| Gotta love two year olds! |
[15 Nov 2009|08:24pm] |
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We are redoing the floor in the hallway. We are going to continue the wood laminate in there. In prep, we pulled up the carpet. Unexpectedly, there is a half-dollar size hole in the floor in one spot. About what you would expect for some sort of gas pipe, etc., only there is no pipe there. Well, since we pulled up the carpet, things have gone missing around here. Today, Rosebud spotted Liam dropping something down the hole. So Mr IR got the flashlight and peered through the hole and...holy moley we've hit the motherload! *g*
In view are several butter knives, a couple of Mr Ir's good screw drivers, a bag of cheetos (how'd he get those through there?), and a corn skewer. Goodness knows what else is down there.
Only problem is, it's on top of the basement ceiling, kind of right in the middle. So we have to go through the crawl space, and somehow figure out how to get to the middle of the basement ceiling to get all that stuff.
Just goes to show you, if there is a hole...children will put something in it!
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| Supernatural: To Bold go where not even Joss would go... |
[14 Nov 2009|06:31pm] |
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( Spoilers Big Time! Just saying. )
And while one can draw innumerable comparisons with the characters of the Jossverse, Supernatural is its own story. And while Joss will certainly take a stab and laugh at the show, himself, and wink at the fandom, maybe even try to persuade them as to his intent, I don't think he would outright mock them in the serious way that Kriple and Edlund have. Was it a friendly ribbing, or was it a reprimand to certain less than desirable aspects of fandom?
Ah well, in conclusion, I miss Castiel!
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| "You're not the average patient" |
[13 Nov 2009|09:26pm] |
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Bwahahaha... no, really?
Trust me when I say this, because as a nurse I am being completely straight with you, the one thing you never want to hear from a doctor you are paying to evaluate your problem, is that you are "interesting". I don't know if there is anything worse than being "interesting" in the medical sense. *g* I once said that to a doctor when he commented about an "interesting" case. He laughing and said that is very true.
Which is what I did when the pain management doctor made the comment that I'm not the average patient. I laughed. He's right. And yes, I am "interesting" in the medical sense. If my family had a crazy rare inheritable problem, I inherited it. I inherited things that most doctors learn out in medical school but are told they will "never see a patient who has this." I'm just lucky that way.
(But for the most part, I ignore them. *g*)
But hey, the doctor was very thorough and comprehensive. I liked him. He only annoyed me once. Maybe twice. He very clearly explained what was going on, and what we can do to fix it. He did do a little head and beard scratching since I'm such an interesting person and present some unique challenges. After all, I'm not the average patient.
Anyway, they can fix my pain. Yay! Not today, because they have to get the insurance to authorize everything first of course. But they can make my head feel better. So I say "yay" to that!
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| YAY! |
[12 Nov 2009|08:56pm] |
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The Pain medicine people had another cancelation and can work me in tomorrow! Thank goodness I don't have to go through the weekend like this. The nurses at work didn't seem too bothered by the short notice absence, but we'll see how the ones from on high feel about it tomorrow. (They were all gone by the time I got the call.) Then again (ah), I am thinking that (ah) they might be a little (ow) tired of me (ow) spending all day like (ow) this.
I'm just amazed that I'm still running into people who I haven't explained why I stop every few seconds and grad the side of me head and grimace.
Yay for getting my head fixed tomorrow!!! (ahahaha...like THAT is possible! Ahahaha.)
(and yes, all of my children are still alive, thank you for asking. *g*)
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| ARG!!!! Teenagers! ARG!!! |
[11 Nov 2009|08:36pm] |
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I love them. And on occasion I want to choke the living $%&^ out of them. *g*
I'm cleaning off my desk at home this evening, when I notice this little piece of paper with a phone number on it. I recognize the phone number as belonging to the pain medicine doctor with whom I have an appointment on the 23rd so he can fix my wonky nerve that makes me want to rip of part of my scalp. Nothing else is written on the paper, just the phone number.
So I roam around the house asking each of the girls who wrote the phone number down and why. Finally get to the transplanted rose and she says, "oh yeah, I forgot to tell you....your doctor's office called and they moved your appointment up. I think it was today sometime. Sorry!"
AAAAARRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!
I was on the cancelation list. My head could be better right now.
Sorry?! SORRY?!?!?!
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| Because it can happen again... |
[10 Nov 2009|07:04pm] |
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71 years ago Kristallnacht was taking place.
If you don't know what that was, then this is the perfect opportunity for you to learn a bit of history. I do not bring this very sensitive subject up to shame or spotlight any particular people, country, or religion. But rather, I bring it up to highlight what can happen when religious intolerance becomes the bedfellow of political power.
And it doesn't have to be religious intolerance. Iintolerance to any subgroup of people can result in this kind of sanctioned hate crime. When we start thinking of people in terms of "us" and "them", and how infinitely right we are, which means that "they" are infinitely wrong, this can happen again. And again, and again, and again.
When we forget what happened, or excuse it, we begin setting the stage for it to happen again. And it is becoming so distant an occurrence, that people are already forgetting.
And people are still hating. People are still being intolerant of those who are different. Those who aren't "us".
So take a moment tonight, to meditate on the past. Tomorrow, continue to work on changing the future.
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