Tuesday, April 29, 2008
I was supposed to go today to have a filling replaced and unsurprisingly, I forgot. I remembered as I was stripping the bed. I always wash my bedsheets on Monday and as I was taking them off the bed, I thought, "So is it this Sunday I am supposed to wash the sheets because I have a dentist appointment on Monday?" And then ZING! I was all "Oh Frick!" It was 3:15 and my appointment was for 4:00 and there was NO WAY I could take a shower and make it over there. I called and said, "What's the charge for a late cancellation?" She said, "Is this geewits?" Because, yeah, it was not my first time. My bad. Anyway for $30 I got a 24 hour reprieve from horror.
I made this appointment when I was in the office a couple of weeks ago and I got all whiny about the shots, so they said I could have nitrous oxide for the shots. Then they told me, "But you can't have any beer." I said, "But I've had nitrous here many times and I always had beer before I came!" So they said, "Oh, okay." Yes, beer is my other dentist buddy.
Monday, April 28, 2008
Friday, April 25, 2008
I also bought a dark green foam poster board for to put these on. (hee hee) Anyway I separated the letters from the flowers so I could spell this out:
And now for a totally unrelated subject complete with no segue whatsoever: Lily, the cat that can disappear, disappeared tonight and I always enjoy trying to find her. Sometimes I can't and give up and sometimes I get frustrated and shake a bag of treats to make her reappear. But that's cheating. Tonight after going over the house three times I found her here:
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
~~~~~Addendum~~We just got home at 3:45. I think that's the longest I've ever worn a bra when I wasn't in Vegas (19 hours!!!).
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Some projects I finished this past weekend:
These are my new house numbers I painted. I still haven't checked them at night. I should do that.
These little white (non-reflective) numbers on the mailbox were pretty much the only marker we had. We live at the top of a little hill right where the cul-de-sac starts, so everyone arrives from the bush side of the mailbox and the bush sticks out a good foot or more past the mailbox. I imagine those numbers are only useful for the postman. And last but not least:
I finally finished the photo board for the anniversary dinner this Saturday and those are all the loose pictures she gave me. I will take lots of pictures this Saturday after I decorate the tables and all that jazz. It's nice to finish projects.
Monday, April 21, 2008
On Saturday, My Sweetie went for a haircut and stopped at the sporting goods store and got us a fun yard game. I love fun yard games! You throw bean bags into the holes for points. It was fun! I did pretty good for playing left-handed. Once when I was retrieving the bean bags, I thought it would be fun to drop kick a bean bags back to My Sweetie but it went up into the tree. Also on Saturday, I painted my house numbers. Every year for my birthday I give myself a present and I have really wanted house numbers for a long time. I sprayed a few layers of primer on these wooden numbers and then the green. This was the first layer of green and it freaked me out because it looked nothing like the color on the cap. Fortunately after about 3 coats the color was darker, more of a Forest Green. Lastly I painted glass beads on top for reflection. We just put them up today and I forgot to take a picture and I haven't even checked them out in the dark to see if they actually reflect, but I'm glad to finally have some numbers up there. I don't know how delivery people found our house all these years. In the picture, it's the back of the numbers.
Today, my actual birthday, we went to Main Street Arts Festival. Man was it crowded. My daughter met us there because she had to be somewhere at 6:00 and we were going out to eat from there. I thought this (below) was a really cool (and weird) thing so I took a picture and the artist came out of his booth and said, "Please don't take photographs." and I said, "But I'm a blogger!" Oh, and on the way in three different people were leaving and gave us coupons and I told them all, "Wow thanks! And it's my birthday!!" Two ladies at the Main Street store sang "Happy Birthday" to me. That was fun.
Since that one artist didn't want photos taken, I stood way back to take this picture, because I fell in love with the blue cat. How cool is that?
I think next year I will not have a birthday weekend. It really wore me out. I think next year I will just celebrate my birthday, like normal people.
Thursday, April 17, 2008
Man did I wake up stupid Wednesday morning. I have my alarm set for the radio to come on and it usually scares the bejeebus out of me, but not yesterday. I woke up groggily thinking, "What is all this noise?" Well this noise was the radio and it had been blaring for 1 hour and 1 minute before I even noticed it. I should know better than to stay up too late on Tuesday nights, but I am stupid like that sometimes. Fortunately, I got ready in plenty of time and left at the usual time. I did feel a little cranky and didn't call the biting dog people, because I was sort of hoping he would run out. It was a little chilly so I was wearing jeans and my suede Rocket Dog shoes which seemed aptly named for sending a little dog into orbit, but he was smart and did not run out.
