Tuesday, November 24, 2009

You irritate me when . . .

  • I tell you to get information to me by a certain day and you finally respond the day after, then get all pissed that I didn't hold things up for you. A deadline is a deadline.
  • You feel the need to show how intelligent you are by composing paragraphs full of big words, but yet you misspell simple words. Get over yourself.
  • You think that microwaving a can of green beans is an acceptable Thanksgiving dish.
O.k., that's all. I just had to vent for a moment. Oh, and the surgery has been postponed until tomorrow morning, which is why I am blogging and not curled up in the fetal position, dying from the pain right now.

simply amazing

Monday, November 23, 2009

slightly nervous

The surgery is tomorrow! We had scheduled it for Friday, but then they called back and said the surgical center isn't open Friday, so tomorrow afternoon it is! If something should happen to me, (i.e. I die) make sure my make-up goes to a good home.

Missionary Monday

There wasn't anything that overly stood out in this week's letter, so here's a picture of Mark and his companion eating pig legs. Mark is on the right and appears to be wearing a white tie with his white dress shirt. Or am I seeing things? Interesting.

Sunday, November 22, 2009


From Gawker's Gossip Roundup:

Robert Pattinson and Kristen Stewart decided to opt out of going to The Box for their New York New Moon premiere after-party, instead opting to go to Avenue, where they could sit around, drink vodka, drink beer, get trashed, leave, go home, and do it. Robert Pattinson's psychotic, obsessive stalkerfans, are you listening? Tune your teenage to mid-30s adult ears to this: Rather than hang out with Kellan Lutz and the rest of their cast, you know what they're doing? They're going home and doing it. Now, I know, I know, you all think Kristen Stewart is the most evil thing in the universe and that she should die a fiery death while Rob realizes who the real lady of his life needs to be: you. You should probably get used to the fact that (A) this will never happen because you're not movie-star good looking and she is, (B) the love you do find will be some kind of settlement, (C) and they will probably work in middle management, and (D) they will not be a blood-sucking vampire, they will just suck at your will to live. So! While Robert Pattinson enjoys ditching his Twilight castmates for getting drunk and doing it with Kristen Stewart, you're getting prepared for life!

Saturday, November 21, 2009

Pieces of April

My favorite Thanksgiving-related movie is on Hulu!!! Check it out here.

Friday, November 20, 2009

laughing so hard

I'm currently reading The Liar's Club by Mary Karr. The book is, to quote the back cover, "a wickedly funny account of an apocalyptic childhood." That's a pretty accurate description. The Liar's Club is this woman's father and a bunch of his friends, who sit around playing dominos and telling their best stories. This is kind of long and I'm editing it down a lot, but here's her dad's story:

"Hopped the Double-E train from Kansas City to New Orleans. Cold?" He glares at each of us as if we might doubt the cold. "That wind come inching in those boxcar cracks like a straight razor. It'll cut your gizzard out, don't think it won't. They finally loaded some cattle on somewhere in Arkansas, and I cozied up to this old heifer. I'd of froze to death without her. Many's the time I think of that old cow. Tried milking her, but it come out froze solid. Like a Popsicle." . . ."I shit you not," Daddy says . . . "You hop one one of those bastards some January and ride her. You'll be pissing ice cubes. I guarangoddamntee you that.". . . "they unloaded one old boy stiff as a plank from down off the next car over. He was a old one. Didn't have no business riding trains that old. And when we tipped him down to haul him off---they was four or five of us lifting him---about a dozen of these round fuzzy things rolled out his pant leg. Big as your thumb, and white." . . . "One old boy had a big black skillet in his gear. So we built a fire on the edge of the freight yard. It was a kind of hobo camp already there, some other guys set up all around. Nobody bothered us. This old fella's stretched out behind us stiff as this bench I'm sitting on here." . . . "And you ain't never gonna guess what happens when they thaw." This is the turning point. Daddy cocks his head at everybody to savor it. The men don't even fake indifference. The domino tiles stop their endless clicking. The cigar smoke might even seem to quit winding around on itself for a minute. Nobody so much as takes a drink. "They pop like firecrackers and let off the biggest stink you ever smelled."

"They was farts?" Cooter finally screams, more high-pitched than is masculine, and at that the men start to laugh.

Thursday, November 19, 2009


I'm really liking Lady Gaga right now, but I hadn't seen any of the music videos until now. I'm not quite sure what to make of this. I like the song, but the video is truly like nothing I have ever seen before. Her eyes really kinda freak me out at 1:24. What do you think?

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Say what?

Am I a little slow? Did you know the husband in this movie is played by Tim McGraw? I still don't fully believe that's him and I even checked imdb. And you know if it's on imdb, it has to be true, 'cause imdb's like . . . I don't know . . . the freakin' Bible of Movie Info! My first thought was "Well, now I know why he always wears a hat and doesn't shave." He's completely unrecognizable (at least to me). Seriously . . . he's like a completely. different. person.

