There is very little good about an aircast, but there is silver lining to this cloud (though I question the actual value of a silver lining - never heard, “My, have you seen the silver linings in the sky today? Spectacular!”). On day 3 I realized this awesome upside, which is that an aircast gives you the feeling that you’re slowly turning into a Stormtrooper one limb at a time.
Yesterday, I was doing the crossword puzzle in the USA Today (a cause for full mockery by those that do the puzzle in the New York Times), and I looked up to see the classifieds on the top portion of the page. There was one that particularly caught my eye because of the picture. And then I read the note below.
It started out so sweet, and then… wait… is this guy? Is he dead? And that’s when it hit me! We’ve been trying to communicate with the dead through mediums, ouija boards, and the like. Little did we know that they read the USA Today!!
Ian’s quote from my last post reminded me of a conversation a friend of mine had years ago. He had visited the boats, and was talking to someone with a conservative view of gambling. Trying to convince him of his wayward path, the worried person informed him that you can’t spell “casino” without “sin.” He immediately replied, “Yeah, but you can’t spell ‘raisin’ without it either.”
I had toe surgery earlier this week. Yes, toe surgery. And to make it even more pathetic, it was pinky toe surgery. And believe it or not, it’s kept me down for a week. I’ve hesitated to blog, because friends don’t let friends take Vicodin and write.
But since I’m just getting ready to take the drug of happiness, I thought I’d take this moment of mental clarity to share this with you. If you haven’t seen this already (or even if you have), you should check out Catalog Living. It’s a blog that comments on decor design for catalogs. I think you’ll love it. If not, maybe you should try taking Vicodin and then read it. It’ll be hilarious!
Many people are amazed by those in the medical profession. They care for us in our most vulnerable times. They take away our pain. They save our lives.
And while all of these are wonderful reasons to earn our respect, they are not what I look up to most about those in these professions. So what is more admirable than holding life and death in your hands? They figured out that if you call them “uniforms,” they can wear their pajamas to work.
With being away from the tastiness of the morsels for so long, I picked up many additional readers and didn’t even realize it. I returned to multiple comments to approve. Because it would just take way too long to approve them, I thought I’d personally respond to them – since we’re obviously on a personal level.
This first one is from my new friend (notice how he/she? uses the term “pal”), Signal:
Outstandingly extraordinary blog pal, I’ll bookmark and return when We’ve a little whole lot time.
First – thank you so much for the compliment! And might I say that you have excellent taste in reading material. I’m always up for making new friends, so I was very delighted to see that apparently I made one without even realizing it. I am intrigued at how… plural you are. Not to mention that I would assume that at least part of you must be divine since You are capitalized. A new, plural, deified friend?!! Oh happy day! I’d love to talk more, but it will have to wait. I’ll get back with you when I’ve a little whole lot time.
Here’s one from Doug:
Really interesting post..Iam very much enjoyed through reading your site..this post has supplied a useful info..Many thanks for the actual info provided..
I have hoped that my blog supplies a useful info, so Iam very much enjoyed to get your actual feedback!
From Susan:
Howdy, I was quering the internet and I discovered your blog. Keep up the awesome work.
What good fortune! Out of all of the quering that you must have been doing, and you discovered my blog. That’s wonderful! I’ll keep up the awesome work, and you keep up the awesome vocabulary!
And from Bruno:
One can imagine I read it twice. While I am not as skilled on this topic, I tally with your conclusions because they create sense. Thanks and goodluck to you.
Thanks so much for reading, and twice at that! I, also, had to read what you wrote twice (though not because it created sense). I’m always looking to meet people that tally with my conclusions, so this is a treat! What did you tally? I came up with 15. Thanks and goodluck to you too!
Well, that’s all that I have time for now. Keep those comments coming!
I know. It’s been a while. I’m sure I’ve lost half of my readers. So know that I appreciate that both of you are still here.
