in a limo around Vegas. We went to Freemont street and gambled, I played blackjack and kept winning so that was nice. Then we went to Scores, this strip joint, cool place, Sean Coombs was there. Forgive me if I am re-telling you guys things I don't want to re-read what I blogged already I'm in a bit of a rush today. Then we went to a country bar then home. It was a great night. The next day my left palm was so itchy, I woke up and said that I needed to go and gamble. As luck would have it we didn't gamble that day at all. Instead we went to Treasure Island for a fabulous breakfast buffet and then Mandy and I went shopping at the mall. I think my palm was itchy because I got some fabulous deals. I bought a cashmere sweater, no red dot, for only $36 then I bought some stuff at Victoria Secret and then a really nice leather purse for $8. Then we just walked around and hung out for the evening. Early night that night, we were back in the room by 11pm. The next day was spent walking down the strip and going to see the tigers and then Planet Hollywood is where we had lunch. This day was New Year's Eve. As luck would have it as we were walking down the strip we ran into the same guys from the plane again. We decided to go to Toby Kieth's bar and we all hung out there for awhile then the guys had tickets for the night so they left and we walked the strip. Then we rang in the New Year on the strip and then headed to our room. It wasn't that we didn't want to party on the strip but really you just walk up and down and my feet were hurting from all of the walking already. This was the first time in my life that even after I had slept for the night I would wake up and the soles of my feet still hurt. That was my only complaint. Then on January 1st we went down to Luxor and Excalibur and toured around there. Then we went back to our rooms because that night was the Supernova concert. We started drinking at 3pm and I don't know if that was such a good idea. Made it to the concert all dressed up, the guys rented a limo for us and we headed off. It was a blast. I totally enjoyed the night, even though I was the first one to go home, way too intoxicated. Then the next day I had a hangover like I have never had in my life before. My eyelids hurt, my fingernails hurt, everything hurt. Yet we had to check out of our room and keep ourselves busy until we went to the airport that night because our flight didn't leave until 11:59pm. So we went back to Treasure Island for a smorg and I paid $16 for fruit and cheese cause I wasn't hungry at all. Then we went to the mall. We stayed there for probably 3 hours just walking and then sitting outside. We went to the Treasure Island Pirate show where they sink the ship at 5:30pm and then made our way down to the Bellagio for the water show and then back to our hotel for supper and to pick up our bags. By the time we went to the airport, got all checked and everything it was already 10pm so we really only had a couple of hours to wait. It was good, by 5 I felt much better and actually enjoyed the pirate show and everything. It was a great trip, I wouldn't have changed a thing. So glad that I went and now I want to go somewhere again. I didn't think that I gained any weight while I was there but I did gain 5 lbs and am happy to announce that they have lost themselves again and I am back down to 186lbs. This is my lowest, I want to lose some more but am not pressuring myself to do so, I just cut back and watch what I eat and if I'm not hungry then I don't eat. For so long I was in the routine that if it was a meal time I ate, I don't do that anymore. I used to also eat a meal just because I was supposed to and then have the snack that I really wanted. Now I just eat the snack, if I don't want the meal then why eat it just to get to the snack. Now on to the job. I had asked my brother if I could go and help him in March, he gave me the run around so I think screw it. My friend said that she could probably get me on working in camps doing payroll so she is going to talk to her boss for me. I thought that I would try and help my brother out because he will need a helper, but he wants to be an ignorant ass so why bother. I never hesitate to babysit or come and help them do anything whenever he and his wife ask and then I ask and he's a shit. His wife is awesome though. She and I get along great and she is the one that actually told me to ask him and then he's the doofus that says he doesn't know. I am hoping that I can give notice soon, ideally by Feb 01 but I don't know if that is going to end up happening. The only thing that I am a little concerned about is that if I am working in a camp and I have no idea when I will get days off I am no longer as accessible to Dave. Now this is maybe a good thing too. The way that it has gone over the past year is that I am always accessible whenever he is home. Now I won't be and he actually will realize that I also have a life and that my life doesn't revolve only around his schedule. Now my hopes is that he will realize that he does want me and that this distance will be a good thing. Either way it will be because either he will realise that he wants more, or that he doesn't, or that everything will stay the same. I guess I am extremely positive about the whole thing. Everything is just good in that department. I am happy. I feel that he is it, I am done looking, there is no one else for me. On the other hand if he isn't then obviously I am not meant to meet that "one" right now and I am just killing time until I am ready to meet him. I am also sick. I am so sick of being sick. I had a cold before Christmas and now I have another one. Last night I took 2 penicillin(in case it's a sinus infection), 4 odorless garlic tablets, and ate a head of roasted garlic and crackers hoping that it would lessen it. Nothing. I woke up just as bad today. I'm thinking it's time for a visit to the health food store to get some kind of detoxifier that will sweat out the cold. I am also tired all of the time too and I'm sick of that. I am sleeping I am just always tired with no motivation for anything. I'm back to going home and going straight to bed again. It's an effort to get out of bed. I think that's more because I hate the job. I tried to think about one thing that I liked about it and I couldn't think of any. Oh I have decided that I will post the pictures of the old and new boobs. I will just have to take some pictures. So check back tomorrow.

