I survived the dentist. It was a pretty long hour and a half, but I made it through. My new dentist is wonderful and made sure I was fully numbed up before she started drilling. I told her about my anxiety at my first appointment, so I think when I sat shaking in the chair, she wasn't too surprised. But she did a good job, and I'm a lot less nervous for my next appointment now. (I have two more fillings to go. Never will I slack on flossing again).
The big excitement of my day was getting a new keyboard for my computer at work. I've never liked the old one I inherited when I moved to my cube, and today I asked for a new one. It's not brand new, but it's new to me, and SO much better than the old one. Is it sad that a keyboard is so exciting? I don't know. But the day isn't over, so hopefully it won't really be the MOST exciting thing.
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Monday, September 28, 2009
Monday Madness
Well look at that, it's Monday again. There is a lot going on today that makes my life crazy (mostly work), but the madness is the dentist.
Today I have to go to the dentist and have some cavities filled. I'm not really looking forward to it. I used to love the dentist when I was little because I never had any problems with my teeth, and I'd come out of the office with squeaky clean dents. But then I started getting cavities. I take good care of my teeth (the dentist says I have great oral hygiene), but thanks to genetics, my teeth are soft and get cavities more easily. Gee, thanks Mom and Dad. And as it turns out, the dentist is not so fun when there is a drill involved.
It's maddening that I can sit in the dentist chair and be told that I have "beautiful teeth" and "amazingly clean teeth" and then be told I have 6 (Yup. SIX) cavities. I'm having three filled today, and the other three at a later date. The dentist didn't want to have to numb my whole mouth at the same time. How thoughtful.
Of course the real problem stems from the fact that my cavities are mostly between my teeth. I floss, but not enough, and since I haven't had x-rays in two and a half years, there was no way for the hygienist cleaning my teeth to spot them. So now there are six gross cavities in my teeth. Awesome.
I just hope I don't bite my cheek while it's numb...that's about the worst feeling ever...besides maybe a drill going into your teeth.
Today I have to go to the dentist and have some cavities filled. I'm not really looking forward to it. I used to love the dentist when I was little because I never had any problems with my teeth, and I'd come out of the office with squeaky clean dents. But then I started getting cavities. I take good care of my teeth (the dentist says I have great oral hygiene), but thanks to genetics, my teeth are soft and get cavities more easily. Gee, thanks Mom and Dad. And as it turns out, the dentist is not so fun when there is a drill involved.
It's maddening that I can sit in the dentist chair and be told that I have "beautiful teeth" and "amazingly clean teeth" and then be told I have 6 (Yup. SIX) cavities. I'm having three filled today, and the other three at a later date. The dentist didn't want to have to numb my whole mouth at the same time. How thoughtful.
Of course the real problem stems from the fact that my cavities are mostly between my teeth. I floss, but not enough, and since I haven't had x-rays in two and a half years, there was no way for the hygienist cleaning my teeth to spot them. So now there are six gross cavities in my teeth. Awesome.
I just hope I don't bite my cheek while it's numb...that's about the worst feeling ever...besides maybe a drill going into your teeth.
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Proud Owner
We are now proud owners of our very own typewriter. I am so very excited. I love how typewriters look, how they sound and how they type. I even make my blog font the typewriter kind. :D
We've wanted one for a while, and with the wedding coming up and surely lots of things to type, we started looking for one more seriously. We found one on craigslist for a great deal and we couldn't pass it up. It's at my apartment right now and I can't wait to go home and test it out! Hopefully I'll have lots of wonderfully typed things to share soon!!!
We've wanted one for a while, and with the wedding coming up and surely lots of things to type, we started looking for one more seriously. We found one on craigslist for a great deal and we couldn't pass it up. It's at my apartment right now and I can't wait to go home and test it out! Hopefully I'll have lots of wonderfully typed things to share soon!!!
