Thursday, February 17, 2011

Pleasant? No. Disturbed? Yes.


Yes, I'm finally doing a blog post on this blog. Why? Because my friend, Helen, is hosting the Pleasantly Disturbed Thursdays blog carnival! She's much cuter than Duane, the normal host. Have you seen her pink hat? Hubba hubba. Okay, it might also have something to do with me having a topic to write on...

Fair Warning: Guys, you should probably just walk away now. I wouldn't want your delicate sensibilities to be damaged.

Are they gone?


I had to go to the doctor's office yesterday. No biggie, just a re-check on my meds. So after getting my blood pressure and weight, the nurse showed me into a room. As soon as we got into the room, the nurse told me, "Don't worry, the salad tongs of death on the counter aren't for you." Okay, she might have actually called it a speculum, but I know what she really meant. Of course I eyed her suspiciously. I've been the victim of the sneak attack of the salad tongs of death before. But she was very reassuring. I may have smiled at her, but I was keeping an eye on the instrument of torture.

My doc came in and we talked about my meds, how I've been feeling, etc. The problem was, I'd recently taken antibiotics. Since just saying the word "antibiotics" is enough to cause a problem with me, I knew I'd be needing a prescription. So I asked for one. You know, because I've gone through this enough times to have it figured out. But since this doc is new to me...


Yup. She insisted on the salad tongs of death. GAAAAAAAAAAA!!! No one expects the salad tongs of death! Oh wait. That's the Spanish Inquisition.

Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me. Hmmm... I wonder who I have to talk to in order to get the soft cushions and the comfy chair next time instead.

Monday, February 7, 2011

It's all about the commercials

I'm going to let you in on a little secret: I didn't watch the Super Bowl yesterday. Couldn't even tell you who was playing other than the Steelers, and that's only because it's my husband's favorite team. I never watch the Super Bowl. But I still want to see what's important: The commercials. What would I do without the internet? So without further ado, I present my favorite commercial from the Super Bowl this year...