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.

The History of Pain

I’m beginning to wonder precisely what they are teaching these dental students.

(First person with the appropriate response gets bonus points)

ADDENDUM the First:
Here’s Erin’s comment, because it’s too good for you to miss.

To be a success!

♫”‘Oh, that hurts! Wait! I’m not numb!’
‘Eh, Shut Up! Open Wide! Here I Come!’♫

♫”I am your dentist.
And I enjoy the career that I picked.
I’m your dentist.
And I get off on the pain I inflict!”♫

***

♫”Your temperament’s wrong for the priesthood,
And teaching would suit you still less.
Son, be a dentist.
You’ll be a success.”♫

ADDENDUM the Second:
By the way, my initial response to seeing “The History of Pain” was “Life is pain highness, anyone who tells you differently is selling something.”

My second response was “NOT TO FIFTY!“

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.

Michael needs his hair cut. Let’s see what we can find. Is that under hair in the phone book? (Flips through yellow pages.) Publishers, Optometrists, Monuments, Lawyers, Lawyers, Lawyers, Kilts… waitasecond… did that say kilts? Yes. Yes it did. There’s a heading for kilts in the Morgantown yellow pages.

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.

8 Interesting/Random things about yourself…

Random is easy. Interesting? We’ll have to see.

1. I love to bake. Especially cookies and brownies. But I don’t like cake, unless it’s carrot cake, molten lava cake, or soaked in alcohol cake.

2. I acknowledge my geekiness and revel in it. Random quotes from Star Trek: Deep Space Nine and Firefly? Got it. Love of computers and geeky toys? Yup. Love watching science fiction and comic book movies? Yup. Ability to wax enthusiastic for hours about movies I love? Sure thing. T-shirts with strange and esoteric sayings? Got ’em. But you know what? It’s a lot of fun to be a geek, once you get out of high school.

3. I have almost 2000 books in my house–primarily paperbacks. And I have several hundred dollars in credit from the used book store, from books I’ve “sold” back. But I dislike reading science fiction.

4. I like to do laundry. I find it satisfying to turn a pile of dirty clothes into a neat folded pile of clean clothes. But no, I won’t do your laundry. It’s not the same.

5. I hate to be tickled. Really hate it. You may get punched if you try to tickle me. And I’m a pacifist.

6. I am terrible at simple math and spelling and can’t do either in my head. In fact, trying to make me do either will possibly cause me to burst into tears.

7. Years ago I was at a Tom Petty concert with my friend Mary, when a very drunk/stoned/high man started talking to us, and then suddenly looked at me and asked, “Who’s been beating you?” He had noticed a scar on my lower lip that I’d gotten as a child (jumping on the bed if you must know) that no one else had ever noticed or commented on before. Why he thought I was the type to take abuse, I’ll never know.

8. My heritage is half Eastern-European (Lithuanian and Polish), one quarter Canadian, and one quarter mutt. I am third generation American on the Eastern European side, second generation American (USA) for the Canadian part, and who knows about the mutt portion. Perhaps because of this, I strongly believe in the American dream, and the responsibility of citizenship.

(via Jedi Jawa)

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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.

I’m a LIBRARIAN! OOK!

(more…)

…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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Sorry you all have been getting mostly single paragraph updates recently. There have been happenings around here. Nothing good, but nothing that really affected me directly. Just things that suck up huge amounts of time. On a positive note, my mood has been good enough right now that I was able to handle the issues that came up without stressing out or getting extremely upset. This is excellent news, because it means I may have my depression under control–at least for not.

Still not ready to go off my meds though. My mood hasn’t been stable long enough.

Additionally, I’ve been writing every weekday morning. I’m up to chapter 18 (page 49 of 85) so I’m at about the halfway point till I can start writing new material. (It’s been long enough that I desperately needed this editing fest because I’ve forgotten many details. Bonus: coherency is good.)

I’ve also been reading. Once my grandmother comes back, we’ll be watching DVDs most nights, so I’m enjoying the last of my quiet evenings. Of course I also can’t wait to get back to the first season of Heroes. We told her we wouldn’t watch anymore till she came back, and I’m more than ready to find out what happened.

As far as books, if you like mysteries, I highly recommend C.S. Harris‘ Sebastian St Cyr series. And if you like fantasy with your mysteries, I also am enjoying Tamara Siler Jones‘ Dubric series.

And I’m getting ready for Grandmom’s party this weekend. So far: apple pie in the freezer and the cookie part of the oreos are done. Tomorrow: carrot cake cupcakes. Friday: Bake pie, fill cookies, frost cupcakes. And somehow resist eating any of these baked delights.

But mostly, I’m happy and content, and just haven’t wanted to spend time outside of work on the computer.

So sorry bout the lack of updates. But not really.

Happy 90th Birthday Grandmom

Deaths taken out of the Register of Lamplugh from Janry ye 1 1656 to Janry ye 1 1663

I tried resisting, but I love this list.