Sooo.... I was just thinking about self worth. Everyone struggles with some sort of self- esteem complex. I'd like to think that I've overcame most of my self esteem issues. But I haven't. I'm just good at worrying about more important things, like cooking dinner, folding laundry, and other boring grown up crap.
Anyway I finally broke down and went to a dermatologist for my acne (you all remember the whole toothpaste on my face fiasco?) So I just spent ten minutes trying to find that particular blog for you to enjoy. But I can't. Short story is I heard that toothpaste on the face over night helps acne. When, in fact, all it does is get your pillow gross.
OK I looked and found the links! Yay! Yes I have toothpaste on my face and Still have a tube of toothpaste gosh those were so long ago...
So, like I was saying, I went to the Dr and I got a script. He said it was expensive and gave me this fancy coupon discount card thingie. Way cool. Except when I go to pick it up they tell me that I'm past the age limit for this particular medication. Past my age limit? Really? Since when does medicine have age limits going the other way?
Wow that makes me feel like an old lady. So apparently if you're in your 30's (or upper 20's because by the time you're 26 your acne should magically disappear) and your acne hasn't magically disappeared like it was supposed to- you're screwed. The prescription was over $300, but with my special discount card thingie it was $200something. If my insurance approved it and I was the "right" age I would have only paid $25.
I don't know how that makes any sense at all. How you can go from $300 to $25, but whatevs. Plus it's not fair. Also it's detrimental to my self-esteem. Now I do have a complex because I'm getting older. Great.
Also, I decided my face is not worth $200.
Oh and the lesson for today: Remember that even if you're too cheap to spend a billion dollars on yourself that doesn't mean you're not beautiful. After all it's your guts that count.
I don't even like spaghetti... But I like to articulate my thoughts. Be it from a dark place or somewhere whimsical.
Tuesday, November 12, 2013
Monday, November 4, 2013
Welcome Stinky Dog!
So I'm not a dog person. I mean seriously. I have no desire to be around dogs. They're not soft, they smell, they slobber,... they yap, they jump on you, they bite at you. I mean the list goes on and on. And yes I'm totally generalizing and stereotyping.
So my co-worker asks me if I would be interested in adopting her dog. After some seriously deliberation my daughter has been asking me for YEARS and I always say "go ask your dad." my own mind starts a whirling. So I'm dreaming of car rides with head out of the window (his, not necessarily mine), playing fetch, and long walks in the sunset. Ok so I added the sunset part.
My husband and I talked about it over and over and we contemplated with the kids and decided to "try it out" (like dog sit over the weekend) which basically means we're going to get it cuz why would you "try it out" if you really don't want it?
So yup. I'm the owner of a dog. A big stinky dog. He's a husky and if anyone that has huskies has tips on walking him that would really help part of my dog fantasy work.
Ok so he's super sweet. I don't really know how anyone can be around him and not a like him. He's an attention hog and if you smile at him he loves you. So... Besides eating random things, particularly tissues, and the whole smelly thing, he's great.
He grew up around a cat so he thinks he's a cat. He's a little rough with the cat toys, but we have yet to try the laser pointer on him. He's kind of heavy to snuggle on the lap, too. So in all my dog fantasy is mostly coming around. A little differently than I planned in my head. I've had to make some adjustments. Like one of those plug in room freshener thingies. And brushing him a billion times a week. Maybe a pair of non-slick socks for when he dribbles over the floor in the kitchen...
My daughter and I gave him a bath tonight. We might not be the brightest two in the bunch to do that. I know he'll smell super good tomorrow, but man does he smell like a wet dog right now! Oh and it's supposed to rain the day after tomorrow. I didn't say we were the brightest two in the bunch. But I'm thinking 1 day of smelly goodness might be all I need to make my day tomorrow.
So my co-worker asks me if I would be interested in adopting her dog. After some seriously deliberation my daughter has been asking me for YEARS and I always say "go ask your dad." my own mind starts a whirling. So I'm dreaming of car rides with head out of the window (his, not necessarily mine), playing fetch, and long walks in the sunset. Ok so I added the sunset part.
My husband and I talked about it over and over and we contemplated with the kids and decided to "try it out" (like dog sit over the weekend) which basically means we're going to get it cuz why would you "try it out" if you really don't want it?
So yup. I'm the owner of a dog. A big stinky dog. He's a husky and if anyone that has huskies has tips on walking him that would really help part of my dog fantasy work.
