Welcome to the 2007 edition of getting to know your friends.
Change all the answers so they apply to you, and then post this in your journal.
1. What time did you get up this morning? 6:20
2. Diamonds or pearls? Diamonds
3. What was the last film you saw at the cinema? Stranger than Fiction
4. What is your favorite TV show? Grey's Anatomy (I'm a new convert and am plowing through seasons 1 and 2 from Netflix to catch up.)
5. What did you have for breakfast? Yogurt Parfait with blueberries, raspberries, and granola
6. What is your middle name? Was Denise; now it's Taylor
7. What is your favorite cuisine? Mexican
8. What foods do you dislike? raw veggies like celery, brocolli, carrots - I like them cooked the SOUTHERN way - like MUSH.
9. What are your favorite chips? tortilla chips
10. What is your favorite CD at the moment? The new Indigo Girls CD is really really good. Also, Continuum by John Mayer. And Motion City Soundtrack OF COURSE.
11. What kind of car do you drive? 2002 Mazda Tribute
12. Favorite sandwich? Tuna on wheat - toasted - with tomatoes
13. What are characteristics you can't stand? People who are losers and moochers and don't work and take advantage of other people; yet they look down on others like they are better than everyone else. I have a few of these jerks in my life.
14. What are your favorite clothes? FLANNEL PAJAMA PANTS - no question about that.
15. If you could go anywhere on vacation, where would it be? Scotland
16. Favorite brand of clothing? I am banned from buying clothes right now at this size...but if I need something I go to Cato's and get something cheap.
17. Where would you want to retire? Banner Elk, North Carolina
18. Favorite time of day? Never thought I would say this but I like the mornings. Stella is always so happy to see me after a long night of sleep.
19. Where were you born? Richmond, Virginia
20. Where have you lived? Richmond, Mechanicsville, VA, Banner Elk, NC, and back to Richmond, Chesterfield, VA, and BACK to R, VA again. :)
21. What is your favorite sport to watch? as sick as this is: Cheerleading competitions on ESPN
22. Coke or Pepsi? Diet Pepsi
23. Beavers or ducks? What??
24. Are you a morning person or a night owl? Morning. I'm in bed by 8:30 pm.
25. Pedicure or manicure? Pedicure
26. Any new and exciting news you'd like to share with everyone? Stella has 2 teeth! That's as exciting as we get these days!
27. What did you want to be when you were little? A Ballerina, of course
28. What is your best childhood memory? There are too many to list - my childhood was incredible. But I guess I could say Matt and I playing down at the creek with our neighbors Scotty and Brian Redd - And we wore those moon boots all summer so we could walk in the creek.
29. Piercing? Ears...and I had my nose pierced twice. (Remember a post a few days ago about "cringing" when thinking about the past. Yeah. That would fit right here.)
30. Ever been to Africa? No - and there are big snakes in Africa so I will NEVER be visiting.
31. Ever been toilet papering? No. I would feel too guilty.
32. Been in a car accident? Two very small ones. Thank God!
33. Favorite day of the week? Saturday
34. Favorite restaurant? Mexico
35. Favorite flower? Gerber Daisy
36. Favorite ice cream? I'm enjoying Edy's Low Fat Slow Churned "Take the Cake" lately.
37. Favorite fast food restaurant? Chipotle
38. How many times did you fail your driver's test? Written - none. Driving - twice. haha!!
39. From whom did you get your last e-mail? Ashley "Trashley" McFalls Lane
40. Which store would you choose to max out your credit card? Target. One stop shop. :)
41. Bedtime? 8:30 or 9 - WOO HOO PARTY PEOPLE!!
42. Last person you went to dinner with? Toby, Mom, Dad, and Stella - went to Chili's.
43. What are you listening to right now? Other cube dwellers talking...
44. What is your favorite color? Red
45. How many tattoos do you have? None
46. Favorite magazines? People, In Touch, Life and Style, Us Weekly, Weight Watchers
Thursday, March 08, 2007
Wednesday, March 07, 2007
Inquiring Minds Want to Know...
I did it! I actually followed through and went to Gold's Gym with my free One-Week pass.
And I hated it there.
I do want to say, I LOVED getting back in a gym atmosphere and walking on the treadmill felt fantastic. I even was able to say at 3.0 MPH for most of my 25 minutes (could NOT make it to 30 minutes. I got bored and wanted to get home!!!) So, I was pleased with that.... I am starting from NEGATIVE scratch so being at 3.0 made me happy.
But I did not feel welcome there. The girls in the locker room were all skinny skinny and snotty. No one said "excuse me" when they push past you. And overhearing conversations between girls in there, I hear a lot of "like, oh my god" and "whatever!" and it just got on my nerves. Maybe it was the time I went - 5pm - but I just didn't like it and could not see myself there on a regular basis. The main floor was crowded as hell and it actually felt kind of DARK to me... I didn't like how it was all set up - in rows, all facing one wall. I act like I am a Gym Designer or something - which I am not - but I just didn't get a warm fuzzy feeling - and for someone who HATES TO EXERCISE WITH A PASSION, I need some warm fuzzies to keep me coming back.
(To be fair, I think they have great group exercise classes - but I am not a "group exerciser." Atleast not until I lose 50 lbs...)
The deal was sealed when I asked a guy if there were hand towells to use (like to wipe the sweat off of your face) and he said "You can rent one."
Ummm. I'm too spoiled. I'm going back to my PM Fitness Center where they GIVE me towells AND workout clothes and then wash them for me. They GIVE me a radio to use to tune into the TVs and I can tell them which channel I want to watch. And it's FREE.
So, the "grass is always greener on the other side" theory came into play here. I checked out the "other side" and I didn't like it. It's greener where I am.
That being said, Toby and I talked about me getting a regular after-work gym schedule down starting next week. The rest of this week I am working at a recruiting event downtown and don't really know my schedule but I know I'll be later getting home... So, plan to see some workout updates next week.
It DID feel good to get on that treadmill. And you know what is the coolest thing ever? An Ipod Shuffle. (Thank you, my brutha Matty Poo!) That thing ROCKS!! I only had about 20 minutes of songs on there so I really need to get some tunes uploaded. (My husband keeps "stealing" my Itunes gift cards - the turd.) Anyway, I like to workout to rap and dance music so I was jamming to some Usher "Yeah" and some Digital Underground "Humpty Dance" - Oh Yeah.
