Heading out of town for a few days here, nothing major, but nothing bad so yay!
Weird weird weird that we're at the end of another month. That whole "time is relative" thing sure feels true eh?
Monday 26 March 2018
Friday 23 March 2018
The Process. Your Mileage May Vary.
So, my crown. The dental one, that is. (laugh track goes off)
I'd never had anything more than a filling before (and please please can we just keep it that way?) so I had no idea what to expect with this. I asked a few people and no one had anything too terrible to say, but I thought I'd give a quick summary of my experience.
One of my front teeth showed a line on it a while ago. Like, I literally have no idea when I first noticed it or what, so "a while". Two cleanings ago (so a year or more) the hygenist was frustrated the line had picked up some discoloration so she cleaned it really carefully. When I got home, I noticed that I could "feel" the line with my tongue (or finger nail) for the first time but I thought this was just a line/ridge that now had stuff cleaned out of it so no big deal.
Last cleaning, at the dentist check in time, the dentist sat up after his inspection and said, ok, we need to talk about that crack in your tooth.
I was like, what? Because I thought it was just a ridge, like you get on your fingernails or something, it didn't look like, or feel like what I thought a "cracked tooth" would be.
He told me that it wasn't currently causing any problems and might always remain that way, so we had a few choices... we could do nothing and hope that it never broke. But that if it did break, it could break "well" and just need a simple crown, or it could break "badly" and need a root canal or bridge or something.
Well, I was pretty terrified of anything and everything and had been taken quite by surprise so I didn't really know what to say. He said we could wait and see, or we could go in pro-actively and put a crown on the tooth now, therefore controlling any potential bad future breaks.
I was fairly stunned, so asked if I could make the appointments for the crown and then cancel if I changed my mind, so that's what we did.
I went home, cried for a bit, and then did some research. I looked up things on the internet (never terribly helpful but a reasonable baseline I suppose) and I talked to my family members (all of whom have had a crown or more) and asked any friends. As I said before, everyone said it was pretty much no big deal but that a bridge or a root canal sucked. My brother said it wasn't much more uncomfortable than a filling so I figured even though I didn't want to, I'd go ahead and be proactive. Ugh.
So, then I had, something like five or six appointments. (I know, right?) First one was to take photos for my extended health insurance company. I guess they wanted proof that there was a crack/whatever we're calling it. Right. Because I'd CHOOSE to go through this? NOT! So yeah, photos, where I had to grin like an idiot.
Then there was the appointment where they took molds of my teeths. Like, metal trays with... uh, magic stuff in them and then a mold of my teeth... whatever.
Then... oh, I suppose I should say if you're squeamish at all about the dentist to stop reading, but I'm assuming you stopped waaaay up there anyway. (Not that it gets gross, just saying.) Then there was the first "real" appointment. That I dreaded. I showed up and my dentist said "you know we don't have to do this" and I wanted to scream because NO. I DON'T WANT TO, DON'T GIVE ME THE OPTION! Ugh. The area was frozen (which I always always hate the worst but he's so much better than my old dentist so it's not awful, just not great) and then, well, this wasn't terribly fun, but this is why you have music and earphones with you. Then they drilled away at my poor tooth. As in, they drilled it away. Bye buddy... I miss you! I didn't feel anything, but the noise isn't super awesome, and my dentist uses water...based instruments so I ended up having to pee (I always do!) So there was a break time, and I went to pee and, well, yeah, I had to look! So I looked and there was a nub of a tooth where my tooth used to be. I tried to make it be funny, like arrrr I'm a pirate, but I was kind of sad too. My tooth was gone, no turning back now.
There was actually a lot more of the tooth left than I would have thought. For some reason, I expected like a little mini vampire fang, but it was more like a baby tooth size, or a pinky nail size, if that makes sense. So yeah, I took a photo and sent it to a couple of people because damn that sucked... but I may as well try to laugh. Or something.
They then stuck on a temporary crown... somehow molded to the size and shape my tooth was and told me to be mindful of flossing and biting, and that if it came off, to let them know ASAP to have it put back on.