After my route I stopped at the grungy bar that I always stop at for two beers and I usually give her $5 in adavance ($4 for the two beers and $1 tip) and when I reached in my pocket, there was no money. I had left my money at home! Because I woke up stupid. Fortunately I sort of know the bartender. I had to mail my parents' mail to them and didn't want to charge $2.59 at the post office so she let me tip her $5 on my card and she gave me $3 back. I thought that was a good deal for her, but a lot of people won't do that. It was also Catfish Wednesday and that little place didn't seem like they would even accept credit cards, so I called them and they did and I was glad because Catfish Wednesday was actually last Wednesday, but I couldn't eat there last week because of the hand doctor appointment and I wanted my catfish!
Then I got lucky with the bras, so that was also good. After that I went by On the Border to ask what happened to the guy that had helped me with my basketball brackets and he had been let go and no one knew how to contact him. I was going to give him $20 for his help, but I don't know how to find him. Besides, I didn't have $20 with me anyway, which I had forgotten, because I woke up stupid.
I feel a lot smarter today.
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
I imagine everyone has seen some form of these cat pictures with odd misspellings and made up "wurdz" on them. But did you know they are translating the Bible into what they call "lolcatspeak?" As my Dad would have said, "I thought I had seen everything." Here is some of the first book of Genesis:
At start, no has lyte. An Ceiling Cat sayz, i can haz lite? An lite wuz.4 An Ceiling Cat sawed teh lite, to seez stuffs, An splitted teh lite from dark but taht wuz ok cuz kittehs can see in teh dark An not tripz over nethin.5 An Ceiling Cat sayed light Day An dark no Day. It were FURST!!!1
6 An Ceiling Cat sayed, im in ur waterz makin a ceiling. But he no yet make a ur. An he maded a hole in teh Ceiling.7 An Ceiling Cat doed teh skiez with waterz down An waterz up. It happen.8 An Ceiling Cat sayed, i can has teh firmmint wich iz funny bibel naim 4 ceiling, so wuz teh twoth day.
And here is some of John 3:
An Jebus sed, "Ceiling Cat has invisible haus, u gots 2 borned agen 2 see it."
4 Nicoteneus sez, "wtf d00d? How doez dat werk?"
5 Jebus sez, "is da truth, u hafta be born agen wif waterz an spiritz an stuffs.6 Flesh givez birf 2 flesh, but teh spirit gives birf to spirit, k?7 Y r u so konfoozled?8 Is lyke wind, it doz its own stufs an u dunno how it werks, but is all ok, amirite? Is like that!"
9 Nicoteneus sez, "I doez not get it." :(
10 "Den ur not gud teecher," sed Jebus. "Lez flame tnak his b4se!"11 "Ok, iz da twoof. We says sum stuff dat we sawed, and teh peeplez is still konfoozled.12 I ben talkin bout teh stuffs on urf and ur still lyke, 'whut?' so whut bout Ceiling an stuffs?13 I iz da only wan whos gone to Ceiling so u haves 2 trusts me, mkay?14 I gots 2 b lifteded up lyke Moses an his snakedy thingy,15 coz if u beleeves ur not gon be ded! Eternal lifes, u can has it!
I seriously don't know what to make of this. Is it good? Is it bad? To me it's just really freaking weird. Here's the site if you want to check it out. I just really don't know what to think. And I thought I had seen everything.
Sunday, April 13, 2008
Friday, April 11, 2008
When My Sweetie got up he checked our yard and roof and said we only lost one large branch from our big tree in the backyard. He went on to work and later when I got up and opened the front door, I saw all this in my neighbor's yard:
So I grabbed my camera and snapped a picture and decided to check out our backyard. This was the big branch he saw:
Around 5:00, I drove to the drugstore and there were branches all over the place and some trees just snapped right off about halfway up. I wish I had taken my camera, but as I was at a light, I remembered my phone and snapped the picture at the top of a mangled carwash. (It's my first phone pic on my blog.) There was a really mangled used car dealership, but the picture did not come out well. My friend Carole had a lot of damage to a Maple in her front yard. All we lost in the front was a lot of mistletoe from our trees, but that is a good thing.