But you know what song had me ready to break into a run and I don't do that unless a big gorilla with a knife is chasing me... "Here we go again" by OK GO. (Aka: The Treadmill Song) Oh, the irony.
And I hated it there.
I do want to say, I LOVED getting back in a gym atmosphere and walking on the treadmill felt fantastic. I even was able to say at 3.0 MPH for most of my 25 minutes (could NOT make it to 30 minutes. I got bored and wanted to get home!!!) So, I was pleased with that.... I am starting from NEGATIVE scratch so being at 3.0 made me happy.
But I did not feel welcome there. The girls in the locker room were all skinny skinny and snotty. No one said "excuse me" when they push past you. And overhearing conversations between girls in there, I hear a lot of "like, oh my god" and "whatever!" and it just got on my nerves. Maybe it was the time I went - 5pm - but I just didn't like it and could not see myself there on a regular basis. The main floor was crowded as hell and it actually felt kind of DARK to me... I didn't like how it was all set up - in rows, all facing one wall. I act like I am a Gym Designer or something - which I am not - but I just didn't get a warm fuzzy feeling - and for someone who HATES TO EXERCISE WITH A PASSION, I need some warm fuzzies to keep me coming back.
(To be fair, I think they have great group exercise classes - but I am not a "group exerciser." Atleast not until I lose 50 lbs...)
The deal was sealed when I asked a guy if there were hand towells to use (like to wipe the sweat off of your face) and he said "You can rent one."
Ummm. I'm too spoiled. I'm going back to my PM Fitness Center where they GIVE me towells AND workout clothes and then wash them for me. They GIVE me a radio to use to tune into the TVs and I can tell them which channel I want to watch. And it's FREE.
So, the "grass is always greener on the other side" theory came into play here. I checked out the "other side" and I didn't like it. It's greener where I am.
That being said, Toby and I talked about me getting a regular after-work gym schedule down starting next week. The rest of this week I am working at a recruiting event downtown and don't really know my schedule but I know I'll be later getting home... So, plan to see some workout updates next week.
It DID feel good to get on that treadmill. And you know what is the coolest thing ever? An Ipod Shuffle. (Thank you, my brutha Matty Poo!) That thing ROCKS!! I only had about 20 minutes of songs on there so I really need to get some tunes uploaded. (My husband keeps "stealing" my Itunes gift cards - the turd.) Anyway, I like to workout to rap and dance music so I was jamming to some Usher "Yeah" and some Digital Underground "Humpty Dance" - Oh Yeah.
But you know what song had me ready to break into a run and I don't do that unless a big gorilla with a knife is chasing me... "Here we go again" by OK GO. (Aka: The Treadmill Song) Oh, the irony.
Monday, March 05, 2007
I am going to the gym. Today. At 5pm.
So, I am going to the gym today after work. At 5pm. Today. To the gym. Gold's Gym at Willow Lawn. I got a free pass for a week and I am going to check it out. Today. In one hour and 36 minutes. And I am going to walk on the treadmill. For 30 minutes. Today. At the gym.
(I figure the more I tell myself this (and tell everyone this) the less likely I am to just go the other way home to avoid the place like I have been doing for over a year....)
This weekend was pretty good. Friday night was a bust but in my new resolution to not re-hash things that make me anxious, I am not going to re-hash it. (Dont' worry, you aren't missing much.)
Saturday started at 6am when Stella got up. We got ready, both of us dressed and fed and in the car by 8am. Mom joined us and we headed to Aunt Cissy's in Farmville for the day. It was a nice day with the girls at a furniture auction - proceeds to benefit the school where Cissy is a teacher. Sunah scored a really cute "whatnot," Mom got a crockpot, and Jacob got a volleyball. And we ALL got to listen to a highly annoying and loud auctioneer for 4 hours. It was fun!!
We arrived home around 5pm and just chilled for the rest of the evening. I watched 3 episodes of Grey's Anatomy Season One from Netflix ("Nobody knows where they might end up..Nobody knows.....................") and ordered a thin crust pizza from Papa Johns. It was lovely.
On Sunday, I had an appt for a tour at Gold's Gym so Toby and Stella tagged along so we could run to Costco afterwards. When I got to Gold's, a young strapping boy in his 20's introduced himself and asked me to fill out some paperwork.
It asked what my reasons were for being there. I checked "Lose weight" and "Tone."
It asked how much weight I wanted to lose. I put "50 lbs."
It asked me on a scale of 1-10 how serious I am about reaching my goal. I put "10" - well, duh!
So he looks at my paper and comes back over to me and Toby and proceeds to announce to me, my husband, and the world "So you say you want to lose 50 pounds."
To which my husband yells "50 POUNDS!" Like he is in total shock.
Ummm. Nice.
So then the strapping young lad asks "When was the last time you were 50 lbs less?"
He was expecting a short answer I'm sure, but because I was already embarassed at this conversation in the first place, I launch into a total explanation of my weight issues since birth. I told him about how I used to be really really fat and then I did Body for Life and got into better shape but then got a boyfriend and gained some back so I joined Weight Watchers and lost some and was a nice size where I was happy at my wedding but then I started gaining weight for no reason so I had my thyroid checked and it came back normal but I was sent to an endocrinologist anyway and HE said I was fine too and it was really frustrating but then I got pregnant and I gained 36 lbs with the pregnancy and I have only lost 12 lbs since giving birth even though I have been back in WW since November and I am going to have my thyroid checked again on Monday so we'll see what happens since sometimes having a child does mess with your thyroid and I just need to add some exercise and maybe that will help this issue?
(Silence)
"So what time can I write down that you were 50 lbs less?"
I said "Middle school."
Then he asks "How do you feel right now being like you are..." He was struggling for the words - He should have just come out and said "What does it feel like to be a giant lump?"
I looked at him like he was an idiot. I mean, what is this?? I just want a freaking tour! So I said "Basically, I feel like crap."
"In what way?"