Monday, September 21, 2009
Monday Madness
Today the madness is buying a house. I am, by no means, looking to buy a house. But it seems like everyone else I know is. My sister and her boyfriend, my mom and a few of the girls at work all just bought houses. I understand the draw, with all the tax credits that will be given, and it being a buyers' market, but it just seems like a whole lot of responsibility I'm just not ready for.
I do like the idea of having my own place, in the sense that I don't have to worry about whether or not I can paint a certain color, and I like the idea of having a yard or a deck, but I don't really like the idea that everything becomes my problem. We just got a brand new fridge (after an entire year of dealing with an awful one) and at no cost to us. If there is something we can't fix on our own, we have someone else to take care of it for us. No paying for plumbers, or electricians or anything like that. Granted, at the end of our lease we will have paid a lot of money and be no closer to owning our own home, but it's something we're ok with.
So why do people assume that a house is in our future? Even at the bank on Saturday when we were opening a new checking account (now that we're engage, we've finally gotten a joint account) they asked if we were saving for a house or looking to buy. Nope. Not at all. And not only that, but I don't want to leave the city! I love living in Boston and you have to be Scrooge McDuck to buy here. Maybe in a few years a house with be part of our game plan, but for right now, we're so happy being renters.
I do like the idea of having my own place, in the sense that I don't have to worry about whether or not I can paint a certain color, and I like the idea of having a yard or a deck, but I don't really like the idea that everything becomes my problem. We just got a brand new fridge (after an entire year of dealing with an awful one) and at no cost to us. If there is something we can't fix on our own, we have someone else to take care of it for us. No paying for plumbers, or electricians or anything like that. Granted, at the end of our lease we will have paid a lot of money and be no closer to owning our own home, but it's something we're ok with.
So why do people assume that a house is in our future? Even at the bank on Saturday when we were opening a new checking account (now that we're engage, we've finally gotten a joint account) they asked if we were saving for a house or looking to buy. Nope. Not at all. And not only that, but I don't want to leave the city! I love living in Boston and you have to be Scrooge McDuck to buy here. Maybe in a few years a house with be part of our game plan, but for right now, we're so happy being renters.
Thursday, September 17, 2009
the dragging day
Today just seems as if it will never be over. I'm tired today, even though I slept well last night, and work is not where I want to be. I know that this is not an uncommon feeling among the working folk, but I just can't seem to shake my afternoon slump.
Yesterday I had an all day meeting. I got into the office early and had to be on top of my game for the whole day. It was rough. I think because of it, I'm just worn out. I played Smiley McSuper-Worker all day, and I just haven't recovered. And in comparison to yesterday, today is really slow. There is nothing to prep for and nothing to present, so the day to day work just seems unexciting. I know I need to get it together and get at least a little something done this afternoon, but crawling under my desk for a nap seems like the more appealing option.
How much coffee is too much in one day?
Yesterday I had an all day meeting. I got into the office early and had to be on top of my game for the whole day. It was rough. I think because of it, I'm just worn out. I played Smiley McSuper-Worker all day, and I just haven't recovered. And in comparison to yesterday, today is really slow. There is nothing to prep for and nothing to present, so the day to day work just seems unexciting. I know I need to get it together and get at least a little something done this afternoon, but crawling under my desk for a nap seems like the more appealing option.
How much coffee is too much in one day?
Monday, September 14, 2009
Monday Madness
Today is, of course, Monday. I've decided that on Mondays, I will discuss one of the maddening issues of my life. Hopefully it will be more amusing than a horrible vent session.
Today, it's planning a wedding. I was proposed to a total of two weeks and two days ago. To me, that's not a whole lot of time. I've been just enjoying the new bling on my finger and not thinking too much past when I'll need another manicure. But, unfortunately, other people want details. When will it be? Where will it be? Who will be invited? Granted, these things have crossed my mind, but nothing has been set in stone. We're still working on it. Maybe next week?
At the same time, I'm very eager to start planning the unimportant details. I love spending my time looking at wedding dresses and floral arrangements, and fancy place settings. I've thought of what the invitations will look like, and my guest list for an engagement party. Am I doing things in the wrong order? Probably.
