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J. Gilberts

If you have read any of my posts you’d know that I am a chef and like most chefs we love food. I am definitely a self-proclaimed foodie. However, I have not been able to go out and dine at a nice restaurant in while. But today was my husband’s birthday and we decided to go to J. Gilberts. It was FABULOUS! Everything from start to finish was beyond excellent! We did not have a wait at all we got there shortly after they opened. The prices were reasonably priced especially when you factor in everything that you get with your meal. The hubs and I decided to select something from the Prix-fixe menu which gave you three courses. The first course was a soup or salad, the second course of various entrees, and the third course of a dessert. In my opinion, if you want to save some money select from the Prix-Fixe menu. You will get more food items for less money than you would by ordering separately. Now don't worry you will still get full-sized food portions. ...

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I was driving around the other day and for some reason, thoughts of “ I’m thirty-two years old, I’m thirty-two years old ” kept repeating in my head over and over. The thought of how old I am in conjunction with negative thoughts of how I am not where I thought I would be by now would not stop. I am, well I was an overachiever and a perfectionist. If I made a mistake on something I went back to it and quadrupled my efforts to remedy the situation. In some ways, I am still like that but it has been a little difficult not having the same level of “push through” mentality that I once had.  I love to hear stories of Starting Over or “Just Getting Started Now” stories from people who are my age and older who are still pursuing their dreams and discovering new ones. I don’t believe in coincidences and I believe that everything can be and is created to push, motivate, and inspire us. So the other day I started writing this post but I put it to the side because I had some oth...

Why I Stayed Married

If you’ve read my post “ Why Did I Get Married ” you’ll know how my husband and I got married. Now you’ll I will tell you why we stayed married. We got married December 25 th, 2007 he was twenty years old and I was twenty-two. I got pregnant with our first child shortly after we got married in February of 2008 and had him in October 2008. Then I got pregnant again and had our daughter December of 2009. Now in between having these children, some things changed. I stopped working right before our wedding but I stayed in school. I eventually stopped going to school once I got farther along in my first pregnancy. Later my husband stopped working and went to work for our church at the time. Long story short things did not work out with that and our house went into foreclosure. This was in the summer of 2010 after that we decided to relocate to Georgia. After staying with my mother-in-law for a few months we got our own place in another city about forty minutes from her. My husband had a j...

Why Did I Get Married

The way my husband and I got married was similar to an arranged marriage but not quite. I was twenty-two years old and he was twenty. Many, many years ago we attended a church that did not believe in dating…which is something we’ll discuss later on because yes I know that’s crazy. But anyway I knew of my husband but I did not know him. His Uncle and Aunt attended the church that I went to and later on the hubs came to the church. He was a cool dude but we did not talk very much other than “HI” and “Bye”. Everyone thought it’ll be cute if we dated. Well, that didn’t happen. He left the church for a while but later came back and joined. When he came back he had a girlfriend so that was a no for me dawg πŸ˜…. So let’s circle back to this to this whole “no dating” thing. At the time the church did not believe in dating because what was the purpose of it, there was too much temptation and all that extra stuff. It was some other rhetoric behind it but I can’t really remember too much now...

I'm Tired II

Last night felt like the absolute WORST sleep I’ve ever had! I was so freaking hot because our thermostat was acting a complete and utter fool. Lately, it has been dropping from around seven-five degrees to around sixty-two degrees. Why? I don’t know but we will wake up freezing. Throughout the night it will become really cold but we all will just snuggle deeper under our covers and/or grab more blankets to stay warm. Then in the morning me or the hubs…okay, mostly the hubs would go to the thermostat to turn it back up.   Problem is I woke up about two o’clock in the morning and I wasn’t cold. I was BURNING UP πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯ I think the temperature continued to rise and I didn’t want to get out of the bed to try and fix it. What was the point? Like I said before the thermostat is crazy and does what it wants to do and last night it wanted to impersonate the core of hell so I just had to deal with it.   Still, I thought I’d eventually get some sort of sleep. NOPE ! Surprisingl...

One Month Post Op

Last week I had my four-week follow-up appointment from when I had Open-Heart surgery and everything went really well. My heartbeat is regular and I no longer have a heart murmur. I don't feel out of breath like I did before. It's crazy because I did not realize how often I was out of breath before until now. I am allowed to drive which I was doing anyway, not far just a few minutes from my house to the store and things like that. But my doctor knew I was going to be doing what I wanted to anyway. That’s why when he asked me that question he kind of gave me the side eye. He’s a really laid-back and straight-to-the-point doctor. He wanted to see me healed, whole, and continue on with my life. I was glad that he was my surgeon. He even took me off some medications earlier than expected.  Before my one month follow-up I was taken off the diuretic pills (pills to increase urination) and Atorvastatin (pills to control/lower cholesterol). That helped me a LOT because I was ha...

I Wasn't Ready

The other week I was trying to catch up on some wifely duties if you know what I mean. Mom, Dad y’all can skip right on past this post. Thank you! So anyway the things that I would normally do I couldn’t because I couldn’t move around as much as I used to prior to having surgery. That didn’t stop me from trying thoughπŸ˜‰. But it should have. Later on that night my chest was on fire!!! I said that I would not take any more of the drugs I was given for pain because I didn’t like how they made me feel. Well, I got over that real quick. I took Roxicodone, Tylenol, and I think I took some aspirin. I probably would have taken some gin or something too if I had some in the house. I was in so much pain!!! The hubs was happy though…well kind of. He started getting worried. I don’t know what I was thinking. I’m not a gymnast I can’t be trying to do no backflips, half splits, sliding down the bed sideways and breathe all at the same time. Issa NO!!! I had major surgery not too long ...

My Time At The Hospital

Today marks exactly four weeks post my Open Heart Surgery. I had my operation on February 5 th , 2018. I was only in the hospital a total of four days. Some days were fine. I sat, ate, and watched marathons of House Hunters, Property Brothers , and the Food Network. So I was good…until the pain started.   I had two IV’s coming out of the right side of my neck, one IV in my left hand, one IV in my left arm, a catheter (you know where), and two chest tubes in my chest. The nursing staff gave me Fentanyl, Tylenol, and OxyContin to control the pain . At times there was still some pain even with the drugs. They wanted to keep me at a level three of pain which was tolerable. But there were times when I had pain so bad that I was asking for ALL of the drugs that they had. Tuesday night (technically Wednesday) around three o’clock in the morning I had a ROUGH night.  I could not go to the bathroom. The medications “stop you up” if you know what I mean TMI. One of my nurses w...

Do I Really Want It

As much as I want every dream that I have to come true, I can truthfully say that at times I question if I really want to put in the work to see my dreams actually come into fruition. I've had my share of jobs, about five or six, since I started working at eighteen years old.  I am thirty-two years old now. Which each job I was promoted fairly quickly and I know that it was due to the drive that I had. Now that I am transitioning into working for myself in addition to working for someone else. Oddly enough I actually like my job...most times but that's another post for another day πŸ˜‚. Anywho I can say that the drive I once had isn't there anymore. Some days I get so excited to get up and work on my dreams and other days I just want to work my nine-to-five and sleep in. I will say that the medications that I am currently on have been making me fall right to sleep during the day. But there no excuses, so to counteract that issue I have been writing and researchin...