And that evening/night kind of sucked, I'll be honest. I think it was probably the "trauma" to the tooth of having so much of it worn away like that. And then having something not quite perfect stuffed back in or something. But I took lots of advil, and Jason cooked for me and I took it easy and felt sorry for myself but it wasn't the worst but it also wasn't the best. No likey.
The temporary didn't look great to me either. The size/shape was ok, but the colour to me was way off.
Next appointment was at a specialty something or other place where they "colour matched" my other teeth. That involved photos and more photos and them holding samples up and photos of that and was really quite fascinating. They didn't seem to get my joke when I was having to hold my mouth open with these metal things that it was very "Clockwork Orange" but hey, I amused myself at least... again!
Next appointment I thought was going to be as rough as the first, so I planned to have myself the next day off, but it turned out it was a false alarm appointment. I went in, they literally just pulled the temp crown off (WHAT?) and that felt weird.... and then they put in the new one, had me look at it, poked and prodded around or something, took more photos (for the lab place I think?) and then glued the old temporary back on! ARGH!
So then I had to book my last last appointment. I guess they had to have enough time to send the real one back for any final adjustments so I had the temp back for a few weeks and it was uncomfortable most of that time. (I think probably the glue?) So then the other week I went back in for my final appointment.
Freezing, pop the old one off, slide the new one in... adjust things (I have no idea), adjust more things. Have me bite, bite, bite (with the bite check... things) grind away a bit of another tooth (so they don't grind each other), more checking, more bite checking, more... I don't know what. But I didn't need my headphones so yay. They did something to the tooth (to make the glue stick better I think?) and then they popped the new one on, flossed away any excess glue they could and... well, done. The thing looks good, and they told me I didn't have to be cautious, that the glue was already set and, well, there you go. The final appointment was so much easier than the first, it was a huge relief. So all I dealt with (other than a huge bill, UGH!) was the discomfort from the needle and some gum soreness the next few days.
Oh, and I forgot my night guard, so I went back later that day and he adjusted it so there was no issue (and so I could sleep that night! it's hard to fall asleep without it, I've had it so long now.)
The tooth doesn't feel "right". They made it thicker to make it stronger and the thickness is weird. It's driving my tongue absolutely bonkers and I really don't like it but I'll get used to it. No other choice. For the first couple of days, whenever I'd eat, my tongue would try to clear the "bunch of food" stuck behind my tooth, only for me to realize it was actually the new tooth. Sigh.
I think my gums are still kind of annoyed... it's a new shape after all, and the tooth itself is very weirdly shaped at the back, and I don't like that, but I'm hoping I'll stop noticing after a while. As I said, the tooth looks great. (I swear it's a teeeeeeny tiny bit wider but no one but me would notice.. but I've stared at this tooth for all my adult life so... I notice!) But the colour is spot on... the texture of it feels great and, well, it certainly went a whole lot better than it might have had I left it and had it break on its own.
So yeah... my process of getting a dental crown was not too terrible. It wasn't inexpensive, but dental stuff never is. Here's to no more dental work for me ever. Ok? Please? Pretty please?
Thanks.
I'd never had anything more than a filling before (and please please can we just keep it that way?) so I had no idea what to expect with this. I asked a few people and no one had anything too terrible to say, but I thought I'd give a quick summary of my experience.
One of my front teeth showed a line on it a while ago. Like, I literally have no idea when I first noticed it or what, so "a while". Two cleanings ago (so a year or more) the hygenist was frustrated the line had picked up some discoloration so she cleaned it really carefully. When I got home, I noticed that I could "feel" the line with my tongue (or finger nail) for the first time but I thought this was just a line/ridge that now had stuff cleaned out of it so no big deal.
Last cleaning, at the dentist check in time, the dentist sat up after his inspection and said, ok, we need to talk about that crack in your tooth.
I was like, what? Because I thought it was just a ridge, like you get on your fingernails or something, it didn't look like, or feel like what I thought a "cracked tooth" would be.
He told me that it wasn't currently causing any problems and might always remain that way, so we had a few choices... we could do nothing and hope that it never broke. But that if it did break, it could break "well" and just need a simple crown, or it could break "badly" and need a root canal or bridge or something.