I'm sure we'll get around to setting a date before all the other weekends in 2010 are taken, and I'm sure we'll find the perfect location. Hopefully these will happen soon too. But for now, I'm just fine not doing anything important. And hopefully I won't annoying too many people in the process.
And hopefully I won't be kicking myself in a few months saying "why didn't I start thinking about this earlier?"
Today, it's planning a wedding. I was proposed to a total of two weeks and two days ago. To me, that's not a whole lot of time. I've been just enjoying the new bling on my finger and not thinking too much past when I'll need another manicure. But, unfortunately, other people want details. When will it be? Where will it be? Who will be invited? Granted, these things have crossed my mind, but nothing has been set in stone. We're still working on it. Maybe next week?
At the same time, I'm very eager to start planning the unimportant details. I love spending my time looking at wedding dresses and floral arrangements, and fancy place settings. I've thought of what the invitations will look like, and my guest list for an engagement party. Am I doing things in the wrong order? Probably.
I'm sure we'll get around to setting a date before all the other weekends in 2010 are taken, and I'm sure we'll find the perfect location. Hopefully these will happen soon too. But for now, I'm just fine not doing anything important. And hopefully I won't annoying too many people in the process.
And hopefully I won't be kicking myself in a few months saying "why didn't I start thinking about this earlier?"
Friday, September 11, 2009
Today we remember.
September 11, 2001. I was in chemistry class in my junior year of high school. A note was handed to my teacher. He didn't read it out loud. He kept on teaching until it was lunch time. At lunch, everyone was in a frenzy. Would our friend have to go to war? Would Boston be a target? I didn't know what was going on. I asked. I learned.
Everyone says you'll never forget where you were when you heard about it. I won't. I remember exactly where I was sitting in the cafeteria and who was at my table. I remember who exactly told me, and who was crying already. It was something Earth shaking and we didn't know what would happen next. As it turns out, our little town, like the rest of the country, rallied around the flag and felt patriotic. We didn't trash George Bush in our American Politics class anymore. We were proud to have American flag stickers in our lockers.
As time has passed, we have become more critical of the presidents again. We've lost our love to display the flag, and we've often felt betrayed by our government. Politics has gone back to politics. And that's probably ok. The climate of politics and the state of affairs in the country does change. We can forget that we every loved George Bush, if even just for a few days.
But what we can't forget are those people who lost their lives. They were innocent. They were not supposed to died that day. They were on planes. They were trying to rescue others. Firemen, policemen, and people just trying to get to work. Not one of them should be forgotten. Nor should the soldiers who've lost their lives in war. These people are the ones we should rally around.
**Note: I am not generally very vocal about my political opinions. I have a lot of them, having studied politics in college, but I like to let everyone have their own too. This is one thing I actually care to talk about. I promise I won't get all Rush Limbaugh on you very often.
Everyone says you'll never forget where you were when you heard about it. I won't. I remember exactly where I was sitting in the cafeteria and who was at my table. I remember who exactly told me, and who was crying already. It was something Earth shaking and we didn't know what would happen next. As it turns out, our little town, like the rest of the country, rallied around the flag and felt patriotic. We didn't trash George Bush in our American Politics class anymore. We were proud to have American flag stickers in our lockers.
As time has passed, we have become more critical of the presidents again. We've lost our love to display the flag, and we've often felt betrayed by our government. Politics has gone back to politics. And that's probably ok. The climate of politics and the state of affairs in the country does change. We can forget that we every loved George Bush, if even just for a few days.
But what we can't forget are those people who lost their lives. They were innocent. They were not supposed to died that day. They were on planes. They were trying to rescue others. Firemen, policemen, and people just trying to get to work. Not one of them should be forgotten. Nor should the soldiers who've lost their lives in war. These people are the ones we should rally around.
**Note: I am not generally very vocal about my political opinions. I have a lot of them, having studied politics in college, but I like to let everyone have their own too. This is one thing I actually care to talk about. I promise I won't get all Rush Limbaugh on you very often.
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