I'm restless today.  I got up at 0600 even though the kids don't have school (parent teacher conferences - Jakes was yesterday and he's a straight B student, which is awesome for Jake).  Dave went to the gym at 0500 (like always) and I thought I heard the screen door slam announcing his arrival home from running the perimiter of the flightline (7 miles), so I hauled my ass outta bed - only to find that it wasn't Dave but the cat who had got shut out all night and was throwing herself against the door in a vain attempt to get in.  I let her in and by then was wide awake, so I made coffee and watched 'Robin and Company' until Dave came home.  I like spending time with him first thing in the morning.  He's usually on an endorphin high from working out and is in a good mood, so we sit and eat breakfast and chat about whatever comes to mind. 

Anyway, back to my being restless.  I'm thinking about moving the kitchen table into the living room, which is the way the AF originally designed these rooms to be used.  The kitchen is supposed to be a galley-style kitchen/ family room, but hardly anyone uses it like that.  They all use the 'family room' for a dining room - and that's what we've been doing since we moved here.  However, I like the idea of having the table in one end of the living room.  I could sit at the table when I'm doing stuff like homework and beading, not to mention the obvious benefit of being able to watch TV whilst we're eating.  I get like this every so often; a month ago I moved the living room furniture around.  Even if I don't like the way rearranging things works out I still know that I've cleaned behind and under all the furniture.  A clean house makes me happy.  I think I'll move things around tomorrow.  No, today sounds even better.

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I have to attend a luncheon in Dave's honor today.  He's leaving the squadron to go be a Raven, so they've got a plaque for him and will present it to him today.  I get to go because I've put in a lot of time at his job too.  I've gone and helped him with paperwork and have sacrificed for and supported him so he can do his duty (and then some) so I get to go have lunch bought for me too.  There will be photos of it all so I'll try and post some later today.

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Grace has a new friend.  A guy across the street has an American Bulldog named Tyson, and Tyson and Grace have been socializing with each other.  Matter of fact, Tyson ignored his dad and wandered over to see Grace yesterday afternoon.  Dave LOVES the way Tyson looks and said that for a brief moment he thought about breeding Grace and Tyson just to have one of their puppies.  I have to admit that I think those pups would be gorgeous too.

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I'm seeing my doctor on Monday.  I've been having hot flashes and other menopausal symptoms for a while but have been trying to ignore them, but the loss of libido I've been experiencing has spurred me to go get checked out and maybe put on some hormone replacement therapy.  It's funny that I'll put up with the night sweats, hot flashes, skin and hair changes, increased occurence of UTI's because of the vaginal dryness and the mood swings, but as soon as I realize that I haven't really felt like fucking for 2 MONTHS I'll take action.  It's not just feeling like it that's bothering me, it's having to make Dave work so hard to give me an orgasm.  He used to be able to just breath on me and I'd be screaming and digging my nails into his back - but that's changed, and I don't like it.  So, off to the doctor I go, and I'll probably come home with some progesterone made out of pregnant horse pee and some low dose birth control pills to replace the estrogen that I'm lacking. 

Getting older sucks, y'all.

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I pulled a pair of size 10 Levis out of storage this morning and tried them on.  I haven't been able to wear them for a few months because I gained weight (another menopausal symptom) - but this morning, I could get them on AND button them up.  All this gym time and watching what I eat is working!  I've been taking it relatively slow because I don't want to get injured and not be able to work out for weeks.  Next week, however, I'll have built up to going to the gym 5 days a week.  Monday is yoga day, and the rest of the week will be treadmill days.  I cannot even begin to tell you how much I like those treadmills.  They have little headphone jacks and a wall of TV's, each set to a different channel, directly in front og the treadmills.  I swear that's why I'm able to keep walking/trotting for so long - watching 'The People's Court' takes my mind off of what I'm doing and before I know it I'm up to 2 1/2 miles.  I sweat like you wouldn't believe, too.  My shirt, bra and underwear are usually soaked when I get done.  As nasty as that is, I relish it.  If I'm sweating, my body is working hard.  Working hard will make it leaner and more toned.  So, sweat = weight loss and better cardiovascular health.  Gotta love that.

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Grace is the most ungraceful dawg we've ever had.  She knocks stuff over all the time, and parks her ass ANYwhere.  For instance, Jake was sitting in the recliner this morning, and Grace got up in the chair with him and parked her butt on his lap.  She'll come sit next to me on the couch even though there's not enough room for her, and will just drop her butt on my arm or half on my leg and half on the seat cushion.  I think it's one of her most endearing features - she's so ungraceful it's adorable.

Alright, I gots to to get dressed and ready to go to this lunch. We're leaving for the restaurant at 1030 - these military folks eat early!