JESUS! "I don't have any energy. How's that?"
So he wrote that down. And then we went on the tour. It was a neat gym and I REALLY like the fact that they have a whole separate area of cardio and some weights JUST for women. That's where I am going this afternoon. At 5pm. When I go to the gym.
Sooooooooooooo, after the gym tour and interview of humiliation, we went to Costco to stock up on chicken breasts, ground beef, dog food, and laundry detergent, we headed home. I spent a couple hours weighing ground beef in 1 lb incriments and putting it in ziplocs for the freezer and cleaning out the fridge and organizing cabinets that had gotten out of control. Stella took a nap and Toby cleaned some and then spent some time in his garage. I browsed cookbooks and made a weekly menu and a grocery list and headed to Kroger. After that trip, I was home to STAY. I cooked dinner (which was nasty) and then watched the rest of Season One of Grey's so I can send the 2 discs back and start into Season Two. I AM SO INTO THIS SHOW!!! (I haven't had a favorite show since Six Feet Under ended.) But I have to say, if I heard "Nobody knows where they might end up..." one more time last night, my head was going to explode.
So anyway, this morning I went by the Dr to get some blood drawn to have my freaking thyroid checked AGAIN. I'm sure my diagnosis will come back as "You are fine. You are just a lazy fat ass." I'll keep you posted!
Now here is the MOST exciting news for this March 5, 2007: Today the world welcomes Molly June Surma weighing in at 7lbs 11oz. For those of you who were at my wedding, Molly's Dad was the awesome DJ and Molly's Mom was the lovely red-haired lady who sang our first dance. (They are also dear family friends.) Congrats to the Surma family and Happy Birthday Molly!!!
(I figure the more I tell myself this (and tell everyone this) the less likely I am to just go the other way home to avoid the place like I have been doing for over a year....)
This weekend was pretty good. Friday night was a bust but in my new resolution to not re-hash things that make me anxious, I am not going to re-hash it. (Dont' worry, you aren't missing much.)
Saturday started at 6am when Stella got up. We got ready, both of us dressed and fed and in the car by 8am. Mom joined us and we headed to Aunt Cissy's in Farmville for the day. It was a nice day with the girls at a furniture auction - proceeds to benefit the school where Cissy is a teacher. Sunah scored a really cute "whatnot," Mom got a crockpot, and Jacob got a volleyball. And we ALL got to listen to a highly annoying and loud auctioneer for 4 hours. It was fun!!
We arrived home around 5pm and just chilled for the rest of the evening. I watched 3 episodes of Grey's Anatomy Season One from Netflix ("Nobody knows where they might end up..Nobody knows.....................") and ordered a thin crust pizza from Papa Johns. It was lovely.
On Sunday, I had an appt for a tour at Gold's Gym so Toby and Stella tagged along so we could run to Costco afterwards. When I got to Gold's, a young strapping boy in his 20's introduced himself and asked me to fill out some paperwork.
It asked what my reasons were for being there. I checked "Lose weight" and "Tone."
It asked how much weight I wanted to lose. I put "50 lbs."
It asked me on a scale of 1-10 how serious I am about reaching my goal. I put "10" - well, duh!
So he looks at my paper and comes back over to me and Toby and proceeds to announce to me, my husband, and the world "So you say you want to lose 50 pounds."
To which my husband yells "50 POUNDS!" Like he is in total shock.
Ummm. Nice.
So then the strapping young lad asks "When was the last time you were 50 lbs less?"
He was expecting a short answer I'm sure, but because I was already embarassed at this conversation in the first place, I launch into a total explanation of my weight issues since birth. I told him about how I used to be really really fat and then I did Body for Life and got into better shape but then got a boyfriend and gained some back so I joined Weight Watchers and lost some and was a nice size where I was happy at my wedding but then I started gaining weight for no reason so I had my thyroid checked and it came back normal but I was sent to an endocrinologist anyway and HE said I was fine too and it was really frustrating but then I got pregnant and I gained 36 lbs with the pregnancy and I have only lost 12 lbs since giving birth even though I have been back in WW since November and I am going to have my thyroid checked again on Monday so we'll see what happens since sometimes having a child does mess with your thyroid and I just need to add some exercise and maybe that will help this issue?
(Silence)
"So what time can I write down that you were 50 lbs less?"
I said "Middle school."
Then he asks "How do you feel right now being like you are..." He was struggling for the words - He should have just come out and said "What does it feel like to be a giant lump?"
I looked at him like he was an idiot. I mean, what is this?? I just want a freaking tour! So I said "Basically, I feel like crap."
"In what way?"
JESUS! "I don't have any energy. How's that?"
So he wrote that down. And then we went on the tour. It was a neat gym and I REALLY like the fact that they have a whole separate area of cardio and some weights JUST for women. That's where I am going this afternoon. At 5pm. When I go to the gym.
Sooooooooooooo, after the gym tour and interview of humiliation, we went to Costco to stock up on chicken breasts, ground beef, dog food, and laundry detergent, we headed home. I spent a couple hours weighing ground beef in 1 lb incriments and putting it in ziplocs for the freezer and cleaning out the fridge and organizing cabinets that had gotten out of control. Stella took a nap and Toby cleaned some and then spent some time in his garage. I browsed cookbooks and made a weekly menu and a grocery list and headed to Kroger. After that trip, I was home to STAY. I cooked dinner (which was nasty) and then watched the rest of Season One of Grey's so I can send the 2 discs back and start into Season Two. I AM SO INTO THIS SHOW!!! (I haven't had a favorite show since Six Feet Under ended.) But I have to say, if I heard "Nobody knows where they might end up..." one more time last night, my head was going to explode.
So anyway, this morning I went by the Dr to get some blood drawn to have my freaking thyroid checked AGAIN. I'm sure my diagnosis will come back as "You are fine. You are just a lazy fat ass." I'll keep you posted!
Now here is the MOST exciting news for this March 5, 2007: Today the world welcomes Molly June Surma weighing in at 7lbs 11oz. For those of you who were at my wedding, Molly's Dad was the awesome DJ and Molly's Mom was the lovely red-haired lady who sang our first dance. (They are also dear family friends.) Congrats to the Surma family and Happy Birthday Molly!!!