Well, I was pretty terrified of anything and everything and had been taken quite by surprise so I didn't really know what to say. He said we could wait and see, or we could go in pro-actively and put a crown on the tooth now, therefore controlling any potential bad future breaks.
I was fairly stunned, so asked if I could make the appointments for the crown and then cancel if I changed my mind, so that's what we did.
I went home, cried for a bit, and then did some research. I looked up things on the internet (never terribly helpful but a reasonable baseline I suppose) and I talked to my family members (all of whom have had a crown or more) and asked any friends. As I said before, everyone said it was pretty much no big deal but that a bridge or a root canal sucked. My brother said it wasn't much more uncomfortable than a filling so I figured even though I didn't want to, I'd go ahead and be proactive. Ugh.
So, then I had, something like five or six appointments. (I know, right?) First one was to take photos for my extended health insurance company. I guess they wanted proof that there was a crack/whatever we're calling it. Right. Because I'd CHOOSE to go through this? NOT! So yeah, photos, where I had to grin like an idiot.
Then there was the appointment where they took molds of my teeths. Like, metal trays with... uh, magic stuff in them and then a mold of my teeth... whatever.
Then... oh, I suppose I should say if you're squeamish at all about the dentist to stop reading, but I'm assuming you stopped waaaay up there anyway. (Not that it gets gross, just saying.) Then there was the first "real" appointment. That I dreaded. I showed up and my dentist said "you know we don't have to do this" and I wanted to scream because NO. I DON'T WANT TO, DON'T GIVE ME THE OPTION! Ugh. The area was frozen (which I always always hate the worst but he's so much better than my old dentist so it's not awful, just not great) and then, well, this wasn't terribly fun, but this is why you have music and earphones with you. Then they drilled away at my poor tooth. As in, they drilled it away. Bye buddy... I miss you! I didn't feel anything, but the noise isn't super awesome, and my dentist uses water...based instruments so I ended up having to pee (I always do!) So there was a break time, and I went to pee and, well, yeah, I had to look! So I looked and there was a nub of a tooth where my tooth used to be. I tried to make it be funny, like arrrr I'm a pirate, but I was kind of sad too. My tooth was gone, no turning back now.
There was actually a lot more of the tooth left than I would have thought. For some reason, I expected like a little mini vampire fang, but it was more like a baby tooth size, or a pinky nail size, if that makes sense. So yeah, I took a photo and sent it to a couple of people because damn that sucked... but I may as well try to laugh. Or something.
They then stuck on a temporary crown... somehow molded to the size and shape my tooth was and told me to be mindful of flossing and biting, and that if it came off, to let them know ASAP to have it put back on.
And that evening/night kind of sucked, I'll be honest. I think it was probably the "trauma" to the tooth of having so much of it worn away like that. And then having something not quite perfect stuffed back in or something. But I took lots of advil, and Jason cooked for me and I took it easy and felt sorry for myself but it wasn't the worst but it also wasn't the best. No likey.
The temporary didn't look great to me either. The size/shape was ok, but the colour to me was way off.
Next appointment was at a specialty something or other place where they "colour matched" my other teeth. That involved photos and more photos and them holding samples up and photos of that and was really quite fascinating. They didn't seem to get my joke when I was having to hold my mouth open with these metal things that it was very "Clockwork Orange" but hey, I amused myself at least... again!
Next appointment I thought was going to be as rough as the first, so I planned to have myself the next day off, but it turned out it was a false alarm appointment. I went in, they literally just pulled the temp crown off (WHAT?) and that felt weird.... and then they put in the new one, had me look at it, poked and prodded around or something, took more photos (for the lab place I think?) and then glued the old temporary back on! ARGH!
So then I had to book my last last appointment. I guess they had to have enough time to send the real one back for any final adjustments so I had the temp back for a few weeks and it was uncomfortable most of that time. (I think probably the glue?) So then the other week I went back in for my final appointment.
