Monday, July 27, 2009

Tacos for Breakfast

"Your dentist's name is Crentist?"

Today I had an appointment to get my crown prep and also get a filling refilled. Yes, another one. I feel like I have had a lot of fillings fall out in the past four years. I always wondered about the expected life span of a filling, and it turns out that one was seven years.

I got that filling the year I graduated high school.

And now it's gone.


I'm sure that means there will be a change in my life soon. A new filling for a new era, eh?

Well anyway, my trip to the dentist was great. I commented on some new additions to the office. I was told I was the first patient to comment on the improvements. I chatted it up with the receptionist, found out how her dog was, and the woman holding the vacuum (the kind that sucks up spit) asked me how I accomplished such great eyebrows. I got five pages read in my book, and I have an appointment in two weeks to come back for the real crown.

All in all it was a great trip.

Unfortunately half of my mouth is completely sore, and tonight was taco night.

I dearly love taco night. I'm sad to have missed it.

I guess I'll just have to have tacos for breakfast.

Saturday, July 25, 2009

The Death of a Love

My beloved Longs Drugs has bit the dust.

I knew it was happening, I just wasn't exactly sure when CVS/Pharmacy was going to take over.

Well, they have officially taken over and it has broken my heart.

I loved Longs Drugs. Everything was so clean and orderly. They always had new items. Sometimes, I would go there just to browse. But my favorite part about Longs, my favorite department was the Health and Beauty area. I love products, and all of their products were always displayed so nicely. I adored the face wash/moisturizer aisle. Everything was set up according to brand on bright white shelving, with mirrors and extra lighting! I would swoon when I walked down that aisle. It was everything I wished for my cupboards at home!

A few days ago I finally managed to get up the guts to enter the new CVS. I've never been in a CVS, and I was willing to be pleasantly surprised.

As I walked through the doors I immediately felt dirty. I felt so strange. A weird smell engulfed me.

This isn't a pleasant surprise! This is an unpleasant surprise!

I looked down and there were carpet squares on the floor! CARPET SQUARES! Are you KIDDING ME??? That is disgusting! As my eyes adjusted to the weird lighting, I noticed that I could see every person shopping in the store. All of the shelving was super short. Does CVS want to cut down on intercom use for locating missing persons? I suppose they feel it is better to just glance around the store, and you are sure to find the person you had lost. Maybe the small shelves are for the purpose of expediting my shopping trip. I could have hollered from aisle two, "Hey creepy man in aisle five, please toss me that box of Tampax Pearl tampons, regular, unscented! Thanks!" Not only is this a faster way to shop, it's also a nice way to get to know my community. Thanks CVS, for affording me that opportunity.

I don't know who their focus group was, but it must have been a bunch of crazies.

I walked around the store for a little while, trying to give it a chance. I felt my face becoming more and more disappointed and disgusted as I wandered around the store. I half expected to see a dead, decaying homeless man in the corner, or at least one relieving himself on a carpet square.

Whenever I walked into Longs wearing workout clothes or something like that, I always felt that I was a bit under dressed. But walking into CVS, it felt like anything white trash would have been appropriate.

I think Dollar Stores are classier.

Monday, July 20, 2009


Marie is 92 (ish) years of age.

Did you know?

Also, she was walking to Circle K the other day when she fell.

Someone helped her up, I think she finished her trip to Circle K, and then she went home.

This happened about two weeks ago. She has been in a lot of pain recently.

She has been to the doctor, and they didn't have anything to say.

My parents have gone to the store for her a few times, getting different pain medications to see if anything helps. My mother has started taking Marie dinner.

Marie actually didn't go to Church this weekend, and she always goes to Church. She didn't come to Sunday dinner either. Mom brought her a plate of food that she could eat at her leisure. By the way, on Sunday we had three different kinds of potatoes with dinner; it was very fun. We had some golden potatoes, some purple potatoes, and some sweet potatoes.

Marie wasn't at dinner, but Grandma was. She kept telling us of the dangers of Marie accidentally mixing medicines, or not eating enough or not drinking enough, or not getting enough exercise. She shared her opinion of Marie's use of her air conditioner, and she also shared her opinion of Marie's two inattentive sons. Let's just say Grandma didn't have anything nice to say about them. She didn't hold back, and it also didn't seem to matter that it was the Sabbath.

Anyway, I wanted to keep you updated on Marie. I'm not saying anything about anything.

I'm just saying.

Sunday, July 19, 2009

Fabulous Opportunity!

I want this:

It's a letter opener! Isn't that cool?!

I'm very intrigued with letter openers, and this one happens to be awesome. I saw another cool one with the Tri-Wizard Tournament motif, but I like this one better.

You can buy it here.

I'm not going to buy it for a couple of months, to give anyone who wants to the opportunity to buy it for me.


At work the other day a young girl was playing with some sort of handheld gaming device. She complained to her mother, "Mom, this Transformers game is too hard."

Her mother quickly replied, "That's because it's a boys game, honey. What did you expect?"

My jaw dropped as all of my ethnicity welled up inside me and I wanted to proclaim, "Oh NO you DIDdint!"

What is this woman teaching her daughter? I couldn't believe it! I was pissed. Seeing how I couldn't exactly leap over the counter and give the woman a good talking to, I had to contend myself with fuming and pressing really hard with my pen on a notepad.

I'm sending my nieces Transformers video games for Christmas.

Sunday, July 12, 2009

Reckoned With!

Tonight before dinner I asked Brandon if he was going to compete in the semi-secret race against Marie. He nodded his head like there wouldn't be any problem crushing her.

He completely misjudged the extent of this event.

He started out strong. He made a lot of conversation. He took small bites. He had a lot left on his plate when Mom, Dad and Mary had finished. And then... I don't know what happened, but he went back for seconds and finished before Marie. That Marie is a force to be reckoned with! And today, I reckoned with her! Bam! I was totally the last one eating! I was so proud of myself.


It sure was nice to have someone to compete with though. Sometimes when it's only Marie and I the competition doesn't have all the fire it deserves.

Saturday, July 4, 2009

Texting on the 4th

I was minding my own business, safely tucked away in my bed at 8:29 this Independence Day, when I was jolted awake by my phone alerting me that I had a text message!

What?! It's 8:30 a.m. on a Saturday. A Holiday Saturday. This text is obviously important.

I feel around for my phone, obtain it, open my eyes and see "Happy fourth of July" from an obscure contact.


Are you kidding me?

I was was jerked out of my peaceful slumber for this??

Yes, obviously, this is my fault. Seeing how I can't control other people, I should be more responsible and turn off my phone.

BUT, I just can't do it. I have the hardest time turning off my phone at night. What if someone really needs to get a hold of me? I have been in the position where I needed help and couldn't receive it because cell phones were off. So anyway, I keep my cell on most of the time, so I suppose I must deal with the little annoyances.

But I don't want to.

I propose a filter for texts. My phone should be able to filter texts and decide if it is appropriate to send through based on time of day and the content of the message. If it is of no importance, like the message I received this morning, my phone will not alert me of a message, but the text will be waiting (quietly) for me in my inbox when I choose to find it. If, however, the text is legitimate, my phone will proceed with it's usual message waiting indicator.

I would ask the sender of the text to go through these same filters, but I think it will be more realistic for my phone to accomplish these goals.