My hubby is following me!!!

This is me with my surgeon, Dr. Rehnke, on the day before surgery. I will talk more about this later. I realized that I needed to put more words between My surgeon that gave me the gift of new life and the next few words...My All-time favorite stalker is following me... my incredible husband. I check my followers to make sure I am checking out their blogs too, if they have them. I saw my own face smiling back at me... He's adorable. Anyway, this doesn't change anything since we have no secrets between us in our marriage... and I keep no secrets from you loyal followers either... but I thought it was worth mentioning. My niece, Niki, and her boyfriend Chuck are coming down next week to help my Mom who lives with us drive up to visit my Brother and family. I saw Niki when I was up there meeting my newest nephew Blake in June and I met her boyfriend who she lives with... I can't believe she'll be 21 in Spetember... I remember changing her diapers. She asked me and George to sign her and Chuck into Disney so I guess I'll be doing alot of walking next week in the extreme heat, but It will be nice to see her show Chuck DisneyWorld for the first time. I never told you the story about my near death experience right after my surgery with my Mom. First let me say... She is not a bad driver, if she stays awake, that is... Well, after my hernia repair and band installation, I wasn't allowed to drive right away. So, my Mom drove me back and forth to doctor appts. while my hubby worked. She picked me up at the hospital when I was released too. She doesn't sleep well at night, sometimes waking up 3 or 4 times since she has sleep apnea and doesn't wear the Cpap Machine. So, I was thrilled to get home safe when I got out of the hospital... but I had my followup appt 2 weeks later and my Mom still insisted on driving until Dr. Rehnke cleared me to drive. She kept falling asleep at the wheel and I was clinging to the dashboard and yelling to keep waking her up. Anyway, I screamed at the top of my lungs when she almost drove under the 18 wheeler stopped at the light in front of us.... fast forward to me, running after my surgeon when he leaves the room after my appt....to beg him to tell my Mom I could drive home. I told him "You gave me a new lease on life and she's trying to evict me...." Tomorrow is my 4 month followup to the surgeon's office and I look forward to seeing how much weight I lost this month.... I am sorta hoping to be in THREEDOM... That is the word I made up to represent the 300's. I had to make on up since all you skinny bitches never begged for THREEDOM like me, but some of you are begging to escape it. I know... Don't Hate, Tolerate! Let's keep your fingers crossed for me... even though I called you a skinny bitch. I meant it in the nicest way possible.... Can you spell NVus?