Freezing, pop the old one off, slide the new one in... adjust things (I have no idea), adjust more things. Have me bite, bite, bite (with the bite check... things) grind away a bit of another tooth (so they don't grind each other), more checking, more bite checking, more... I don't know what. But I didn't need my headphones so yay. They did something to the tooth (to make the glue stick better I think?) and then they popped the new one on, flossed away any excess glue they could and... well, done. The thing looks good, and they told me I didn't have to be cautious, that the glue was already set and, well, there you go. The final appointment was so much easier than the first, it was a huge relief. So all I dealt with (other than a huge bill, UGH!) was the discomfort from the needle and some gum soreness the next few days.
Oh, and I forgot my night guard, so I went back later that day and he adjusted it so there was no issue (and so I could sleep that night! it's hard to fall asleep without it, I've had it so long now.)
The tooth doesn't feel "right". They made it thicker to make it stronger and the thickness is weird. It's driving my tongue absolutely bonkers and I really don't like it but I'll get used to it. No other choice. For the first couple of days, whenever I'd eat, my tongue would try to clear the "bunch of food" stuck behind my tooth, only for me to realize it was actually the new tooth. Sigh.
I think my gums are still kind of annoyed... it's a new shape after all, and the tooth itself is very weirdly shaped at the back, and I don't like that, but I'm hoping I'll stop noticing after a while. As I said, the tooth looks great. (I swear it's a teeeeeeny tiny bit wider but no one but me would notice.. but I've stared at this tooth for all my adult life so... I notice!) But the colour is spot on... the texture of it feels great and, well, it certainly went a whole lot better than it might have had I left it and had it break on its own.
So yeah... my process of getting a dental crown was not too terrible. It wasn't inexpensive, but dental stuff never is. Here's to no more dental work for me ever. Ok? Please? Pretty please?
Thanks.
Thursday 22 March 2018
So...?
Or, if you live somewhere where you did it before... how you doing now?
Or! If you live somewhere where they don't do it, how's that? Do you have to pay attention to the fact that other parts of the world are now at different times or what? ARE YOU STILL IN YESTERDAY?
Sigh.
Sorry, just... still. No thanks with it. Even though the days are "longer"... no thanks.
Wednesday 21 March 2018
Well?
Well, it's official. My blankets have come off my bed!
No, not all of them, it's not Summer silly! But my two extra Winter blankets are off and away.
They seem to have done whatever they do to the radiators, as they're not pumping out much anymore, but soon enough I'll close them off fully too.
I'm starting to open the "other" windows... the sun, when it shines, is delicious and warm.
And I just laughed because as I type this, I realize that today might just be the official first day of Spring anyway... meaning that my blanket removal is right on time.
We made it through Winter, y'all. Here comes the rest of the year!
No, not all of them, it's not Summer silly! But my two extra Winter blankets are off and away.
They seem to have done whatever they do to the radiators, as they're not pumping out much anymore, but soon enough I'll close them off fully too.
I'm starting to open the "other" windows... the sun, when it shines, is delicious and warm.
And I just laughed because as I type this, I realize that today might just be the official first day of Spring anyway... meaning that my blanket removal is right on time.
We made it through Winter, y'all. Here comes the rest of the year!
Tuesday 20 March 2018
Hummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
My building hallways have these fire doors at certain intervals. Or, at least, I assume they're fire doors... we'll just call them that. 
They're held open by big magnets (one on the wall, one on the door) so they swing shut when the power goes off... or, I assume (and hope to never find out) when there's a fire... issue... I really have no idea of their purpose other than they're there, they close when the power goes out and they're held on by big magnets.
I bring them up because one of these doors happens to be magnetized right outside my door and so one of my walls is the wall that holds the magnet. And sometimes... not all the time, but sometimes, it hums. Really, really loudly.
So loudly, in fact, that I can't stand it and I go out and I un... "lock" (?) the door so the humming will stop. Ahhhh relief.
Which leads me to my question. Why on earth is it humming?
I'm assuming it's something to do with the... uh electricity? Is it bad? Should I tell someone? Or is it just frigging normal for electrical magnets to HUMMMMMMMMMMM???????
