I won’t be posting anything funny or politically incorrect tonight.

The tests and ultrasound came back today and my cat, Danka, has cancer. I’ll be spending the evening with her.

Wednesday, I had a doctor’s appointment with the same specialist I saw six years ago about my stomach problems. My stomach has been acting wonky again with the addition of even more acid reflux that has been interfering with my asthma.

I spoke with the specialist and told him that pretty much anything I eat, I’m in pain. The doctor, who is also a surgeon, said that he wanted me to try going back on some medications I tried a few years ago, keep a food diary, get more of the same test done, and, oh yes, lose weight. He threw that in as a P.S. right before the appointment was over, and even though I knew I was coming, I still got really offended by it. It’s one thing for your family to tell you that you need to lose weight (thanks, mom) but coming from a complete stranger results in a different reaction. I could feel myself tearing up when he said that it wouldn’t hurt to lose 10-20 lbs. but I didn’t start crying. I wanted to storm out of the room and go home, but I decided that wouldn’t be a very mature thing to do.

I think the biggest wake up call was yesterday at my physical appointment. I knew I would have to step on the scale, and I knew that I had gained a lot of weight since the same time last year. Let’s just say that I need to lose more than 20 lbs.

My eating habits need to change, but what can I eat that won’t hurt my stomach or cause any other pain? How can I work out without my asthma and acid reflux getting in the way? Thankfully, Travis found some information for me so I can do just that and it involves using my puffer. How sexy is that!

So here is what I’m going to propose to myself, and you out there in Internet Land. My pre-New Year’s resolution is going to be that I get my butt in gear (literally and figuratively) before everyone starts to begin thinking about their resolutions. I’m planning on starting a month early, December 1, so I can not only see if losing weight is right for me (it is) but if it will benefit my health in the long run (it will.) I think that having a partner like Travis by my side no matter what my decisions are (surgery to correct the problem or staying on medication) is going to help motivate me and keep my goals in site.

Wish me luck, friends!

I take the train to and from work everyday, and everyday, I see the same married couple who sit on the same car as I do. I’ve been secretly observing them and how they interact with each other. Here are my findings.

This couple looks like complete opposites, and not in the “opposites attract” kind of way. The husband is on the husky side, dressing casually everyday. To me, he comes off as a social media douchebag. When he talks on his white iPhone, he’s loud and obnoxious. His wife on the other hand is always well dressed and wears trendy clothes and boots. She’s quiet and comes off as meek and somewhat of a prude. Together, they are awkward. They never touch, hold hands, kiss, and when they do speak, it’s briefly, and in short sentences.

Earlier this week, I saw the husband kick open the door to the train platform while holding a cup of coffee, not bothering to hold the door open for his wife. It shut in her face.

It’s hard for me to believe that a married couple can act like this. It reminds of me young relationships where you don’t know if you should hold the other person’s hand because they may feel like you’re moving too fast, or even if they like you “in that way.”

Maybe I feel this way because I’m head over heels in love with Travis, and make a point to tell him countless times a day how much I love him, hold his hand at every moment I can, and make sure that I look him in the eyes when I need to tell him something. And maybe I feel this way because Travis is a gentleman, polite, passionate and chivalrous, tells me countless times a day how much he loves me, holds my hand at every possible moment and looks me in the eyes when he needs to tell me something.

I guess if I had one wish, it would be that every couple – dating, married or otherwise – could be happy and over the moon in love. It’s a great feeling, so why not give it a try.