I have an identical twin sister. We actually do not look very identical, since we have very different styles. But basically, we do. Actually, we did.

Four years ago, I began orthodontic treatment. I hated my smile, particularly my overbite. I had very crooked teeth which just accentuated it. I always wanted my smile fixed, but my family could never afford it, and I certainly couldn't once on my own. Dh knew how important is was to me, but we felt that we just didn't have the money to make it a priority. Bu then dh made a lot in overtime those first few months of 2003, and we decided to spend it on my teeth.

If you've ever had braces, you know that an overbite generally cannot be corrected by braces alone, especially if beginning treatment as an adult. So jaw surgery was presented as an option; I could choose not to have it, but I was advised that I would not see the results that pushed me into seeking treatment. After consulting with two oral surgeons, I decided it was worth it.

So in December of 2005, I had orthognathic surgery. Specifically, mandibular advancement, maxillary impaction, a genioplasty, and sinus void correction. In other words, my lower jaw was pushed forward, my upper jaw was reduced (less gummy smile), chin job, and cheek implants. Let's just say, recovery was a long time.

As one could imagine, my face looks radically different. I am thrilled with the results, and absolutely love my new look. But it took getting used to. For the first few months, people who knew me well didn't recognize me at all. It was very strange. But eventually, my friends started to forget what I used to look like and now see the current me as the always me.

So when my sister sees my friends now, they don't recognize her, even though they've met. They know she's my sister, but still ask where my twin is (she's my only sister). It's very weird that the same people who said they can't get over how much my face has changed now can't remember how I used to look.

All in all, I had a great day! We had Audrey dedicated at church, which was really special. But when celebrating such an event, family must be invited. I am not always in the mood to be with family, especially dh's, but it's just one day, right?

We had a lovely service, Audrey did so well, and everyone who said they'd be there actually arrived in time. Wow!

We invited everyone over for dinner afterward, and ordered pizza and chicken. We had more than enough food, barely enough to drink, and not enough seating. But people seemed to enjoy themselves. It was a gorgeous day, and we got lots of family pics outside. Plus, all of the kids got to run around out there and burn off energy.

Audrey received two picture frames that are just adorable, money, a gift card, a book, and a silver comb and brush set. MIL is also making her a quilt, but she hasn't completed it yet. She'd done the same for Isaac's dedication.

As the ILs were leaving, though, dh asked an innocuous question. He needs to remember not to ask his sister anything, because she will find a way to make it all about her and start drama. So dh and his family stood on my front porch arguing for about 45 minutes. Meanwhile, my family is sitting inside feeling very uncomfortable and trapped. No one wanted to walk into that on their way home, and so were waiting for the situation to calm down. What a lovely end to our party.

Finally, they all left, and dh had our talk about his involvement. While I agree with his arguments, I was livid that he partook in said incident. I wasn't feeling very honored on Mother's Day.

Anyway, after that was smoothed over, dh gave me my card and gift. I received a gc for a massage! I cannot wait to use it. I'd really actually like to get a couple's massage, but this will work! Ds made me a cute necklace at church, which I wore proudly much of the day.

This is the only day that is ever all about me, and I really enjoyed it.

The saga began a week ago. I received a call from the gas company, saying that my gas meter was slated for replacement: would I be available the next day between 8-4 for someone to come take care of it? I said yes, and was told that I would receive a call the next day with an approximate time. So I hung around the house all day, but no one came, and no one called.

Tuesday, at 4:30 pm, I received a phone call asking if I was available that evening for the meter replacement. No, I wasn't, as I had people coming over later, so we scheduled it for Thursday (today).

Today was a beautiful day. I'd had a playdate scheduled at the park, but cancelled to be here for the gas company. I wanted to take a walk around the neighborhood, but was stuck at my house. My sister came over for a bit to keep me company, but I really just wanted to be out enjoying the day, not confined to my house and yard.

4 o'clock came and went, so I called the gas company at 5:30. Our house was still on the schedule for tonight, so we could expect a call later this evening. Having spent the entire day cooped up at home, I was pretty irate. Why should I give up even more of my time waiting on them?

I understand that things come up, but a phone call would have been much appreciated. How hard would it have been for someone to call at say, noon, to say there was no possible way to be here before 3? That would've given me time to walk to the store for milk, and spend some time playing at the nearby park.

It is currently 7:20, and I've still not heard anything. When are they planning on coming?

It's been way too long since I've done this, but I'm finally adding to it.

Potty training has stalled. Isaac is not ready, and we're just all going crazy trying to make him so. He does like to wear "duherwear" but he's not paying attention to his body. We'll try again June 1.