I don't know, it's just usually when I un-lock it, when someone magnet-closes it again it's quiet (for a while.. sometimes a long while) but this month, it's non stop humming when magnetized and it's annoying.... but I'm also wondering why.
So... does anyone have any idea why my building's door magnet thing is humming? (And no, I haven't gone around to check any other doors, so I have no idea if it's just my luck or what.)
P.S. I'm not 100% sure that's the only place/thing that hums, but the others I can put down to being maybe a radiator or something... this one is in the hallway and via the wall into my place.
They're held open by big magnets (one on the wall, one on the door) so they swing shut when the power goes off... or, I assume (and hope to never find out) when there's a fire... issue... I really have no idea of their purpose other than they're there, they close when the power goes out and they're held on by big magnets.
I bring them up because one of these doors happens to be magnetized right outside my door and so one of my walls is the wall that holds the magnet. And sometimes... not all the time, but sometimes, it hums. Really, really loudly.
So loudly, in fact, that I can't stand it and I go out and I un... "lock" (?) the door so the humming will stop. Ahhhh relief.
Which leads me to my question. Why on earth is it humming?
I'm assuming it's something to do with the... uh electricity? Is it bad? Should I tell someone? Or is it just frigging normal for electrical magnets to HUMMMMMMMMMMM???????
I don't know, it's just usually when I un-lock it, when someone magnet-closes it again it's quiet (for a while.. sometimes a long while) but this month, it's non stop humming when magnetized and it's annoying.... but I'm also wondering why.
So... does anyone have any idea why my building's door magnet thing is humming? (And no, I haven't gone around to check any other doors, so I have no idea if it's just my luck or what.)
P.S. I'm not 100% sure that's the only place/thing that hums, but the others I can put down to being maybe a radiator or something... this one is in the hallway and via the wall into my place.
Monday 19 March 2018
Randoms
Time change is still messing with me, most notably with my sleep patterns. I can't fall asleep when I'm supposed to (earlier) and I can't wake up when I'm supposed to (earlier) so I'm crotchety at night and grumpy and tired in the mornings. It's a super fun combo!
That wasn't my cursor moving across the screen it was an ant.
I had ant bad dreams last night. (sigh)
Dear Me, don't buy a new type of tea even if it's on super sale because you might not end up liking it at all and it'll just get given away.
Maybe it could be Spring weather all year long? Sunny... beautifully so, but a bit of bite in the wind or shade, but warm and lovely in the calm sun. SO NICE.
I guess we'd still need rain but maybe only at night or something?
I have a sudden "craving" to play with Lego. Weird. (Didn't have a whole lot of it growing up so was more of a Playmobil kid I think?)
That wasn't my cursor moving across the screen it was an ant.
I had ant bad dreams last night. (sigh)
Dear Me, don't buy a new type of tea even if it's on super sale because you might not end up liking it at all and it'll just get given away.
Maybe it could be Spring weather all year long? Sunny... beautifully so, but a bit of bite in the wind or shade, but warm and lovely in the calm sun. SO NICE.
I guess we'd still need rain but maybe only at night or something?
I have a sudden "craving" to play with Lego. Weird. (Didn't have a whole lot of it growing up so was more of a Playmobil kid I think?)
Saturday 17 March 2018
Friday 16 March 2018
Meh
You notice it during flights too... how it can be whatever weather, and then you get to a certain height (altitude?) and it's blue sky and sunny with clouds below.
I know all this.
It's just sometimes harder to think "the blue sky will be back" when it's dark and dreary. Literally or metaphorically.
But more metaphorically.
Some days are hard. Some harder than others. Some moments within days are hard. And so on and so forth.
Change is hard.
Roll on the blue sky days.
Thursday 15 March 2018
Yay. Aw Man! Boo.
Well, I guess I am meant to say "I learned a lesson the hard way" or something like that but... did you know it costs a lot to ship stuff?
Yeah, I didn't.
So, I sold an art print. YAY!