I was off taking a test on Human Resources. It’s made of monsters and swallowed up a good 3 months of my life. But the good news is, I PASSED! And now I am an expert on such fascinating tidbits like - a Native American tribal document is sufficient to establish either identification OR employment authorization on an I-9 form. I know! I bet you never would have guessed! Or I could tell you that primary and secondary educational institutions complete an EEO-5 instead of an EEO-1. I could go on for hours. Not only do I get to put PHR at the end of my name, but just think about how every party I attend from now on will be that much more exciting with this wealth of knowledge spewing from my mouth (I’ll try not to get it on your white blouse).
So now that I have my life back, I’m hoping there will be more morsels to come.
In response to the comments made by Sun and Moon on my previous letter to Sun.
Sun and Moon,
Let’s just all calm down. You both mean so much to me in different ways… and times of day.
I mean, Sun - if I’ve said it once, I’ve said it a million times, you are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy when skies are gray. Come on, Sun. Are you going to take my sunshine away? I beg you, please… don’t.
And Moon, what is this, “I know you probably don’t know who I am”? Is the hottest shirt on Amazon, Three Wolf Sun? I don’t think so! You are practically one-quarter David Copperfield (non Dickens sort). Seriously, Moon - you really do matter to me. Let’s face it, there are times when you can be a bit much, causing wild nights in nursing homes and emergency rooms… let alone werewolves (what is it with you and wolves?). But we can make this work. You’ve got to meet me half-way here. I’ll take one small step for man if you take one giant leap. Deal?
You know, the two of you should really think about how you’re acting. Is it any wonder to you that I hang out with Cloud so often? I know neither of you are big fans of his.
Respectfully,
Janelle
p.s. - How do we ditch Snow?
Dear Sun,
It may be just me, but I feel a bit of tension between us. You’ve been distant lately. I think it’s been days if not weeks since I’ve seen you. This just isn’t like you.
I know that I recently purchased a new moisturizer with sun block, but this wasn’t meant as a direct attack on you. I like you. I really do. It’s just that sometimes you can be a bit overbearing, and I feel like I need to set boundaries… like wearing clothing.
Boundaries are a normal part of any healthy relationship. I’m sure it’s hard being so large and full of fire. You have to find a balance between providing daylight and causing heat stroke and cancer. With time and therapy, I know you can do it.
I miss you. I really do. I think it’s time that we meet face to spf protected face and sort this out. Please - if there’s even the slightest bit of hope for our relationship (and my vitamin D dependency), isn’t it worth it?
Sincerely,
Janelle
So I’ve talked about gift recommendations and charities that I recommend, but what if you’re wanting to get something a little different? Well I’ve got suggestions for that as well.
If you have been around me in the last five years, you’ve probably seen me sporting my fling. I LOVE my fling. But what is a fling? I’m glad you asked (or at least were able to read what I wrote on your behalf). It’s the common name for a double ring made by my friend, Margarita, and found at pixieprincess.com.
Despite the look, it’s very comfortable. Plus, it’s kind of like of wearing girly brass knuckles… made out of silver. She can put different stones in them. This one has an amethyst, and it is going to put you back $150. I highly recommend it, but if you’re looking to spend less while still getting something a little different, perhaps this next recommendation will be the right choice.
One man’s junk is another woman’s… jewelry? Since typewriters are practically extinct creatures, their remains can be made into jewelry. Junque Drawer Studio takes the keys and turns them into bracelets, earrings, rings and necklaces.
I have a J necklace ($15), but you can get any key(s) you want. They have numbers and symbols in addition to the letters. If typewriter keys aren’t your thing, they also have bottle caps, rulers, Scrabble tiles and lots of other junk drawer items they make into prettys.
But if you’re not buying for a jewelry wearer, you can try something else like these glass block lamps from Waste Nots. Ooooh… ahhhhh.
They are super fun, and come in lots of different designs. Much more of a decor item than an actual light giving piece, but still. You can buy them from the site for $46 - $57.
One of my friends from college is now recognized for his fabulous illustrations. He recently came out with a book on the Kansas abolitionist, John Brown. It’s a children’s book, but I will warn those of you that slept through history class that John Brown was hanged. So it’s not one that you’re going to want to give your 4 year-old nephew (unless he doesn’t read and you tell him the man is wearing a nice, rope necklace). For those that can handle a little execution in their stories, it’s got brilliant illustrations and a great story. You can buy John Brown: His Fight for Freedom on Amazon.