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
Breaking News: I'm an idiot!
So I was driving into work this morning and thoughts of my past start coming up... you know how you do that...kind of daydreaming about the old days...and specific memories start filling my mind and they jump from one year to the next...from one event to the next...mostly these memories are from college...or from when I lived with Denny in the Fan - you know, the PARTY years...and I'm just thinking and remembering and...cringing.
I am an idiot. A big fat idiot!! I mean, why didn't anyone ever tell me?!?!?! I was thinking about stupid stuff I've done, things I said, things I WORE (Good God -that's where I have the most charges against me...) And I just CRINGE. Like there is anything I can do about it now... But this is the kind of stuff that will keep me up at night!!
I mean, AT THE TIME, I thought I was the bee's knees. (What the hell does that mean anyway?) But really, I thought I was SO COOL. What was I smoking? (Don't answer that!)
Anyway, I had to FORCE my mind to go elsewhere and not dwell on that stuff right now!! All of my memories - esp of college - are treasured and I really would not change a thing... but DANG! How embarassing!!
If I knew you back then and we are still friends - Thank you. Thank you for overlooking my gigantic idiotic tendencies and bad decision making skills. I'm better now.
Soooo, the EYE's have it. The saga continues.
My FIRST Eye Doctor appt was a few weeks ago. This is what happened:
- Exam = really bad eyes.
- Contact Prescription = -13 for the left and -11 for the right.
- Glasses Prescription = -14.75 for the left and -13 for the right.
- Am told that Acuvue 2 (the disposables I have been wearing for years and years) only goes up to -12 power. Must buy "Special Ordered" contacts now. They will get a trial pair in and I can try them out next appointment.
- Go that evening to Lenscrafters and order new glasses (see previous blog about that experience)
Fast forward a week later, I get a call "Your glasses are in." I go pick them up. Want to shoot self. Thick as hell. And still blurry vision. And cost $575. (I paid $370 out of pocket.)
Fast Forward 2 weeks later for the SECOND Eye Doctor appt. I take the glasses in for him to look at and I tell him "I still can't see too good out of them." He says "Really? That's strange. Let's examine you again." So he does another eye exam and apparently the power I was asking for last time is too much... My left eye is back at what is was before - back down to a -12. That's weird.
He also lets me try on the "Special Ordered" contacts and they are too strong as well now. Great. But I wear them home anyway - they are my "trial pair."
So he re-writes my prescription for my glasses and for the contacts. Since my power went back down to -12 in the left eye, I don't HAVE to do the "Special Ordered" contacts anymore if I don't want to. I can go back to the Acuvue 2 ones that I can get for $40 every 3 months on 1-800 contacts.com. Just for good measure, his receptionist tells me the price of the "Special Ordered" ones incase I still want to go with them... They are a measly $300 for year's supply. I proceeded to pee my pants and tell her that I'll go with the Acuvue's while I still can. She orders the Acuvues to arrive next week. Ok! See ya then!
So I go BACK to Lenscrafters and have them remake the glasses with the "new" (lower) prescription and I actually pick out different frames because frankly, those other ones looked like ASS. I pick some heavier, plastic ones that will cover up the thickness better and I also have the side of the lenses polished. That should help.
Ok - days later - glasses are in - pick them up - I like.
Monday of this week I go BACK to the Dr. for the THIRD time because they call and my new Acuvue's are in.
And here is where my idiot legacy continues...................
The receptionist hands me the Acuvue's and I sit at the little table and I take out the $300-trial-pair-that-were-too-strong and I put in the Acuvue's that are the "right" prescription.
I can't see a damn thing out of the left eye. It's like I don't even have a contact in!!!
I tell Dr. McGarry this and he looks puzzled and says "Ok, let's check this out again." So I hop in the chair and he puts that big thing on my face and I look through the lenses and do the "which is better? 1 or 2" thing for awhile and basically the result is my eyes are BACK AT THE HIGH POWER AGAIN!! DAMNIT! (Take note: my right eye is peachy keen this whole time....)
At this point, Dr. McGarry wants to shoot me in the face, I am convinced. But he's REALLY cool about it. He says that he thinks my eyes just strain so hard all the time because they are so bad that they go up and down due to exhaustion. He said that we'll split the difference and go with a -12.5. So that bumps me BACK up to the $300 contact - shit! But oh well. I'll deal. I'll just steal from Stella's piggy bank.
So, he says to go back out to the little table and take out the Acuvue's (which now are worth nothing) and put the $300-trial-pair-that-were-too-strong BACK in so he can look at them again. So I sit at the little table and take out the left Acuvue and put in the expensive contact...then I put in the expensive contact in the right eye.
And I can't see a damn thing. It's like I don't have a contact in my RIGHT eye now!!!
I fidget with it and move it around. By now I look like a raccoon with all the mascara and eyeliner that has melted off my eyelid. WTF?? So I yell, "Dr. McGarry! I can't see out of these contacts now and I was wearing them when I got here and they were fine!!" I'm all panicky. So he comes out and says "Goodness, well let's take a look!" So I hop up in the chair and he casually says "You didn't put one contact over top of the other one did you?"
Shit. Shit shit shit shit shit.
I didn't even say a word. I just got up from the chair and walked back to the little table and took out the TWO FRICKING CONTACTS out of my DAMN EYE and then came back into the exam room. He said "People do that all the time. Don't worry about it!"
I said "Thanks for trying."
So, the moral of the story is, when I see any of you people in the future, you better compliment me on my awesome glasses or my contacts (even though you can't see them) because this has been one HELL of an ordeal!!!!
And if you made it this far, I compliment YOU.
Love,
The idiot, S.T.C.
I am an idiot. A big fat idiot!! I mean, why didn't anyone ever tell me?!?!?! I was thinking about stupid stuff I've done, things I said, things I WORE (Good God -that's where I have the most charges against me...) And I just CRINGE. Like there is anything I can do about it now... But this is the kind of stuff that will keep me up at night!!
I mean, AT THE TIME, I thought I was the bee's knees. (What the hell does that mean anyway?) But really, I thought I was SO COOL. What was I smoking? (Don't answer that!)