Someone asked about one of my digital pieces, and if it could be printed on metal at a larger size. I was like HUH YOU WHAT? but only in my head, and so I looked up the price on a printing site Jason knows of and then I charged a bit more than it would cost and a bit more for shipping it from me to the person. (I wanted to see it first hand first.)
I thought the price I quoted was silly, but the fellow said it sounded good, so I ordered the print and yay! I sold a print! Someone gave me money! Yay!
I got it sent to my place and got all emotional when it arrived and then boxed it back up and took it off to be mailed to New Mexico.
By this time, I'd used the online shipping estimator and realized that any "profit" I might have been making was going to be eaten up by shipping. But hey, I'd still make twenty or thirty bucks, that's decent, right?
Turns out it was too large for Canada post. (You what?) So I took it to UPS. And then shipped it off for a hundred and twenty dollars. (I didn't cry in the shop, I just wanted to) Which means... I made -$7 on my sale!
Sigh.
No, it really was a learning experience. It was weird to charge at all, and then I felt uncomfortable charging much more than what it cost to make on the printing site. Jason pointed out after that I didn't charge for my time, or the expenditures around the material (computer and tablet in this case) or anything much at all, and that I shouldn't really have included shipping in the price, but I had no idea it would be that much and I didn't know how to say, oh, I included shipping but it ended up being about $80 more than I thought, can you... like, give me more monies?
So... yeah. I sold some of my art, which is cool! Someone will have it up on their wall. That's cool. I'm trying to process that n stuff.
But... it technically cost me money to have it made and sent to them, so, um, yeah, I'm not yet a super good businessperson. Or like I'm a really good starving artist or something?
So yay boo and all that jazz. D'oh.
Yeah, I didn't.
So, I sold an art print. YAY!
Someone asked about one of my digital pieces, and if it could be printed on metal at a larger size. I was like HUH YOU WHAT? but only in my head, and so I looked up the price on a printing site Jason knows of and then I charged a bit more than it would cost and a bit more for shipping it from me to the person. (I wanted to see it first hand first.)
I thought the price I quoted was silly, but the fellow said it sounded good, so I ordered the print and yay! I sold a print! Someone gave me money! Yay!
I got it sent to my place and got all emotional when it arrived and then boxed it back up and took it off to be mailed to New Mexico.
By this time, I'd used the online shipping estimator and realized that any "profit" I might have been making was going to be eaten up by shipping. But hey, I'd still make twenty or thirty bucks, that's decent, right?
Turns out it was too large for Canada post. (You what?) So I took it to UPS. And then shipped it off for a hundred and twenty dollars. (I didn't cry in the shop, I just wanted to) Which means... I made -$7 on my sale!
Sigh.
No, it really was a learning experience. It was weird to charge at all, and then I felt uncomfortable charging much more than what it cost to make on the printing site. Jason pointed out after that I didn't charge for my time, or the expenditures around the material (computer and tablet in this case) or anything much at all, and that I shouldn't really have included shipping in the price, but I had no idea it would be that much and I didn't know how to say, oh, I included shipping but it ended up being about $80 more than I thought, can you... like, give me more monies?
So... yeah. I sold some of my art, which is cool! Someone will have it up on their wall. That's cool. I'm trying to process that n stuff.
But... it technically cost me money to have it made and sent to them, so, um, yeah, I'm not yet a super good businessperson. Or like I'm a really good starving artist or something?
So yay boo and all that jazz. D'oh.
Wednesday 14 March 2018
"Resist"
Pink Floyd have always been an important band to me, through all of their evolutions, and I missed out on seeing them when they were together (or partially together) so when I heard Roger Waters was going to be in Vancouver (and there were still tickets!) I decided to say screw the cost and just go. And I'm so glad I did.
I took Jason with me, and we both agree it was the most amazing concert we have ever been to. Life fell very quickly apart for him right after the concert, which is part of why I didn't write about it, but I also was very overwhelmed by it and didn't know what all to say, or how.
I'm not even sure now what to say other than it was spectacular.
