This was such an action-packed weekend that the stillness of the Monday office is really a letdown.
We kicked off Friday night with dinner at Good Food on Montford,
http://www.goodfoodonmontford.com/index.php. We had previously tried to get in there (during Restaurant Week) and didn't want to wait 90 minutes for a table at the bar. This time we were seated right away and had amazing mussels, salmon, and great wine.
From there, we went to Cafe Monte (www.cafemonte.net) and had the most amazing Irish Coffee, made by Bill. The coffee is served looking like a Guiness - the cream and Creme de Menthe on top of the hot coffee & Jamesons' whisky. To die for!
On Saturday, I headed down to South Carolina to see the family down there. I got pulled over in Clemson, but he let me off with a 65 in a 55 instead of my actual 74. It was nice to see the family, and my sister cooked an amazing lunch spread!
Sunday we went to the Neighborhood Theater to see the Wailin Jennys (http://www.thewailinjennys.com), who were amazing. The harmonies were gorgeous and we had pretty good seats for General Admission.
I achieved NOTHING from my housework to-do list (I take that back - I did mow our and the neighbor's yard) but it was worth the indulgence. Hubby and I need more weekends like that! Now I just have to get through a few more work days!
Monday, April 19, 2010
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
The V-Word
Not THAT v-word. The one that applies to human and computer illnesses and is bound to flag this message as a malevolent carrier of software disease if I spell it out. In that sense, it's a lot like the Harry Potter V-name that shall not be named. Mention it, and you're asking for trouble.
Fortunately I have not (yet) fallen victim to the computer infection, but I have had the human variety, and a lovely 102 degree fever for about 36 hours. Fortunately we got our little veggie/herb garden put in right as the chills and aches were hitting, so I have something pretty to watch while I sip my ginger ale.
The tele-nurse was funny when I called my insurance company's hotline. "You may expect a rash to appear." Great. Since I'm already thinking exotic spider bite from browsing the tomato plants at Home Depot, that fits nicely into my paranoia.
I can definitely say I'm now caught up on my sleep, though. 5 hour nap Saturday (before I knew I was fighting off an infection), early to bed Sunday, sleeping most of Monday, and lots of naps today. Too many Little House On the Prairie episodes involved kids going blind from high fever, so I'm not taking any chances.
Fortunately I have not (yet) fallen victim to the computer infection, but I have had the human variety, and a lovely 102 degree fever for about 36 hours. Fortunately we got our little veggie/herb garden put in right as the chills and aches were hitting, so I have something pretty to watch while I sip my ginger ale.
The tele-nurse was funny when I called my insurance company's hotline. "You may expect a rash to appear." Great. Since I'm already thinking exotic spider bite from browsing the tomato plants at Home Depot, that fits nicely into my paranoia.
I can definitely say I'm now caught up on my sleep, though. 5 hour nap Saturday (before I knew I was fighting off an infection), early to bed Sunday, sleeping most of Monday, and lots of naps today. Too many Little House On the Prairie episodes involved kids going blind from high fever, so I'm not taking any chances.
Thursday, April 8, 2010
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
What Becomes of the Broken-Toothed
Easter weekend was pretty tame, except that I broke a tooth while driving back from Virginia and nearly rear-ended the car in front of me. Hubby was pretty mad, but I'd like to see HIM stay cool under pressure when some part of his body comes unattached.
Yesterday I went to my dentist, who carved my tooth down to a little nub and put a temporary crown on it. I've long known that I'm destined for a life of poor dental health. My mom and dad took us to the dentist faithfully as children, but our genes are cursed. Dad had dentures at age 36, and my mom has had nearly every one of her teeth capped or crowned, and many of them multiple times. My brother and I had crooked teeth, and my sister's beautifully-shaped, perfectly-aligned teeth come with a nice case of TMJ.
So what's ahead for me in the world of dental technology? Veneers? Implants? New teeth grown on the back of a lab mouse? When I worked in the Pathology department for several years, I learned that many tumors grow hair and teeth. These are the tumors that, if left unattended, become little shrunken heads on guys' shoulders on the National Enquirer in the checkout line. If we could figure out how to farm these tumors, we'd have enough spare teeth and hair implants to beautify the whole population. We'll have a new population demographic: Tumor Boomers.
Yesterday I went to my dentist, who carved my tooth down to a little nub and put a temporary crown on it. I've long known that I'm destined for a life of poor dental health. My mom and dad took us to the dentist faithfully as children, but our genes are cursed. Dad had dentures at age 36, and my mom has had nearly every one of her teeth capped or crowned, and many of them multiple times. My brother and I had crooked teeth, and my sister's beautifully-shaped, perfectly-aligned teeth come with a nice case of TMJ.
So what's ahead for me in the world of dental technology? Veneers? Implants? New teeth grown on the back of a lab mouse? When I worked in the Pathology department for several years, I learned that many tumors grow hair and teeth. These are the tumors that, if left unattended, become little shrunken heads on guys' shoulders on the National Enquirer in the checkout line. If we could figure out how to farm these tumors, we'd have enough spare teeth and hair implants to beautify the whole population. We'll have a new population demographic: Tumor Boomers.
Friday, April 2, 2010
Surrounded by the Police
President Obama is speaking today a few miles from my office. This means that there are at least four police cars at every intersection in the vicinity. This makes me very nervous and more than a little jumpy. I've never been arrested or harrassed by the police, but I've been pulled over for speeding tickets more than I'd like to admit.
Why does the symbol of police make me so nervous? My gut fills with butterflies and it's really hard to concentrate on the rules of the road - making me MORE likely to break a law. What's the scientific theory about the observer changing something merely by observing it?
Here's someone who actually knows what they're talking about: http://theobservereffect.wordpress.com/
For me, I'm just trying not to spill my coffee while worrying about the cops.
Why does the symbol of police make me so nervous? My gut fills with butterflies and it's really hard to concentrate on the rules of the road - making me MORE likely to break a law. What's the scientific theory about the observer changing something merely by observing it?
Here's someone who actually knows what they're talking about: http://theobservereffect.wordpress.com/
For me, I'm just trying not to spill my coffee while worrying about the cops.
Thursday, April 1, 2010
No Foolin'
This year I was just too busy to pull any April Fool's jokes, despite my love of them. My favorite was the rubber band around the sprayer on the sink... dad would turn on water for his morning coffee and get an unexpected shower. The plastic wrap over the toilet seat only happened once - having to clean the bathroom after the prank took the fun out of it. Same with the egg over the door frame. I had to move to clear (clean) liquids only.
The Google and Starbucks jokes were good today. Even if I had something fun like that, the people around me (including myself) are just wound too tightly to prank right now. Any unnecessary aggravation is not worth a quick laugh.
I hope to share my simple observations here. An introvert with an active mind needs a sounding board, and this is mine.
The Google and Starbucks jokes were good today. Even if I had something fun like that, the people around me (including myself) are just wound too tightly to prank right now. Any unnecessary aggravation is not worth a quick laugh.
I hope to share my simple observations here. An introvert with an active mind needs a sounding board, and this is mine.
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