Anyway, I had to FORCE my mind to go elsewhere and not dwell on that stuff right now!! All of my memories - esp of college - are treasured and I really would not change a thing... but DANG! How embarassing!!
If I knew you back then and we are still friends - Thank you. Thank you for overlooking my gigantic idiotic tendencies and bad decision making skills. I'm better now.
Soooo, the EYE's have it. The saga continues.
My FIRST Eye Doctor appt was a few weeks ago. This is what happened:
- Exam = really bad eyes.
- Contact Prescription = -13 for the left and -11 for the right.
- Glasses Prescription = -14.75 for the left and -13 for the right.
- Am told that Acuvue 2 (the disposables I have been wearing for years and years) only goes up to -12 power. Must buy "Special Ordered" contacts now. They will get a trial pair in and I can try them out next appointment.
- Go that evening to Lenscrafters and order new glasses (see previous blog about that experience)
Fast forward a week later, I get a call "Your glasses are in." I go pick them up. Want to shoot self. Thick as hell. And still blurry vision. And cost $575. (I paid $370 out of pocket.)
Fast Forward 2 weeks later for the SECOND Eye Doctor appt. I take the glasses in for him to look at and I tell him "I still can't see too good out of them." He says "Really? That's strange. Let's examine you again." So he does another eye exam and apparently the power I was asking for last time is too much... My left eye is back at what is was before - back down to a -12. That's weird.
He also lets me try on the "Special Ordered" contacts and they are too strong as well now. Great. But I wear them home anyway - they are my "trial pair."
So he re-writes my prescription for my glasses and for the contacts. Since my power went back down to -12 in the left eye, I don't HAVE to do the "Special Ordered" contacts anymore if I don't want to. I can go back to the Acuvue 2 ones that I can get for $40 every 3 months on 1-800 contacts.com. Just for good measure, his receptionist tells me the price of the "Special Ordered" ones incase I still want to go with them... They are a measly $300 for year's supply. I proceeded to pee my pants and tell her that I'll go with the Acuvue's while I still can. She orders the Acuvues to arrive next week. Ok! See ya then!
So I go BACK to Lenscrafters and have them remake the glasses with the "new" (lower) prescription and I actually pick out different frames because frankly, those other ones looked like ASS. I pick some heavier, plastic ones that will cover up the thickness better and I also have the side of the lenses polished. That should help.
Ok - days later - glasses are in - pick them up - I like.
Monday of this week I go BACK to the Dr. for the THIRD time because they call and my new Acuvue's are in.
And here is where my idiot legacy continues...................
The receptionist hands me the Acuvue's and I sit at the little table and I take out the $300-trial-pair-that-were-too-strong and I put in the Acuvue's that are the "right" prescription.
I can't see a damn thing out of the left eye. It's like I don't even have a contact in!!!
I tell Dr. McGarry this and he looks puzzled and says "Ok, let's check this out again." So I hop in the chair and he puts that big thing on my face and I look through the lenses and do the "which is better? 1 or 2" thing for awhile and basically the result is my eyes are BACK AT THE HIGH POWER AGAIN!! DAMNIT! (Take note: my right eye is peachy keen this whole time....)
At this point, Dr. McGarry wants to shoot me in the face, I am convinced. But he's REALLY cool about it. He says that he thinks my eyes just strain so hard all the time because they are so bad that they go up and down due to exhaustion. He said that we'll split the difference and go with a -12.5. So that bumps me BACK up to the $300 contact - shit! But oh well. I'll deal. I'll just steal from Stella's piggy bank.
So, he says to go back out to the little table and take out the Acuvue's (which now are worth nothing) and put the $300-trial-pair-that-were-too-strong BACK in so he can look at them again. So I sit at the little table and take out the left Acuvue and put in the expensive contact...then I put in the expensive contact in the right eye.
And I can't see a damn thing. It's like I don't have a contact in my RIGHT eye now!!!
I fidget with it and move it around. By now I look like a raccoon with all the mascara and eyeliner that has melted off my eyelid. WTF?? So I yell, "Dr. McGarry! I can't see out of these contacts now and I was wearing them when I got here and they were fine!!" I'm all panicky. So he comes out and says "Goodness, well let's take a look!" So I hop up in the chair and he casually says "You didn't put one contact over top of the other one did you?"
Shit. Shit shit shit shit shit.
I didn't even say a word. I just got up from the chair and walked back to the little table and took out the TWO FRICKING CONTACTS out of my DAMN EYE and then came back into the exam room. He said "People do that all the time. Don't worry about it!"
I said "Thanks for trying."
So, the moral of the story is, when I see any of you people in the future, you better compliment me on my awesome glasses or my contacts (even though you can't see them) because this has been one HELL of an ordeal!!!!
And if you made it this far, I compliment YOU.
Love,
The idiot, S.T.C.
Sunday, February 25, 2007
It's Picture Time!!
Someone had a major poop blow-out and had to be put in the tub - clothes and all! The tub drains slooooowly so someone sat in the sink under warm water until the tub drained of poop. Parenthood is full of fun stuff like this, people!!
Sweet face
Denny left his Stella beer over here and somebody drank it.
Bonding with Dad over some brewskies.
Babies have cleavage too.
No more infant car seat...Not a little girl anymore!
Sitting in the sun with Aunt Cece and Carol Bock.
I like me some blueberries!
Sweet face
Denny left his Stella beer over here and somebody drank it.
Bonding with Dad over some brewskies.
Babies have cleavage too.
No more infant car seat...Not a little girl anymore!
Sitting in the sun with Aunt Cece and Carol Bock.
I like me some blueberries!
Friday, February 23, 2007
Upon further reflection...
I had a post here this morning that I deleted...I decided that I can not dwell on certain things anymore...esp things that don't directly affect me. Family drama will always happen - it's just inevitable. As long as it's not in MY home, I am going to let it go. I need to focus on myself, my marriage, my child - and not get so worked up about others. These are grown people and if they want to stay in bad situations, go for it. I can't be involved, I can't hear about, and I can't help you until you help yourself.
So, in true "Let Go and Let God" fashion, I hereby announce that I am DONE with drama that is not my own. I can't rehash events "from the outside" that cause me strife.