Oh, and I also really want to see this movie. Just the trailer makes me tear up.

Ah, the good old days!

Thanks, Jezebel, for this gem.

I'm so ashamed

I feel like I've crossed over to the dark side. I just downloaded "Party in the USA" by Miley Cyrus. It's just the one song, though. No more. I will not become a Miley Cyrus fan. And certainly not a Hannah Montana fan. I will continue my hatred and loathing until my dying day. Well, except I also already have "The Climb." Alright, that's it, I have to go download some ultra-indie music to redeem myself. Please don't judge me. I'm judging myself enough right now for both of us!

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Missionary Monday on Tuesday

I saw this Missionary Monday thing on another blog, so I'm stealing it. And not only stealing it, but stealing it and not including a link to the originator. Possibly not appropriate for a post about missionary work. Whatevs. So anyhoo, every Monday (or until I tire of it) I will post my favorite snippet from Mark's email. For those of you who don't know, he's serving in the Vina del Mar area in Chile. Here you go:

"Earlier in the week, we were contacting and a guy came out and just stared at us for awhile. Then he grabbed a rake and came up to us and said, “This is the house of Satan” and smiled. We left."


I keep going back to look at that guy's face.

Sunday, November 15, 2009

so excited!

Season 2 of Tough Love premiered tonight! I love this show. If you haven't seen it, you should check it out. It's on Sunday nights (obviously!) on VH1.

Thursday, November 12, 2009


So I am going to be having surgery. I'm going to be on progesterone for 10-14 days to induce my period, and then a couple days into that, I'll have the surgery. Obviously I'm not thrilled about having surgery, but at the same time, I'm excited to hopefully have this taken care of. Only problem is it's going to be right around Thanksgiving (depending on how many days of the hormones I decide to take). I'm aiming for the day after Thanksgiving, but we'll just have to see how it all plays out.

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

November 11, 2009 (and updates)

Outside my window . . . it's dark. And still too warm for this time of year. Supposedly a cold front is arriving tomorrow. We shall see. We shall see.

I am thinking . . . I'm feeling much better. I've had the flu (not swine, just regular) for the last few days. I actually managed to drag myself out of bed and shower today for the first time since Sunday. Gross, I know, but ya gotta do what ya gotta do. I think when I'm sick I develop a sudden allergy to water. I'm pretty sure it makes me even more sick to be clean and to be in clean clothes. I'm sure this can somehow be scientifically proven.

I am thankful for . . . sick dreams. Not sick in a bad way. When I'm sickly, my dreams are more vivid and interesting.

From the kitchen . . . I ate rice and scrambled eggs today! Whoohoo! And they stayed down-double whoohoo!

I am wearing . . . pajamas, but here's the kicker-they're clean pajamas!

I am going . . . to go to bed shortly.

I am reading . . . I'm rereading "Eat, Pray, Love." The Italy section has been making me think of all sorts of delicious things I want to make.

I am hoping . . . that because I've already had the flu, I won't get it again this year, meaning I will have immunity from the swine flu.

I am hearing . . . Theme from "The Mission" by Ennio Morricone. I don't listen to much classical-ish music but I absolutely love this song. From about 50 seconds in, until 1:50ish, it sounds like heaven. I believe this song is on my current playlist on the side bar if you want to check it out. Ooh! The song just switched to Yanni's "Aria" which I also think sounds like heaven.

Around the house . . . I have a sudden, overwhelming urge to change my sheets. I'm just thinking of all the sick germs on them, as well as the greasy hair nastiness on my pillow case from the last few days.

One of my favorite things . . . Glee!!! Did anyone watch tonight? I love Sue Sylvester and the scene with her sister made me get a little misty. Oh, and Quinn needs to stop being such a biotch to Finn, especially since he's not the baby daddy.

A picture . . . Me and the neti pot. I blogged about this. You can read about it here.

  • Unfortunately, I was forced to clean out the garage like I feared in my last blog post.
  • I see the ob/gyn surgeon dude tomorrow. Hopefully all will go well and I will have something to report.
  • Not an update, but an aside: Did anyone see Carrie Prejean on The View this week? If not, could someone (Traci) please go watch the clip on YouTube so that we can discuss her hostility and stupidity. Thanks!

Saturday, November 7, 2009

November 7, 2009

Outside my window . . . Wow, Friday was gorgeous! Perfect weather. I think it's supposed to be a little cooler today, but still pretty nice.

I am thinking . . . it would be really awesome if I could go ahead and go back to sleep now. It's about 5 a.m.

