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I'm feeling like such a spazz this morning.
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The doctor's office is getting on my nerves. My stitches? Didn't take. So I discovered shortly after Thanksgiving dinner that I have a nice sized hole in my throat. Do you know how disgusting that is? There's a hole! In my neck!
So I called the doctor's office first thing this morning to make an appointment to get more stitches. Because there's a hole. In my neck. You'd think they'd be big into closing up a hole. In my neck. But what do I get? Well, they're going to pull my file and have the nurse call me.
*stares at clock*
*sigh* I was hoping they could work me in this morning. Looks like that won't be happening.
Edited to add: They called, and gosh golly gee, seems the hole in the neck thing is to be expected. I'm supposed to have a hole. The stitches were just there to help it close up quicker. Um, doc, it would have been nice if you had *told* me this to begin with.
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Thanksgiving was entertaining on the family front (as usual). My family is loud and obnoxious folks. And I swear they're ADD at times. 9 people and we can have 11 conversations going. Poor Jamie (the brother-in-law) had trouble keeping up. *g* We picked on him because he hasn't gotten used to the sudden changes in conversational direction.
Unfortunately for my sister, one such instance included my grandfather commenting on my sister's birthday (which was the week before), which brings up the concept of birthday spankings. We all know he meant it innocently, but Poppaw Max then pops out with "but now that you're married, I guess Jamie's the one that gives you spankings".
Katie almost went under the table. Jamie died laughing. My mother and aunt started having fun with the "spankings" and my grandmother was clueless as to what was going on. My dad and uncle just sat there laughing. Me, I'm almost as embarrased as Katie (because really, it's my sister) so I was sitting there doing what I do best when someone accidentally brings up highly embarrassing topics of conversation at family dinners...I do my "so how about those Dodgers" bit. Loudly. That's the cue to change the conversation because that's somewhere we really don't want to go.
Well, Katie didn't want to go. Nor my grandmother.
Plus there was the dressing disaster of 2003. My aunt made dressing for the first time ever (seeing as my grandmother's arm is broken) and it came out...not solid. She added too much broth. So we had soupy dressing. And lots of turkey. Mmm, turkey.
Gran's house for Thanksgiving dinner was much, much better. Great dressing. Turkey. Heartburn like crazy, but I never ever argue with dressing.
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Went shopping this weekend. Thank you my sister for taking me to the mall and asking to go into the store with cute, trendy, cheap clothing. Because trendy and cheap go hand in hand (if I can't wear it 6 months from now because it's not the style, I don't want to pay much for it).
So what do I end up with?
Olive pleather jacket - $9.99
Black pleather jacket - $9.99
Dark brown pleather jacket - $9.99
Plain black short sleeve knit top - $5.00
Red with pink stitching cotton skirt (tres flattering) - $10.00
Red bowling bag purse with white accents and the word "Babygirl" on the front - $12.99
I love clothes.
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Daytime television is the suck.
But it does make me realize that I could kick Dr. Phil's ass in the psychology department. Give me a talk show. I'll tell all of these idiots what they need to do to shape up their lives.
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Bought X2 over the weekend (VHS, not DVD) and came to a realization regarding a specific scene toward the end.
( Cut for those who haven't seen it yet )
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Why do the Panthers suddenly start sucking now? Why?
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My grandmother is starting to obsess on my single status again. This is bad. Because I really don't want to have to inform her that the types of guys that she's most interested in me dating are not appropriate guys for me.
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Went and saw The Missing yesterday. I really loved it and disagree with a review I saw that it wasn't mystical enough. Although there were some parts that I felt should have been left out or cut shorter (yes, it was a tad too long), overall it had amazing acting and was stunning to watch. A well done western. Plus, in case you had no clue (like me) Val Kilmer is in it. Just pops up out of nowhere.
***
The doctor's office is getting on my nerves. My stitches? Didn't take. So I discovered shortly after Thanksgiving dinner that I have a nice sized hole in my throat. Do you know how disgusting that is? There's a hole! In my neck!
So I called the doctor's office first thing this morning to make an appointment to get more stitches. Because there's a hole. In my neck. You'd think they'd be big into closing up a hole. In my neck. But what do I get? Well, they're going to pull my file and have the nurse call me.
*stares at clock*
*sigh* I was hoping they could work me in this morning. Looks like that won't be happening.
Edited to add: They called, and gosh golly gee, seems the hole in the neck thing is to be expected. I'm supposed to have a hole. The stitches were just there to help it close up quicker. Um, doc, it would have been nice if you had *told* me this to begin with.
***
Thanksgiving was entertaining on the family front (as usual). My family is loud and obnoxious folks. And I swear they're ADD at times. 9 people and we can have 11 conversations going. Poor Jamie (the brother-in-law) had trouble keeping up. *g* We picked on him because he hasn't gotten used to the sudden changes in conversational direction.
Unfortunately for my sister, one such instance included my grandfather commenting on my sister's birthday (which was the week before), which brings up the concept of birthday spankings. We all know he meant it innocently, but Poppaw Max then pops out with "but now that you're married, I guess Jamie's the one that gives you spankings".
Katie almost went under the table. Jamie died laughing. My mother and aunt started having fun with the "spankings" and my grandmother was clueless as to what was going on. My dad and uncle just sat there laughing. Me, I'm almost as embarrased as Katie (because really, it's my sister) so I was sitting there doing what I do best when someone accidentally brings up highly embarrassing topics of conversation at family dinners...I do my "so how about those Dodgers" bit. Loudly. That's the cue to change the conversation because that's somewhere we really don't want to go.
Well, Katie didn't want to go. Nor my grandmother.
Plus there was the dressing disaster of 2003. My aunt made dressing for the first time ever (seeing as my grandmother's arm is broken) and it came out...not solid. She added too much broth. So we had soupy dressing. And lots of turkey. Mmm, turkey.
Gran's house for Thanksgiving dinner was much, much better. Great dressing. Turkey. Heartburn like crazy, but I never ever argue with dressing.
***
Went shopping this weekend. Thank you my sister for taking me to the mall and asking to go into the store with cute, trendy, cheap clothing. Because trendy and cheap go hand in hand (if I can't wear it 6 months from now because it's not the style, I don't want to pay much for it).
So what do I end up with?
Olive pleather jacket - $9.99
Black pleather jacket - $9.99
Dark brown pleather jacket - $9.99
Plain black short sleeve knit top - $5.00
Red with pink stitching cotton skirt (tres flattering) - $10.00
Red bowling bag purse with white accents and the word "Babygirl" on the front - $12.99
I love clothes.
***
Daytime television is the suck.
But it does make me realize that I could kick Dr. Phil's ass in the psychology department. Give me a talk show. I'll tell all of these idiots what they need to do to shape up their lives.
***
Bought X2 over the weekend (VHS, not DVD) and came to a realization regarding a specific scene toward the end.
( Cut for those who haven't seen it yet )
***
Why do the Panthers suddenly start sucking now? Why?
***
My grandmother is starting to obsess on my single status again. This is bad. Because I really don't want to have to inform her that the types of guys that she's most interested in me dating are not appropriate guys for me.
***
Went and saw The Missing yesterday. I really loved it and disagree with a review I saw that it wasn't mystical enough. Although there were some parts that I felt should have been left out or cut shorter (yes, it was a tad too long), overall it had amazing acting and was stunning to watch. A well done western. Plus, in case you had no clue (like me) Val Kilmer is in it. Just pops up out of nowhere.