stock market kinda week

Have you ever had one of those weeks where the highs are really high and the lows are really low? I give to you my week:
Last Friday Kristy and Jeff brought Adalyn into the world and I was telling everyone I know I had a new "niece".
Friday afternoon I have to go to the "lady doctor" who proceeds to tell me she feels something on my ovary. Immediately like a tidal wave I feel faint and turn pale. Those of you who remember my surgical history know what I mean. Dr. Jackson tells me I should schedule a sonogram soon. Great! Just what I need. Not only do I face daily that I am not married but my ovary is giving up on me before I can have kids. To lighten the mood I tell my mom I should have just slept around, then she could have lots of grandkids.
Friday night my computer completely crashes. The infamous blue screen appears and laughs at me as my entire world is being held captive by my PC. After several hundred dollars, the Geek Squad downloads my hard-drive and some computer guy in India manages to salvage my computer, convinces me to buy more memory and helps me restore my files. Man, I had no idea my computer had become my fifth limb. I spent most of Saturday and Sunday reading books. I mean what else could I do, I didn't have a computer?
Monday morning I go to the dentist to have them tell me I have a dead tooth! Apparently I experienced some kind of trauma that caused the root in my tooth to die. Great, now my ovary and tooth are giving up on me. Apparently I am supposed to get a crown on my tooth before it, and I quote "turns black and breaks off". Thanks Dr. Nyguen!!
Wednesday night, I am invited to this in home fashion showing. I don't know if any of you have been to one of these but a whole collection of someone's fashion is brought to someone's house. The consultant explains all the clothes and then everyone has free reign to try on clothes. Sounds fun right? Well, there are about 15 of us. Me being the youngest in the room by about 8 years. Some of the clothes are cute. The majority of the guests are 50+ but the kind of 50 year old ladies that are married to anesthesiologists/plastic surgeons/medical directors, love to wear capri sets, wear Brighton Jewelry and spend their day at Curves, the hair salon or at Pilates - you get my drift. So the try on part of the show starts and b/c my week was already so fabulous, I shouldn't have been surprised when all the samples of clothes are really tiny. Now I am tall and I get that I'll never be a 2 but come on. Eyeing the clothes I can tell that there is no way I am going to be trying on these clothes in the middle of the living room with all these women who have had who knows how many plastic surgeries. Unfortunately there was a woman who convinces me that I really should try on these great jeans. They are long jeans and they need someone to try them on. Fine! I know this is going to be tragic but no one will let me get out of this. So I drop my skirt and put my ankles through the "tall" jeans. I get them up over my hips (thank you Jesus for looking upon me with favor) but of course they don't nearly button. So there I am standing in front of all these ladies sheepishly wearing jeans that have now given me a muffin top and don't button. Stinkin' Fabulous!!
So I really think that I did win for "Best Week Ever". However, I did have 2 fantabulous moments that almost made up for the week. I went to Cheesecake Factory with some friends. While we are waiting this heavenly creature (waiter) keeps walking by and we awkwardly make eye contact each time. You know when you tell yourself you've got to stop looking but someone walks by, you look and oops you made eye contact again. He was really tall with brown, messy-yet-fixed brown hair and striking blue eyes on his chiseled tan body... Oh sorry, back to the story. Well, we finally get seated and I tell the girls about this guy. Well look who comes to the table with tasty brown bread - my Greek god!! We make eye contact and I smile slyly at him. He smiles back and continues to walk down the row of tables. One of the girls watches him walk away trying to get a better look. Well at the end of the row, he straight turns all the way around to look back. Well of course, all of us are staring at him when he turns around and we giggle which now makes this very awkward. My little bread boy continued to run by our table but no more eye contact. Sigh... oh well, at least I got a double take!!
Then, today I was at the store. There is this really yummy guy that is pretty high up in command. We'll call him "Buzz". Hehe!! I have had my eye on him since April but found out that he started dating someone in June. Should have acted sooner but, oh well. Anyways, any time I visit his store he is always excited. He may be this excited to see everyone but I refuse to believe it. So today I made sure I had smokey eyes and voluminous hair and fresh lipstick. I waltzed into that store and (cue angelic music, fog and bright lights) there he is. He is busy talking with some managers but he grabs my elbow and winks. YES!! Then I go about my business, after all I am there to work. I am sitting at one of the tables in the coffee shop and he comes up behind me and gives me a huge hug. "How are you? I haven't seen you in forever." Of course I can hardly breathe but I'm breezy, hug him back and return the question. As we release the hug, as if in slow motion, our arms slowly drop and he ends up holding both my hands. Scccrrreeeecccchhhhh!! Hold the phone. He has a girlfriend!! He teases me about something. I really can't remember what b/c I am not breathing at this point. He winks and says he hopes to see me again soon. Yes, sir!! Alas, I really do think he is this friendly with all the girls but let me hold on to this moment for a while. After all I did have the "Best Week Ever" (insert sarcasm).