And I will no longer watch Judge Judy in fear of seeing family members.
The end.
And now.... I don't care what anyone says, Spears has Postpartum Depression.
She's losing it. Somebody help the poor girl.
So, in true "Let Go and Let God" fashion, I hereby announce that I am DONE with drama that is not my own. I can't rehash events "from the outside" that cause me strife.
And I will no longer watch Judge Judy in fear of seeing family members.
The end.
And now.... I don't care what anyone says, Spears has Postpartum Depression.
She's losing it. Somebody help the poor girl.
Monday, February 19, 2007
Somebody needs therapy.
Celebrity gossip juicy celebrity rumors Hollywood gossip blog from Perez Hilton
I just hope that Sean Preston and Jayden James have a big trust fund set aside for all of the future therapy they are going to have to endure if their mother does not pull herself together and get some help (and this means MORE than 24 hours of help - geez.) Granted, when I was 25 I had a pierced nose and lived in the Fan and partied with the best of them. I didn't have 2 kids. Grow up and take care of them. Having said that, I think her bald head looks better than the horse hair extentions she had and I have ALWAYS said that if I looked good bald, I would shave my head in a second. Think of the TIME I would save! But don't worry. THIS Creekmore will not be showing the scalp anytime soon.
So, HOW ARE YA? Sorry I have been MIA. Things have been rather crazy around these parts...Work has been busy. I go to work every day with a list of things I need to do...and I leave with that same list to carry over to the next day...and then work is busy again and I carry that same list home...Rince and repeat. And we all know that time stops when I get in this house at 5:30pm. From that point on, it's all about Stella and her needs. Which is fine by me!!
Let's see...the last time you heard from me was right after our Tappahannock trip to visit family. That was on a Friday - I took a vacation day to spend with all the girls. It was great! Mom rode with me and Stella and we stopped in Aylett, VA so Mom could get her hair done. (Her long-time stylist moved her Salon way out there...so when Mom goes to get her hair done, it's an event - and she usually adds a trip to Tappahannock to see family since she is so close...) ANyway, we stopped there first and then got back on the road towards Tapp for lunch. For some reason, Stella was pretty fussy (tired, I guess) the whole ride and the ONLY way she would not cry is if Mom sang "Jingle Bells." Over and over. For 20 minutes. GOOD. GOD. I can't believe my head didn't explode because it was close... So if anyone saw a white Mazda Tribute done about 90 through town towards Lowery's restaurant, that was me and now you understand why.
On Saturday, Stella stayed with Granny and Grandpa ALL NIGHT! The Thaxtons came over to hang out with Mom and Dad and they all ordered pizza and played with the grandkid. They had a good time and Stella did great.
Toby and I had reservations at Ipanema Grill at 6pm. We got there around 5:40 or so and they went ahead and sat us. This restaurant is not typical in that you go to a vegetable bar for your "sides" - and it's all brazillian inspired food. Black beans and rice are the only things I recognize. I eat it all, have no idea what it is, but it's delicious!! Each table has a sign on it with red on one side and green on the other. You turn it to green when you want them to bring on the meat!! Men walk around with 14 different kinds of grilled meat on skewers and they slice off a piece for you. You turn the sign to red when you need a break...and back to green when you are ready again. We ate dinner and chatted...it was weird to not have Stella with us!! Both of us said "I miss Stella" at the same time. Anyway, we paid and went out to the car to leave and I turned on the ignition and the clock came on and it said 6:18.
We. Are. Pathetic.
So we ended up going to Borders and just prowled around the books and music for an hour or so. That's always nice to do.... Then we got home around 7:30 and Toby had to threaten me NOT to go next door. I wanted to go visit with everyone! But I didn't. Toby and I went out to the garage, turned the heat on, and played about 5 games of pool - uninterrupted and no guilt feelings for leaving a sleeping baby inside for 3 minutes! It was really nice. I even drank a corona with lime. WOO HOO PARTY PEOPLE!!
It was a very nice Valentine's/2nd Anniversary celebration for the two of us.
This week was uneventful until Thursday - but I'll wait to talk about that until another day. :) (wink, wink) hehe! SUSPENSE!
I did have another eye doctor appointment to pick up my SUPER-POWERED CONTACT LENSES. I have been wearing Acuvue 2 contacts for a million years and just get them off 1-800-contacts.com for about $40 every 3 months... Since my eyes got worse, Acuvue doesn't even carry the power I need so the Dr had to special order new lenses and I nearly peed my pants and passed out in the floor when the receptionist told me it would be THREE HUNDRED DOLLARS for the new lenses.
I almost told them to just go ahead and remove my eyes and put in glass ones. This is CRAP!!
So anyway, the Dr examined me again and I told him about my new THICKEST GLASSES ON THE PLANET and how I really didn't like them - I can't see good out of them AND they are ugly as hell. After this exam, he told me that my eyes were showing not as bad as last time... so my glasses and new contacts are OVER-powered a bit. Oh, THANK GOODNESS! (But only by a tad so the thickness won't really go down... Bummer.) Anyway, the good news is since the power is down, Acuvue DOES carry that power - it's the highest one so if they ever get worse again, hello $300 lenses. But for now, I am safe.
SO, the THICKEST GLASSES EVER came from Lenscrafters. They were nearly $700. Yeah, go ahead and pick your jaw up off the floor.
Saturday, Mom and I went to a baby shower and then to Costco...where I checked out the Optical Department and DAMN!! Don't EVER buy glasses anywhere else!! I found some awesome frames for over $100 less than the shit frames I got from Lenscrafters - and the actual lenses are going to be 50% LESS than the ones at Lenscrafters - and lighter and THINNER!!
The back of my Lenscrafters receipt says "We want you to be happy with your glasses. If you aren't, return them within 30 days and get your money back."
I am on vacation today (Yay for Presidents!) so Stella and I are heading back over to Costco with my new prescription and I am ordering these new glasses. As soon as these puppies come in, I am going to Lenscrafters and returning these "ashtrays in a brown frame" and getting my $700 back.
Life is good!!