It was the most amazing visual show I've ever seen, which I'd hoped it would be.... having heard stories of epic Floyd concerts. And then it was as if every Roger Waters Floyd song I'd want to hear, he decided to sing for me. Like a song would start and I'd go "no way, that's my favourite" then the next... "no way". And the combination of the show and the visuals and the energy and the songs just ... changed me. I haven't processed it yet... Jason's life distracted us both, I'll be honest, but damn.... that was a life changing concert. It really was.
I've heard from a few other people who saw the tour, or know someone who did and the reactions are all the same. Life changing. Amazing. Best concert ever.
Had I had the money, I would have bought a ticket and flown to Australia to see the next leg of the tour. It really did mean that much to me. I am hoping he puts out a concert CD at some point so I can maybe try to relive it.
I realized post show that I hadn't watched any previews. I hadn't seen any youtube videos of the show or anything (other than a glimpse of some of his anti-Trump stuff) I'd stayed away from "seeing" the show so everything was a surprise to me. Which made it that much better. I had no idea what was coming and everything was just... wow.
So, yeah, I saw Roger Waters live in concert in Vancouver at the end of October... and it was a life changing event.
Thank you Mr Waters.
Tuesday 13 March 2018
For Reals This Time
Ok, so today I for reals get the permanent crown (tooth crown, not yet getting a permanent royalty crown, just in case you thought I fully deserved it, because, you know, I am still wondering if I was adopted and am secretly a princess and all).
Last time I thought I was getting my permanent, it turned out it was just a trial run for fit, colour, etc. And then it snowed!
Fairly sure it's not going to snow today, but I am on record saying that we often get a tiny dusting near Easter so... you know, now-ish?
I kept tomorrow really low key just in case my mouth is annoyed, and I'm hoping today goes super smoothly and easily and un-pain-fully. (Shush, I can still make up words!)
Will probably try to write up a post or two in advance, so I don't have to force myself to write later today in case I'm feeling ouchie or whatever. Know what I mean jellybean?
Last time I thought I was getting my permanent, it turned out it was just a trial run for fit, colour, etc. And then it snowed!
Fairly sure it's not going to snow today, but I am on record saying that we often get a tiny dusting near Easter so... you know, now-ish?
I kept tomorrow really low key just in case my mouth is annoyed, and I'm hoping today goes super smoothly and easily and un-pain-fully. (Shush, I can still make up words!)
Will probably try to write up a post or two in advance, so I don't have to force myself to write later today in case I'm feeling ouchie or whatever. Know what I mean jellybean?
Monday 12 March 2018
Ok, But
I did actually wake up grumpy yesterday because according to me, I woke up either early or on time and according to the time, I slept in. I SLEPT IN? I DID NOT SLEEP IN BECAUSE IF I HAD SLEPT IN I WOULD HAVE FELT RESTED YOU BUTTFACE!!!
No, not you... the... time manager. Yeah, that guy. Screw him. Or... her. Screwem.
Sigh.
I dunno. Jason complained that "everyone" in his feed was whining about it and shouldn't we all be used to it by now?
Uh, no. No we shouldn't. I swear it gets harder every year.
Or maybe I'm just extra grumpy. You know.... because I DID NOT SLEEP IN!
Sigh.
Saturday 10 March 2018
Grumpy
I'm already annoyed with the time change.
I was all happy with myself for getting up "early" this morning (I just naturally woke up so ok!) and then realized that tomorrow.... this won't be getting up early at all.
Stop stealing my hours!
I was all happy with myself for getting up "early" this morning (I just naturally woke up so ok!) and then realized that tomorrow.... this won't be getting up early at all.
Stop stealing my hours!
Friday 9 March 2018
Today?
Seeing as I've thought it was Friday for the last three days, I'm quite happy to say that today is, in fact, for actuals, Friday.
Happy Friday... finally!
Happy Friday... finally!
Thursday 8 March 2018
Bug(gers)
Had to kill two little ants yesterday, sigh.
From what I've been told or read, this means that the.. uh... nest (not hive...) believes it's warm enough to head out and forage, which means the ground has warmed up enough (I think?) It also means I hope to keep them at bay and not have to get someone in to "deal" with them again this year!
So yeah, happy Spring, according to some tiny ants.
Wednesday 7 March 2018
Here We Go Again!