Thursday, April 10, 2008
Tuesday, April 08, 2008
I was having a good ole time out in the yard prepping all my pots for flowers. I have a system that involves pulling out all the old roots, pulling out all the spring weed growth, and putting most of the old soil into a big tub that I have already filled with peat moss. I recycle the old soil with peat moss to use as a base and then I use new potting soil on top. I am also excessively pigeon-toed. I always say I have Fred Flintstone feet. What happened was, I got my Mom's toes and she wears a size 10 and my Dad's feet and he wore a men's 7. And my feet are flat and duck shaped. Seriously, I could win an ugly foot contest. Or all them if there were such contests. I always had problems with my pigeon-toedness. When I was little, I'd run excitedly and trip over my own feet. As an adult I have stabbed myself in the heel many times with the other foot, but heels are rather tough. Today, I was sitting on the edge of the deck, turned to stand up and walk across the deck and my left big toe nail slashed into my right foot. At first I just thought "Ouch!" and kept walking but thought, "Man, that really hurt!" and then I looked down and there was a giant open crater on my foot. My first impulse was to throw up and my second impulse was to faint (because I am the queasy type) and my brain got confused so I did neither. But I felt all gibbly goobly and went into thought mode. My first thought was, "I need to get a beer and a towel and a Band-Aid and the Neosporin and some paper towels and take a picture for my blog and go to the tub and rinse this thing out." In the picture, the part on the left is just blood. The crater is on the right. I couldn't bear to actually touch anything to the giant open crater, so after I rinsed it really well, I put the Neosporin on the Band-Aid and put that on. Man that was gross. But what was even grosser, was after I rinsed it, and had the Band-Aid on, I thought, "I wonder if that giant layer of skin that is missing from my foot is still stuck under my toenail?" Eeeeeeew. IT WAS! Ick ick ick. Then I felt all flooby again so I decided not to think about it. I continued planting flowers and occasionally glanced at the Band-Aid which was slowly being soaked with blood. So I decided not to think about that anymore, either. My Sweetie got home while I was still planting flowers and I told him about my horrific ordeal. He and I are opposite on our queasiness factor: insects make him queasy and blood and gore make me queasy so when I held up my left toe (the evil one) and showed him the giant piece of skin stuck there, he snatched it out and tossed it in the yard. I hope none of you were eating while you were reading this.
Here's the good part: Kansas won! I won $420!!!! I think the last thing I won was a pink plastic flute when I was in third or fourth grade at a Girl Scout Bingo game. Well, if you don't count casino wins (but hey, the losses at casinos SO outweigh the wins!). I thought it was cool that the top prize was $420 because my birthday is 4/20. I'm going to send $100 to St.Jude's Childrens Hospital because that was my deal with The Universe. So I have a hole in my Fred Flintstone foot, but I have some money coming and St. Jude's will get $100. It's not all bad.
Monday, April 07, 2008
Saturday was My Sweetie's birthday and we were originally going to go to Dave & Busters, but around mid-afternoon, he decided he'd rather stay home and watch the Final Four. (That's the last four teams playing in the college basketball championship, for those of you who do not know what that is.) That was fine with me, because, A) It was his birthday and he can do whatever he wants and B) Those two games were very important for me if I am going to win the money and C) Christopher Walken was hosting "Saturday Night Live." I had all the "fixin's" to make beef fajita quesadillas, so we also had a great meal. And both of my picks WON!
(My Other Sweetie)
Saturday, April 05, 2008
Friday, April 04, 2008
So what I'm going to do is cause a lot of problems for random strangers. When I go into the doctor's office, they will call me back to hall 3 to weigh me and when they do, I will say, "Uhm, since I made this appointment, I have had a bit of pee trouble and will need one of your little pee cups." This is what causes delays in doctors' offices. A hand doctor referrral probably should take about 10 minutes. But now I will have to pee in a cup, describe those symptoms along with my thumb symptoms and wait for the results. My bad. And in case you thought doctors just overbooked like airlines, you were wrong. Well, in most cases.
Speaking of airlines, I booked my Vancouver trip (YAY! YIPPEEE!) in early February and although my next trip is only 13 days later, I did not book our flights until today. Unfortunately the best flight to Wilmington, N.C. leaves here at 10:05 a.m. That will seem like nothing to most of you but I normally sleep until noon except on Wednesdays when I have to get up at 8:30. So on THAT day I will have to get up at 6:45 and that will be horrible. Fortunately I can sleep on a plane quite easily. But 6:45? Ack! Maybe my Vancouver trip will help turn my clock around a little bit. I normally wake up earlier on vacations and Vancouver is already 2 hours earlier, so if I can stick to that, maybe that 6:45 a.m. wake up won't be so bad.
On a lighter note, it was lizard city around here today. I saw these two guys just outside my garage side door by the garbage cans. Or maybe it's a guy chasing a girl?
Wednesday, April 02, 2008
But what I hadn't thought of before was when the VCR first came out. This sounds so stupid now, but when a good movie would come on TV, we'd try to record it without the commercials. You know, hit record, then stop, then record after the commercials and so on and so on. That seems so remarkably stupid now. I guess it took a while to figure out that it was MUCH easier to just fast forward during the commercials. But here's something even dumber: The first time Star Wars came on regular TV, we recorded it. Well the night it aired Texas was having weather. And when Texas has weather it's a very big deal, so the entire movie had weather alerts running under it, weather maps in the corners and occasional pre-emptions with dire predictions of even more weather. So when we'd watch the recording after that we'd forget it was a recording and jump up and look out the window. I really love my DVR.