The Big Bang

I'm seriously thinking about getting my boobs done in Feb/March if I keep working overtime like this, after I get everything caught up. Think, I could work my ass off for a month, and pay cash up front, and they would be fixed for life. I am seriously considering it. I found a doctor, his name is Wesley Wilson in Scottsdale. Everytime I saw a stripper with a fantastic boob job at Bourban Street I asked her who her doctor was. And it was Dr. Wilson every time. He alone is responsible for beautifying the greater Phoenix area. So I emailed him to set up a consultation. I gave him my basic history = 37, 5 kids, nursed them all, 42DD, and that I want a lift and an aug with the biggest implant they can fit in there. I would need about 4 weeks to recover, so I have to take that into consideration too. But then it would be done. If they let me keep working like this, I'm just going to do it. But I won't do it without losing some weight first. This is the picture I am going to take to him, Make me look like this Dr. Feelgood:

(Can you say Career Change for Barb?)

I put a little picture of her in a bikini on the back of my badge to motivate me to keep working alot. It would be so worth it. Hope they let me. My hair is black again, but I'm thinking about doing some bleached stripes in it. Like this:

Got to watch "Order of the Phoenix" tonight. It was so good. The movies just keep getting darker and darker. I hope they make the last 2. They better.

Oh and I have a new favorite television show. I don't watch much tv, but this show just cracks me up. http://alpha.cbs.com/primetime/big_bang_theory/ . I LOVE this show.

I had been having alot of problems with hormones and mood and such, and not feeling good. Sex drive was shit. Gone. Poor Royce. But the pendulum is starting to swing the other way. Yeah. I must be ovulating or something, good god. Its like I'm waking up. Now to get the body that fits the sex drive. Very dangerous. I used to have it. The other day I was in the grocery store, of course I looked gross, just crawled out of bed. I looked down the vege aisle and apparently it was shopping day at the fire station. Oh My God, they were beautiful. Something about those big blue pants - my god. One of them almost ran into me around the corner later - bring it on. I find myself thinking like a guy lately. Completely distracted by a beautiful speciman, and craving Wham Bam Thank-You Man. Just a song can turn me on. And I have different taste than I used to. Its weird. Looks get me going less and less, and other things more and more. Weird. HOWEVER -

This has got to be the fucking hottest picture ever. Ever. Steven Tyler with those Harleys in the back. Holy fucking shit. And his voice ...... *deep breath*. I keep accidentally staring at the exact middle of the photo. Not a dry seat in the house.

Wow, I need to get home to Royce.

And I'm having SERIOUS strip club withdrawal.