Ok so he's super sweet. I don't really know how anyone can be around him and not a like him. He's an attention hog and if you smile at him he loves you. So... Besides eating random things, particularly tissues, and the whole smelly thing, he's great.
He grew up around a cat so he thinks he's a cat. He's a little rough with the cat toys, but we have yet to try the laser pointer on him. He's kind of heavy to snuggle on the lap, too. So in all my dog fantasy is mostly coming around. A little differently than I planned in my head. I've had to make some adjustments. Like one of those plug in room freshener thingies. And brushing him a billion times a week. Maybe a pair of non-slick socks for when he dribbles over the floor in the kitchen...
My daughter and I gave him a bath tonight. We might not be the brightest two in the bunch to do that. I know he'll smell super good tomorrow, but man does he smell like a wet dog right now! Oh and it's supposed to rain the day after tomorrow. I didn't say we were the brightest two in the bunch. But I'm thinking 1 day of smelly goodness might be all I need to make my day tomorrow.
Saturday, November 2, 2013
Holy Cow
It's been almost a year since I last visited here. Goshes, so much has happened I don't even know where to start! I am really disappointed the blog app didn't work from my phone. I tried for months and months. Perhaps I should try again. I would be able to blog SO much more if I could use my phone. Cuz you know- I'm all up and up on the technology crap.
So what have I been up to? Well Gavin is in high school. I don't feel old necessarily on MY birthday.... but on his I'm reminded how much time has passed.
I saw a little word phrase thingie the other day. What are those called? Oh yeah quote! I saw a quote. Anyway it was something to the effect of 'I'm 30, but I feel like I'm 20 until I hang out with 20 year olds then I'm like, yeah I'm 30' Of course I'm older than 30, but I know what they mean. I totally saw some instagram and facebook posts about a fright night and the one girl said she is finally going to bed at 6am. Yeah... I think my all nighters have left the nest. No way would I want to do that.
I guess that makes me old, huh?
Oh what else have I been up to? I broke my foot doing a flying side kick about 3 months ago. That sucked. My ankle still hurts. Want to cringe? I sprained my ankle so bad I ripped the bone apart the main ligaments or whatever are attached to. Yeah. So when I break things I guess I tend to break them good.
So what have I been up to? Well Gavin is in high school. I don't feel old necessarily on MY birthday.... but on his I'm reminded how much time has passed.
I saw a little word phrase thingie the other day. What are those called? Oh yeah quote! I saw a quote. Anyway it was something to the effect of 'I'm 30, but I feel like I'm 20 until I hang out with 20 year olds then I'm like, yeah I'm 30' Of course I'm older than 30, but I know what they mean. I totally saw some instagram and facebook posts about a fright night and the one girl said she is finally going to bed at 6am. Yeah... I think my all nighters have left the nest. No way would I want to do that.
I guess that makes me old, huh?
Oh what else have I been up to? I broke my foot doing a flying side kick about 3 months ago. That sucked. My ankle still hurts. Want to cringe? I sprained my ankle so bad I ripped the bone apart the main ligaments or whatever are attached to. Yeah. So when I break things I guess I tend to break them good.
Monday, December 17, 2012
Disappointed
That the blogger app isn't working quite right on my phone. I have uninstalled it and reinstalled it hoping that will fix it. However... I lost some awesome and funny blogs.
Stay tuned because I will rewrite them when I can... Probably in the middle of the night when I can't sleep. That is when I blog the best.
Also most of my free computer time is taken up by the editing of my book.... Yup I haven't made the official announcement here, but I did write a book!! How many of you would read it just because I wrote it even though I haven't said what it's about??????
Stay tuned because I will rewrite them when I can... Probably in the middle of the night when I can't sleep. That is when I blog the best.
Also most of my free computer time is taken up by the editing of my book.... Yup I haven't made the official announcement here, but I did write a book!! How many of you would read it just because I wrote it even though I haven't said what it's about??????
Saturday, December 15, 2012
New phone
Remember last time I had a smart phone? I worked for a wireless phone company...only the best company ever... Centennial Wireless. They gave me a blackberry. That was a good phone. Anyway I have rejoined normal society and now have a phone smarter than me again. Good news for my faithful fans is I can blog mobilely in the middle of the night again. Woot!
For now its DnD time!
Mobilely is not a real word....lol
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