My Dad came by to take my grandmother to get her blood drawn today, but once he got here decided the weather was too bad and they’d try again later.

Which is the background for this phone conversation.

Michelle: Hi Dad, wanted to let you know you left your keys in my door.
Dad: Oh. THAT’S where they are. I’ll be right over to get them.
Michelle: No you won’t.

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Just for C. Before and after photos.

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Just saw a pudgy dental student step away from one of the computers, and then zip up his pants.

I am desperately hoping that he just noticed that his zipper was undone, and NOT that something untoward was happening.

Heroes! (more…)

10:25
AAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

11:00
(sigh)

And boy is it.

See: Meez

So, my living room is white with lavender-gray trim, and I sit on the sofa, not the floor, and their idea of curly hair isn’t very. But otherwise, not too bad.

Well, that and my shirts are never that low cut.

ADDENDUM the First:

I’m not really as insane as I sound–when I went back to play with the image, the changes were automatically reflected here. Original image was me sitting on the floor typing on a laptop.

So my excitement for today was that I got my hair cut. For most people, this isn’t a big deal. However, I have somewhat difficult hair, and this fall I discovered that the woman who cut my hair–and two other women–left the salon where I got my haircut, and I had no idea where she went, nor did my friends who got their hair cut by by those women.

After several months, we discovered that they had opened their own salon, after a less than amicable parting with their former salon owner, while in the interim, I ended up getting my hair cut somewhere else. This haircut reminded me why I willing pay $35 for a haircut, and kept going back to Rachel again and again–she listened to me, paid attention to the quirks of my hair, and we eventually discovered a good cut for my hair. When I attempted to explain the main point of what needed to be done to my hair to the interim woman (the hair at the nape of my next comes in straight, and tends to grow faster than the rest of my hair, so it has to be cut much shorter than the rest of my hair) she ignored me, and although she didn’t give me a bad haircut, it wasn’t a good haircut, because she didn’t address the issues with my hair I specifically mentioned.

Thus, I was delighted when I discovered that Rachel was in a new salon, and I could have her cut my hair again. So today I again have a good haircut, which will hopefully keep me from looking like a wild woman who accidentally stuck her finger in an electric socket, for the next couple months.

And if you think I exaggerate about my hair, here is a snippet of conversation between me and Michael this evening.

Michael: I’m just saying.
Me: You’re not just saying. You’re saying, saying saying.
Michael: That’s because I have to get it through your hair. Head. I mean head. I meant head.
Me: Nice Freudian slip.

Just passed a student looking at a slide entitled:

“Lymphatic drainage of the tongue”

Though that was less disturbing than the dental student presentations with rotted teeth and other oral disorders.

Happy Thanksgiving!

This year I am thankful for:

My husband
My friends and family
My health
My job
Health insurance
Roses
The Internet
Elephants
I hope that you are have many things to be thankful for this year, and are able to take the time to appreciate those things.

The truest thing I’ve seen about cats.

With photographic evidence.

1. If there is a piece of paper on a surface a cat is required to sit on it…

My grandmother’s 90th birthday party was a resounding success!

She got to see lots of people, some of  whom she hadn’t seen in years, she got some great gifts, including dashley (sp?) and vinitus. My desserts went well (yay for homemade oreos) and in general every had a great time. Plus Eric and Logan appeared with the twins, and since there were two babies, everyone who wants to hold a baby got to.
Michael took almost 200 pictures, so it may take me a few days to sort through them. But I’ll get some pictures up eventually.
Got to spend the evening with Liz and Math and his g/f Janna as we went to Wegmans, and Liz continued to rave about how much she loves the place. I told her that we MUST take a trip to Cincinnati so she can experience Jungle Jim’s.
The twins were christened the next day, and there was a small get together afterwards. So I got to spend lots of time with my family, which was wonderful.

All in all, it was a fantastic–although tiring–weekend.

…To feed to my Tyrannosaurus Rex.

That’s been running though my brain since I first started reading John Scalzi’s LOLdinosaurs thread (well, there are other things there, but the dino’s are the funniest.)

My favorite? See below:

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This is one of my favorite Calvin & Hobbes cartoons.

I kinda take it as life guidance.

I just realized that the time on my recent posts is off by an hour. I wasn’t actually on the computer at 12:30 this morning. And I was on my computer at 7 AM Thursday morning.

Time to go poke around the guts of the website.

Poke. Poke. Poke.