Just when the days were starting to get wonderfully, acceptably long.... we're gonna hit daylight savings again. Which... yay for even longer days but, well, you know the rest.
SIGH.
And this is the one where we lose an hour and then everything gets extra messed up for a while.
As opposed to the one where we gain an hour and then everything gets messed up for a while.
(Or do I have that backwards? Sigh)
SIGH.
And this is the one where we lose an hour and then everything gets extra messed up for a while.
As opposed to the one where we gain an hour and then everything gets messed up for a while.
(Or do I have that backwards? Sigh)
Tuesday 6 March 2018
Didn't Miss The Hassle
I went out the night before they left to hold a flashlight for them while they packed their truck and trailer. And man oh man they were both super ultra full to the brim packed! And then we thought to double check the insurance and it had just expired (a borrowed truck, so not really their fault for missing it) which... oh man! Meant a delay in leaving. Which turned out to be fine, because when they called their co-traveller to let him know, it turned out he'd just lost a tooth... something or other.. crown maybe? and so they'd have had to wait on him anyway.
So as I was standing there, watching the packing and the stress of it all I felt the relief of not having to deal with all that. The packing... the driving, the borders, the unpacking, the setting up of camp, the teardown, the re-packing (of now dirty stuff), the travelling home, the unpacking, the washing, the... all of it. It is a lot. And it was good to be able to be reminded that while I'd miss attending, I certainly wasn't missing the hassle of going.
Monday 5 March 2018
Am Trying!
I am genuinely trying to manage (if not control?) my creme egg intake y'all!
I think I'm doing a pretty good job but I'm still going through them at a ... well, a fairly decent pace.
I mean, I only had two yesterday so that's pretty good eh?
(Ahem)
I think I'm doing a pretty good job but I'm still going through them at a ... well, a fairly decent pace.
I mean, I only had two yesterday so that's pretty good eh?
(Ahem)
Friday 2 March 2018
So Sad
I may be making light of it at times, but I'm really bummed. This one, I know I even transplanted it (I can tell because of the container, it's one I bought at some point, not the original) and that would have been over a year (maybe two) ago.
It really bums me out that just a few months of change (neglect???? I don't know) did this much damage. So yeah, pretty sure this one isn't saveable. (And in case you're not a plant person at all, those stems/stalks/whatevers are supposed to be upright... and always have been up until the last week or so... sigh)
(And yeah, I can't stop picking up rocks... those ones there are my more orangey ones I've found lately... that for whatever reason I didn't put in with my other giant pile of rocks... ahem, I mean "collection"...)
Thursday 1 March 2018
Mumble
Some random thoughts I've had lately include...
- I should just make the inside of a creme egg cuz that's really the only part I like. (So, basically just sugar, plus sugar, plus sugar and a dab of yellow)
- Um... I'm not actually sure I exist. (This set off a very strange feeling late night situation that included "well, the only place all my thoughts are is in my head so maybe that's the only place I exist and so yeah, I maybe really don't exist?)
- Does this physio (and/or massage therapist) actually have any idea how much pain they're causing? Like, do they think I'm super wimpy and not realize how frigging much this hurts???
- No way it is actually 2018. I don't understand why people think it is when it's just like halfway through 2017, you know?
Oh, and my favourite, done during cardio earlier this week...
- Nope, screw this. I don't want to be fit. No more cardio.
- I should just make the inside of a creme egg cuz that's really the only part I like. (So, basically just sugar, plus sugar, plus sugar and a dab of yellow)
- Um... I'm not actually sure I exist. (This set off a very strange feeling late night situation that included "well, the only place all my thoughts are is in my head so maybe that's the only place I exist and so yeah, I maybe really don't exist?)
- Does this physio (and/or massage therapist) actually have any idea how much pain they're causing? Like, do they think I'm super wimpy and not realize how frigging much this hurts???
- No way it is actually 2018. I don't understand why people think it is when it's just like halfway through 2017, you know?
Oh, and my favourite, done during cardio earlier this week...
- Nope, screw this. I don't want to be fit. No more cardio.
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