The Holidays

I think I talked about Christmas and boxing day already. So next is the holidays. On December 28th we drove up to Edmonton, I saw a nurse for my surgery and she said that everything looked really good. I had to wear these little tapes and a bra for five more days, 24 hours a day. So then we headed to the mall to do some shopping and spend those gift cards. Well the first store that we hit up I was able to fit jeans and shirts, this is the first time I have ever walked into a normal sized clothing store and was able to fit both top and bottom, either than Old Navy. I know many people think that I am just in love with old navy but it was more that they had XXL tops in trendier styles so I shopped there. So then we went to LaSenza and I was able to buy 4 bras, I am now a proud 40C. I would like to get that 40 down to a 38 but that will be a work in progress. Then we just went to the hotel and vegetated before having to get up super early. So the flight went of fantastically and the entire trip was excellent. I wouldn't have changed a thing. We arrived, checked in and then went walking down the strip. We took a cab to the Palms and then went to Hart and Huntington for tattoos. I got a butterfly behind my ear. If no one knows, Hart and Huntington is the tattoo shop where the show "Inked" is filmed. Lacey, who is a regular on the show did my tattoo. I way overpaid, $200 for a butterfly the size of a quarter behind my ear. I was feeling pretty bad about that so while my friend Jen was getting a tattoo on her foot I went and put $5 in the nickel machines. I won $76 then I cashed out and put another $5 in, I won $206. Now this made me feel a lot better because my tattoo was now paid for and I had more money than when I started with. So Jen finished her tattoo and then we went back to the room. We went in a limo ride that night with some guys that we had met on the plane who were from Vermillion of all places, yes we go 1000miles away to hang out with people that live 45 minutes away from us. It was really fun though, we went to Freemont street and gambled at Golden Gate casino, I won about $180 on the blackjack tables and then we went to Scores. This is apparently the most elite strip club in Vegas. I have no idea?! All I know is that it was a $30 cover charge and the guys paid for it and then drinks were extremely expensive, again they paid. Sean Coombs was there that night, that was about the only time I saw a celebrity. Then from there we went to a country and western bar. Then home. Now that was all just our first day. For the rest of the trip we just wandered around and went to the different hotels and casinos. We didn't go to any shows. On New Year's Eve we were on the strip but pretty much after the countdown we went to our room. Unless you are drunk I didn't see the thrill in being on the strip, we had spent the last couple of days walking to only walk more didn't appeal to me. Then on the 1st we went to the Supernova concert. That was awesome. I must admit though that this was also the absolute most drunk I have ever been in my life. Immediately after the concert I went home. I was done. The good thing about me being drunk is that I know it, I came out of the concert, said I need to go and then fell down. How graceful, in a dress and all. So now I know my limits and I will never be that way again. The next day was definately a struggle though, we had to check out of our hotel room and our flight didn't leave until 11:59pm. So we had the whole day to kill and I hurt everywhere, you know when your eyelids hurt, that's where I was. By 5:30pm I was doing not too bad, we had hung out at the mall for a long while just sitting in the food court and that was good. Then we strolled back to our hotel to collect our bags and head to the airport. The entire trip was very liesurely, if we wanted to see something we saw it if we wanted to go to our room we did, if we wanted to party we did, if we wanted to go to bed early we did. It was great. I also couldn't believe that for 3 girls to go on a trip together there was no fighting or bickering. That is amazing! So it was a great experience. Now for my upsetting news. I came home and got paid on Friday. I checked my bank balance to see how much I had been paid and it was $600.00 less than last month. I get an advance and then a pay cheque. My pay last month had been $1534.34. This month it was $856.34. So actually $678 less than last month. Now I knew that my benefits had not been taken out on the last cheque so they would be doubled but still that is a huge decrease. So I called the finance department. So what happened was is that I had filled out a medical request for my surgery to take from December 18th to December 28th off as medical leave. Then from December 29th to January 3rd as compensatory time, ( we get 5 days per year of compensatory time). Now I just assumed that it was approved. I guess you should never assume. They approved 2 sick days and the compensatory time but that still left me 5 days short. So rather than send me an email or tell me that I would have 5 days without pay on my check they just let me get my pay check and find out that way. Nice! I now have absolutely no respect for the people that I am working for. I have disliked this job for a while and now it is just confirmed that I don't want to be here. So the plan. Casey is going to school at the end of February, I will go and help Cory during that time, then in the middle of July I will take holidays until September and then I will go and work with Jen. She is doing payroll for Flint in camp jobs. She said that she already knows that she could get me on but I think I want to go and help Cory first, work on getting my body into shape a little then take the summer off and then go and work with her. Now I had said when I started this job that if I didn't like it I always had the option of going to work with Cory in February, I just didn't think that would happen. Low and behold it is. I am excited and happy for it too. There are so many reasons that I am leaving too, all the same reason that I was leaving PDD. Okay when I negotiated coming back here I had asked for my benefits to be reinstated fully, they were. I also asked for my holidays to be reinstated. Now benefits were given but I won't be eligible for holidays until next November, when I had started I said that I wanted holidays to be reinstated because I didn't want to work next summer. That didn't happen. My wage, I asked them to come up with the best dollar figure they could, he didn't try to find more money at all and I ended up taking a $10,000.00 pay cut a year. Then to not let me know that they didn't approve of my medical leave when I was up front with them about my surgery topped the cake. As if they couldn't have granted me 5 days in advance for sick leave and then just not let me have any sick days for 5 months. So I am a little bitter to say the least. Actually a lot bitter. I need to leave. Last fall I had said I was going to travel, and buy a bike, and take this up coming summer off. So far this job is not allowing me to do any of that. I don't have any time off until November so I can't travel, I am not making a lot of money so I can't save a whole bunch for the bike and travel, and I have no holidays so I have to work this summer. Yep, life is way too short I am going to give my notice in a month and be done March 1st!!!