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Saturday, February 10, 2007
Thursday, February 08, 2007
Major Award
I win the "Thickest Glasses Ever Known to Man" award. DAMN!
I swear. I went to the eye doctor 2 weeks ago because all of a sudden, I can't see. Granted, I had just been reordering my contacts off of 1-800-contacts.com for about 3 years now and had not been keeping up with my yearly check-ups... So I went to a new Dr and got a new contact prescription (They still aren't in yet...) And a new Glasses prescription. He said that my eyes had gotten a little bit worse.
The night of my exam, Toby and I went to Lenscrafters to pick out new frames. (Note to self: Next time, don't take the husband who could care less...take the Gay boyfriend who will give fabulous style advice. Denny! Put it on your calendar for this time next year.) So anyway, we get to bickering in Lenscrafters because I am trying on frames and can't see until I am 1 centimeter from the mirror so I ask:
How do these look?
Toby: Fine
No, really, do you like them?
Toby: I said they look good! Yes. I like them.
Do they really look good?
Toby: GOD!
**Repeat 85 times with different frames**
So basically I end up with a pair that looks exactly the same as the ones I had before. Whatever.
I give the frames and my written prescription to the girl who is going to put my order in the computer and she looks at my prescription and...GASPED. She actually gasped. It's bad people.
So TWO WEEKS LATER (It took Lenscrafters - the "glasses ready in an hour" people - TWO WEEKS to CRAFT these suckers.
I just went on my lunch break to pick them up and DAMN.
They are like taking 2 glass ashtrays off of a table at the local diner and putting some brown frames around them and wearing them on my face. I'm afraid if the sun hits them in the right spot, it'll start fires in my eyeballs.
And just for those of you who don't believe me, I will take a picture of them and posting it right here in this spot:
In other news, there really isn't any! ha!
1. Stella's got a tooth coming in on the bottom. Right now it looks like a tiny white dot.
2. I am taking off work tomorrow to go to Tappahannock with the ladies (Mom, Stella, Mimi, Nancy, Sunah) to go visit the ladies (Amy, Barbara, Jean, etc) and I'm so excited!
3. This is our 2-year Anniversary weekend and Stella is staying with Grandma and Grandpa on Saturday night. Toby and I have reservations at Ipanema Grill and are going to see a movie if I can stay awake past 8:30 pm - but I ain't making no promises.
4. I'm having a hell of a time getting all the paperwork I need to get our taxes done. Our realtor sent us someone elses Closing Statement. GREAT. That helps me NONE. We also never got the correct paperwork from the Closing Attorneys and I have had to call them and they have told me they just moved offices and all their files are in boxes...well, I don't give a crap - get to unpacking! You should have sent me the right stuff to begin with!
5. I delivered Meals on Wheels this week and it was SO COOL. We were on a route with 13 deliveries...and it was just a humbling experience and I plan to do it much more often now. It really slaps you in the face and makes you realize that complaining about thick, ashtray glasses really is the LEAST of my worries and I should count my blessings a TRILLION times a day.
I swear. I went to the eye doctor 2 weeks ago because all of a sudden, I can't see. Granted, I had just been reordering my contacts off of 1-800-contacts.com for about 3 years now and had not been keeping up with my yearly check-ups... So I went to a new Dr and got a new contact prescription (They still aren't in yet...) And a new Glasses prescription. He said that my eyes had gotten a little bit worse.
The night of my exam, Toby and I went to Lenscrafters to pick out new frames. (Note to self: Next time, don't take the husband who could care less...take the Gay boyfriend who will give fabulous style advice. Denny! Put it on your calendar for this time next year.) So anyway, we get to bickering in Lenscrafters because I am trying on frames and can't see until I am 1 centimeter from the mirror so I ask:
How do these look?
Toby: Fine
No, really, do you like them?
Toby: I said they look good! Yes. I like them.
Do they really look good?
Toby: GOD!
**Repeat 85 times with different frames**
So basically I end up with a pair that looks exactly the same as the ones I had before. Whatever.
I give the frames and my written prescription to the girl who is going to put my order in the computer and she looks at my prescription and...GASPED. She actually gasped. It's bad people.
So TWO WEEKS LATER (It took Lenscrafters - the "glasses ready in an hour" people - TWO WEEKS to CRAFT these suckers.
I just went on my lunch break to pick them up and DAMN.
They are like taking 2 glass ashtrays off of a table at the local diner and putting some brown frames around them and wearing them on my face. I'm afraid if the sun hits them in the right spot, it'll start fires in my eyeballs.
And just for those of you who don't believe me, I will take a picture of them and posting it right here in this spot:
In other news, there really isn't any! ha!
1. Stella's got a tooth coming in on the bottom. Right now it looks like a tiny white dot.
2. I am taking off work tomorrow to go to Tappahannock with the ladies (Mom, Stella, Mimi, Nancy, Sunah) to go visit the ladies (Amy, Barbara, Jean, etc) and I'm so excited!
3. This is our 2-year Anniversary weekend and Stella is staying with Grandma and Grandpa on Saturday night. Toby and I have reservations at Ipanema Grill and are going to see a movie if I can stay awake past 8:30 pm - but I ain't making no promises.
4. I'm having a hell of a time getting all the paperwork I need to get our taxes done. Our realtor sent us someone elses Closing Statement. GREAT. That helps me NONE. We also never got the correct paperwork from the Closing Attorneys and I have had to call them and they have told me they just moved offices and all their files are in boxes...well, I don't give a crap - get to unpacking! You should have sent me the right stuff to begin with!
5. I delivered Meals on Wheels this week and it was SO COOL. We were on a route with 13 deliveries...and it was just a humbling experience and I plan to do it much more often now. It really slaps you in the face and makes you realize that complaining about thick, ashtray glasses really is the LEAST of my worries and I should count my blessings a TRILLION times a day.
Thursday, February 01, 2007
Chronological Order
1. Last Saturday we spent nearly $12,000 on 17 new windows and a new steel front door and a new steel back door - installation included. The previous owners of our house did a lot of work - new heat pump, new roof, refinished wood floors, all new appliances, paint in every room, etc... So I feel like making this investment in the house will make it perfect in many ways - the windows are all old wood and rotted (as well as the door frames) and you can feel the cold air coming in so our heating/cooling bills will be better AND the asthetic of the house will improve 100%. We'll get all of this money back and more when we sell one day (which we won't because I don't ever want to move again...) and it's just a smart move to make. So we're making it. Even though the total cost scares the bejeezus out of me.
