Thursday 13

Thirteen Things Strange Things I Witnessed this week 1... Older gentleman wearing a black t-shirt, khaki colored shorts, black socks pulled up to his knees, and nice dress shoes. 2... The singing of the National Anthem at a professional meeting for medical technologists. 3... People at this meeting taking pictures of the National guardsman as they marched the flag to the front of the room for the singing of the National Anthem. 4... A room, again at the previously mentioned meeting, of approximately 400 people standing, holding hands, and praying. I find this to be extremely strange for a room full of scientists at a national meeting to be praying, isn't it against the law for prayer to be in the classroom? 5... The backside of my swimsuit. It is getting a tad stretched out and now droops as if I dropped a load. Time to wear another one. 6... Not a very strange thing, I see this all the time, strange in the fact that I don't know the fascination. Older gentlemen walking around constantly fiddling with the change in their pockets? 7... My downstairs shower backing up still after spending 10 G's to replace the sewer........................ 8... Dust Bunnies on my stairwell, didn't I just vacuum those things up yesterday?? 9... I guess I only saw/experienced 8 strange things this week. I am gonna stop here. I completely forgot that it was Thursday because I have been attending this workshop all week and unfortunately I haven't learned much. Pretty much the only thing I learned is not to attend another AMT annual meeting in the next couple of years.

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Wet Spot

How many out there find this term offensive?

I was having a casual conversation with my husband and the term WET SPOT came up. I asked him why is it that I find those two words to be offensive and he replied. "Because, they are offensive!"

So, my next question was "Why? It is what it is, there is no other way really to describe or label it. So why is it so offensive?"

I tried to look it up on www.dictionary.com and it asked me if I meant Sweet Spot. I also tried www.wikopedia.com and up came a reference to a place called Seattle Sex Positive Community Center (commonly known as the Wet Spot or SPCC). That is as far as this research is going to take me tonight. I did try another route and looked up in a search "word origins" without any luck. Where did this term come from and when did it arrive?

Hmmmm, interesting?

Just Sharing

I already blogged about my dr's visit today, but I am not done. I just have to share some correspondence between myself and one of my bestest friends in all the land, she happens to be a Dr. We converse on a daily basis and I have often thought about posting our words because she cracks me up!!


I began the correspondence with (names have been changed to protect the innocent):



Ok, as a doctor tell me what you think about this:



Labial and butt sweat?



Dr. XXX was very detailed in talking with me
about my options. So, I sat there trying to remain
calm but all the while I was sweating between my
legs, so much that I could feel it running down my
buttock into the folded crevice between my leg and
ass. When I arose from the table there was a medium
sized sweat spot on the lovely paper bedspread.
What do docs think about that? Gross if you ask me,
I even tried to mop it up before she "went in", to
no avail!



Her response was:



silly, your crack sweat is a little cringe worthy but
i've seen worse, and believe me - she's seen way
worse.



Seriously, aren't you laughing right now? I am wondering what she has seen that could be worse?

Thanks Doc

What is with the preferential treatment for pregnant women? I don't get it, probably because I have never been pregnant. But I could definitely see today that they get preferential treatment in the OBGYN's office.

I had my annual exam today. I walked into the office and there was one woman (pregnant)and one older gentleman (not pregnant) waiting. I schemed that he was waiting for his 30 something unwed pregnant daughter but that wasn't the case, he was just waiting for who, I presumed to be his wife.

My appointment was for 2:10 p.m. and they ask that you arrive 15 minutes early to get your chart ready and prepare your examination room, I arrived at 2:00. I am waiting and 3 more patients walk in after me, all were pregnant, and they were all escorted to the exam rooms before me. My name wasn't called until 20 minutes after my scheduled appointment. Why was that I wonder? PREFERENTIAL treatment?

During the time I was waiting, I looked for something to read, every doctor's office has a pile of magazines on the counters right? Well, that is correct, but I didn't want to read the latest issue of Pregnancy, Fit Pregnancy, or Parenting magazine. Oh well. Why was that I wonder? PREFERENTIAL treatment?

In the end, I got my exam, lecture, and a new form of birth control. I won't be making an appointment for a tubal ligation or the new Essure procedure, but I won't be going off hormones just yet either! I am going to give NuvaRing a whirl. Check it out www.nuvaring.com

You're Fired

Most everyone has heard these words a time or two. I feel that one day, probably in the near future, I will hear those words, and Donald Trump will not be standing in front of me.

I really need some classes on diplomatic confrontation! I am very stubborn and opinionated and I will argue my point until the cows come home, unless that is, the opponent can say something to change my mind, which doesn't happen very often.

So, yesterday, I was called "insubordinate" because I was, in my mind, defending my belief! The name calling didn't occur until after I had already conceded to the other person. I had decided for myself to agree to disagree, and that was when I was called INSUBORDINATE!