I am thankful for . . . great new co-workers. Well, great for the most part! I was worried that work wouldn't be as much fun with all these new people, but everyone seems really cool so far-again, for the most part-there are definite exceptions! Fortunately I make the schedule!

From the kitchen . . . I still haven't done anything with the apples. I have a rotisserie chicken carcass in the freezer, so maybe I'll make some soup today. I love the extra little bit of flavor you get when you make broth with rotisserie chicken.

I am wearing . . . pajamas.

I am going . . . to go back to bed in a few minutes.

I am reading . . . I've been struggling lately to find novels that hold my attention. Any suggestions? I have plenty of non-fiction that I'm working on, but sometimes you just need a good fiction book to snuggle up with.

I am hoping . . . that I can somehow avoid cleaning out the garage today. I can foresee my dad going on one of his little cleaning rampages again today.

I am hearing . . . the wind rustling through the trees.

Around the house . . . I'm still working on decluttering. I need to stop making excuses about why I need to keep every little thing. "I might need it some day" is not a valid excuse when it's been sitting around for several years already and it hasn't been needed. I'm paranoid that as soon as I get rid of something, I'm going to need it. I have a feeling that I'm going to end up being a hoarder. Maybe someday you'll see me on that A&E show!

One of my favorite things . . . sunflower seeds in the shell. I love the saltiness.

A picture . . . Proof that I am capable of camping and fishing, even though I prefer not to. And look at Mark in this picture! He was so little!

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

November 4, 2009

Outside my window . . . there's not a cloud in the sky. I guess this could be a good thing, but I'm missing Fall. It feels too warm for this time of year.

I am thinking . . . I hate watching tv live. DVR and fast forwarding through commercials has spoiled me.

I am thankful for . . . reality shows that let me participate in the drama without actually having it in my life.

From the kitchen . . . I haven't made much lately since I've been feeling crappy. We have a ton of apples I need to do something with, though. Any ideas? I'm not a huge fan of apple pie, so I need some good recipes other than that.

I am wearing . . . my Mia Michaels pants.

I am going . . . to eventually be productive today. Hopefully.

I am reading . . . I just finished "The Last Girls." I forget who it's by. It was pretty good. Three out of five stars.

I am hoping . . . that I can survive another week until "Glee" is back on.

I am hearing . . . the sound of the t.v. I'm watching "Little House" and it's one of the episodes with Jason Bateman.

Around the house . . . I'm trying to declutter. I'm going through my books and trying to get rid of the ones I've already read. It's so hard to part with them, though!

One of my favorite things . . . snuggly dogs.

A picture . . . I don't remember where I got this from, but I thought it was hilarious. That kid is awesome.

Monday, November 2, 2009

best doctor's appointment ever!

Once again, if you don't want to know about my gimpy lady bits, please stop reading now.

I had my appointment with the ob/gyn today and it was freakin' awesome! Up until today I was really frustrated and I felt like nobody was listening to me, so before the appointment I got myself all psyched up to speak up for myself and be my own advocate, and I was all ready to go and I wasn't going to take any crap, etc. It turns out the doctor was a sweet old man (I'm guessing 70's) and get this, he listened to every single thing I had to say. Upon the advice of several people, I had typed up a list of all of my "female issues" over the years. It was seriously a page long, and instead of taking it from me and glancing at it, he had me go over every single thing on my list. Every. Single. Thing. It was awesome. And I told him about this summer when I went to the doctor because of sudden, excruciating back pain and how the doctor just dismissed me and said it was because I'm fat and I needed to see a dietician, and this doctor, who is possibly my new hero, actually rolled his eyes and looked disgusted!!! And then . . . THEN . . . he said he was sorry that this hadn't been diagnosed ten years ago! So let's recap . . . he listened to my entire list AND apologized! How cool is that!

Before I get carried away with my enthusiasm, he said he's 98% sure that I have endometriosis, which happens to be his specialty. I'm going to see a doctor next week who, if he agrees with the diagnosis, will go in laparoscopically and remove the endometrial tissue. Do you know how great it is to have someone finally (after 15 years) figure out what the problem is (well, hopefully, at least) and know what to do about it!?! It's just nice to finally be able to say that all of this crap over the years is because of one specific thing and that it can be managed. Hooray!

Oh, and this was funny-I was standing at the nurse's desk, waiting for my referral, and another one of the doctor's patients called up and from what I could tell, it sounded like she was trying to get pregnant and was ovulating. That's not what's funny. He got on the phone with her and told her to have her husband (who's the student and would be on campus) come by the health center and get a specimen cup and then have him um . . . give a specimen. That's not what's funny either. What's funny is that he told her, and this is almost word for word, not to just send him to the bathroom with the cup, but to make a little love and help him get the specimen. I thought that was awesome.

Video of the Day #2

Could not stop laughing! Love it!

Video of the Day #1