2. Went to bed Sunday night feeling fine. Woke up at 2am feeling like ass. Woke up again at 6am and went to get ready and nearly passed out in the bathroom floor. Got back in bed. Called work - not going. Called Mom - come get Stella. Went back to sleep until 5pm. No joke.
3. Felt better on Tuesday so I worked and then left at 2pm for a dental consultation with a new dentist. Some of you may remember the Teeth Drama From Hell that I went through a couple years ago... After going through that, and then being pregnant, I just kind of let my teeth issues rest. I recently decided to pursue it again but with a NEW doctor. (When I called to get my dental records, they said "Oh, you have been a patient here since 1980!" Yeah. I think it's time for a new set of eyes...) The new dentist, Dr. Friend, was AWESOME. We drew up a treatment plan for me that includes one implant and 4 crowns and a lot of cosmetic restructuring with my front teeth. I'm very excited.
4. Cleaned out the fridge while cooking dinner and had a huge container of leftover shredded bbq that needed to be tossed, so I put it all down the garbage disposal CORRECTLY - little bits at a time, running the water, letting it go through slowly.... all is good. Until later when running the dishwasher and it tried to drain, the kitchen sinks started backing up. Toby plunges them and the water goes back down. We will revisit this in #6.
5. Yesterday, Wednesday, I worked all day and went by Target on the way home. At the suggestion of some brilliant Moms I know, I picked up 2 pair of the Bobux/Robeez type shoes. They are little leather slippers with elastic around the top that Stella can wear over her socks so HER DAMN SOCKS WILL STOP FALLING OFF. Low and behold, they work!! And they are cute as heck! And while there, I also picked up that baby Beatles t-shirt I have been lusting after for months...on clearance for $4. YES!
6. Got home around 6pm and answered a call from Mom "Ummm, I have a Grandpa over here who has not seen a certain Grandchild in 2 days. Can we come over?" I love it! So they get ready to walk over and I am running around, tidying up, when I open the door to the mud room/laundry room and HELLO! Flooded. DAMN!
7. Instead of Grandpa getting Stella-time, he helped Toby snake drains and check out pipes and pour drano chemicals for 3 hours. God love him. Nothing worked so we need to call a plumber. But Dad said that the shredded bbq is just a coincidence and it's not my fault. I love my Dad.
8. Still have a cold so I slept with 2 rolled up tissues stuck up my nostrils. Sexy Mama!
9. 9am this morning - call a plumber and they are going to work us in today. Came into work and have been NOT working ever since....
10. Will give an update on the pipes as soon as they figure out what is wrong.
***ETA: Mom just called. The plumbers were there for over an hour. He told Mom "Ma'am, they had quite the clog!" Apparently they used 50 ft snake and that didn't get it out so they had to use some high powered blower outer thingee which finally loosened it. That COULDN'T have been the BBQ could it???? Oh well, atleast it's gone and we're free flowing again.
11. JJ - When is Molly getting here?!?!?!?!?
2. Went to bed Sunday night feeling fine. Woke up at 2am feeling like ass. Woke up again at 6am and went to get ready and nearly passed out in the bathroom floor. Got back in bed. Called work - not going. Called Mom - come get Stella. Went back to sleep until 5pm. No joke.
3. Felt better on Tuesday so I worked and then left at 2pm for a dental consultation with a new dentist. Some of you may remember the Teeth Drama From Hell that I went through a couple years ago... After going through that, and then being pregnant, I just kind of let my teeth issues rest. I recently decided to pursue it again but with a NEW doctor. (When I called to get my dental records, they said "Oh, you have been a patient here since 1980!" Yeah. I think it's time for a new set of eyes...) The new dentist, Dr. Friend, was AWESOME. We drew up a treatment plan for me that includes one implant and 4 crowns and a lot of cosmetic restructuring with my front teeth. I'm very excited.
4. Cleaned out the fridge while cooking dinner and had a huge container of leftover shredded bbq that needed to be tossed, so I put it all down the garbage disposal CORRECTLY - little bits at a time, running the water, letting it go through slowly.... all is good. Until later when running the dishwasher and it tried to drain, the kitchen sinks started backing up. Toby plunges them and the water goes back down. We will revisit this in #6.
5. Yesterday, Wednesday, I worked all day and went by Target on the way home. At the suggestion of some brilliant Moms I know, I picked up 2 pair of the Bobux/Robeez type shoes. They are little leather slippers with elastic around the top that Stella can wear over her socks so HER DAMN SOCKS WILL STOP FALLING OFF. Low and behold, they work!! And they are cute as heck! And while there, I also picked up that baby Beatles t-shirt I have been lusting after for months...on clearance for $4. YES!
6. Got home around 6pm and answered a call from Mom "Ummm, I have a Grandpa over here who has not seen a certain Grandchild in 2 days. Can we come over?" I love it! So they get ready to walk over and I am running around, tidying up, when I open the door to the mud room/laundry room and HELLO! Flooded. DAMN!
7. Instead of Grandpa getting Stella-time, he helped Toby snake drains and check out pipes and pour drano chemicals for 3 hours. God love him. Nothing worked so we need to call a plumber. But Dad said that the shredded bbq is just a coincidence and it's not my fault. I love my Dad.
8. Still have a cold so I slept with 2 rolled up tissues stuck up my nostrils. Sexy Mama!
9. 9am this morning - call a plumber and they are going to work us in today. Came into work and have been NOT working ever since....
10. Will give an update on the pipes as soon as they figure out what is wrong.
***ETA: Mom just called. The plumbers were there for over an hour. He told Mom "Ma'am, they had quite the clog!" Apparently they used 50 ft snake and that didn't get it out so they had to use some high powered blower outer thingee which finally loosened it. That COULDN'T have been the BBQ could it???? Oh well, atleast it's gone and we're free flowing again.
11. JJ - When is Molly getting here?!?!?!?!?
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