Anyway, there just might be one of those little PayPal buttons installed in all of my blogs in the near future! Feel free to donate to my unemployment!

Thirteen Brand Specific Things that are in my house!! 1. Birkenstocks- at least 4 different pairs of them. 2. Red Bull- I actually do like the taste of this drink! 3. Dell Computer- My husband picked it out. 4. iPOD-Again, my husband bought it for me. 5. Riedel Stemware- If you are going to drink cheap wine, at least put it in a nice glass! 6. Tillamook Cheddar- 2 large cubes of cheese currently residing in my fridge. 7. Friskies (canned)- Hey, I love my pussy and he deserves some soft food! 8. Terry Cycling Shorts- I ordered 2 more pair, I wonder where they are? 9. Sharpie- Permanent Markers-every house should have some of these. 10. Energizer Batteries- I am running out of things to list here that aren't obvious, like my Canon PowerShot digital camera. 11. Old Navy- Several pairs of jeans, and several T-shirts. I even have the exact same pair of jeans that I ordered on separate occasions thinking they were different. I really like them, so that is ok. 12. Cliff Bars- My husband's favorite energy/snack bar. 13. Trek Bicycle- There are 3 in my house, one is mine and the other 2 belong to my husband. This task was a little more difficult than I thought it would be. I was about to toss in the brand of toothpaste that is in my bathroom but I got this last tube in the health food section of the grocery store- Tom's (that is the name of the toothpaste). It is organic, all natural and comes in that old timey really metal like tube and it is cinnamon flavored.

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Put Off

I finally vacuumed and mopped my house today! I have been putting it off for some time now. I decided that it was time to take some responsibility with the household duties.

Our cat, Dr. Faustus, caught a bird not too long ago, a week, maybe more, and of course, he brought into the house. You know it is time to clean things up a bit when you have bird poop on the inside of your house. I had seen some whitish stuff on the dining room floor, I just poo poo'd it, then realized that it was bird poop.

Still, I left it there for over a week.

In my cleaning duties, I noticed even more poop. I noticed feathers sticking to the floor. I am wondering if in the last week or so if I have dropped anything on the floor and ate it? Probably.

I feel bird flu coursing through my veins.

Thirteen Thoughts during my first official Alanon meeting: 1. "Really now, do we need to say 'Hi Betty', after every time someone speaks and introduces themselves???" 2. "What, what's happening?? I am nodding my head in agreement to what these people are saying!!" 3. "Does this really work? Everyone here is toting that it does??? I guess only time will tell." 4. "This girl swims, I should invite her to a Masters practice, do you think she would go?" 5. "Yup, that is what my sister said!" 6. "Seriously, STOP repeating everyone's name!!" 7. "Uuuh Oohh, it is almost my turn, should I pass? Should I speak? Think here!!" 8. "Why are these people talking like they themselves are diseased? Yes, healing is in order but they aren't the ones with the problem? I don't get it?" 9. "Ohh Shit, almost my turn, Gawd I am not good at talking to people!" 10. "Hi Betty" 11. "My name is Betty and this is my first meeting. I will tell you what my thoughts and feelings were about my first meeting at my second meeting." 12. "Gawd, there is a teenager here it could have benefited him if I had told my story about the first time I ever talked to someone about my experience growing up with alcoholism." 13. This is what I should have said....."My name is Betty and this is my first official meeting. But, I can remember the first time I talked to someone about my family's addictions and that was when I was in junior high school. I for some reason or another had made an appointment to speak to one of my teachers, who doubled as a counselor, at the same school where my father was a teacher. I don't remember anything that was said but I can remember that I was crying most of the time that I was in his office. I felt angry that I was reduced to tears and I blamed the teacher, I was mad as hell at him. I felt humiliated and weak for crying. I was embarrassed and felt that I had just betrayed my family by talking to someone outside the family and airing our dirty laundry. I felt I had just ruined my father's reputation and his job. I was sure this mans was going to talk to my father and my betrayal was going to be public knowledge. All I wanted was to feel better and I felt horrible and I never sought help again.

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Buckle Bunny

Ain't she a beauty? Big, shiny, centered almost perfectly and it made all the boys look! Except my husband. I procured this fabulous belt buckle and tried to surprise my husband by trying to fit into the cowboy crowd at the world famous mule races in Winnemucca, Nevada.

I had to point it out to him, he didn't see it. Perhaps he was too focused on the famed mule races. They raced two mules that were cloned from one another. Idaho Star and Idaho Gem, both won their individual races but once paired against each other in the same race against other non-cloned mules, they ran pretty much like any other mules racing.

In the end, my husband finally took notice to my buckle and congratulated me on my efforts. He informed me that I needed tighter jeans, cowboy boots and a cowboy hat. Maybe next year, baby steps here.