Lance's mom took me out to buy some make-up yesterday as a birthday present. I got a nice water-based foundation that should be arriving in the mail soon. They ordered it because they didn't have my color in stock (beige). It surprised me a little how light my color was. I think I have always bought a shade darker which works in the warmer months because I'm more tanned.
I also got a foundation brush and blush. This was at Nordstrom at Washington Square at the Bobbi Brown counter. It felt really nice and light. It didn't even feel like it was on my face.
We walked around the mall a bit and it was nice to just hang out. I got home at 9pm. We started at about 6pm. I met her at her place because I thought Lance was still there doing laundry.
I didn't get to see him at all after the quick stop home until he got home at 4am. He had a gig to play at Pine Street Bistro. It went well until a fight broke out and people scattered. Did you know that yesterday was Mardi Gras? Who knew! It wasn't very advertised at all but then again...it's only a holiday I attribute to drunkards. It's the same with St. Patricks. It's a drunkard's holiday.
In any case, after he came home, it was hard to fall asleep again because he was snoring and I haven't been sleeping all that well. I keep getting up in the middle of the night and it really ticked me off because I had 2 hours until wake up time and in that span of time, I woke up five times. The last time was just before the alarm went off and I just got up anyway. Ugh! It annoyed me SO much!
Damn snoring and he threw out my ear plugs so I couldn't block it out. I woke up and left the house in a very ticked off mood which doesn't bode well for me because tomorrow is my birthday. Better thing good thoughts and just turn my work mode on.
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Monday, February 23, 2009
Wii arm
I've heard of Wii-related injuries but I never thought I would be one of them. I bought Ravin' Rabbids this weekend and it is a very fun and interactive game. Kalani and I had a great time playing it. We played most of Sunday. After he left, Genessa and James were over so we all had a 4 player game going on. The first game was fine and I won. The second game took a little longer than we thought it would. We started at 9pm. We weren't don't until a quarter til midnight and by that time, I was a little too amped to go to bed immediately.
I didn't go to bed until almost 1am because I was also reading a book. The problem was, I couldn't fall asleep. My left forearm was hurting. A lot. It was a dull ache that went from my inside elbow down to my finger tips. I would imagine that is how carpal tunnel would have felt like because there was some numbness. I even put Icy Hot on it twice. Once before I went to bed and again at 2am when I woke up again.
Lance came home later from dropping off James and he distracted me quite wonderfully from the throbbing ache in my arm. I was able to fall asleep until my alarm came on but the ache was always in the background. Quite annoying.
Today it is not so bad.
I didn't go to bed until almost 1am because I was also reading a book. The problem was, I couldn't fall asleep. My left forearm was hurting. A lot. It was a dull ache that went from my inside elbow down to my finger tips. I would imagine that is how carpal tunnel would have felt like because there was some numbness. I even put Icy Hot on it twice. Once before I went to bed and again at 2am when I woke up again.
Lance came home later from dropping off James and he distracted me quite wonderfully from the throbbing ache in my arm. I was able to fall asleep until my alarm came on but the ache was always in the background. Quite annoying.
Today it is not so bad.
Friday, February 20, 2009
The End of the Work Week=Horrible
I work in Orthopedics as a scheduler and managed care coordinator. The managed care coordinator title is just a glorified title that means I do all the front end insurance checks before a patient gets into clinic. The gate keeper, I suppose. Part of my job is to provide great customer service and let me tell you, some days it is tough to keep that chipper tone in my voice.
If I had my way, I'd let loose on exactly what I think about the oxycodone pill popper who calls on Thursday or Friday to ask for more pills because the 60 pills they got at the beginning of the week just plan ran out. Give me a freakin' break! Or the person who needs a check from the workers' claim office but didn't think to submit the paperwork until Thursday. And the paperwork is due Monday. Wonderful.
Yesterday, I received a call from a patient who said he had left a message on our triage line (which is only a message line) about paperwork that one of our trauma surgeons needed to complete for him so that he can receive his Social Security benefits. Mind you, when he called the first thing he said was "This is a medical emergency."
I'm thinking that his leg broke again or there is an infection in the wound area. The guy kept on going on and on about his medical emergency and I wasn't able to get a word in edgewise. I was able to deduce that it wasn't a medical emergency, he just needed the surgeon to fill out his paperwork. The paperwork was due on Monday. I asked him if the paperwork was in clinic.
"No, I have it. I left a message a few days ago and no one called me back," he exclaimed.
There was no telephone encounter in his file so either he was lying to me, which was plausible if he thought it would make his case more favorable, or he did leave a message but didn't say who he was or where to get a hold him. That second part was also very likely since some of our patients somehow think that we know who we are talking to when they call. Sometimes we do via caller ID, sometimes we don't.
"I don't see that there was a message left by you. I will have to transfer you to the triage line again so you can leave them a message. I will also send them a message myself so that they ara aware of your situation," I told him in my most calm and professional voice.
Again, he steamrolled me and went on and on about how important it was that the paperwork be filled out and ...
"I'm homeless. I need this money. If i don't get it turned in by Monday, I'll have to wait another 30 days. Can I talk to the doctor?" he asked.
"The doctor is not in clinic this week," I told him. "Do we have the paperwork?"
"No I have it!"
"Can you fax the paperwork to us or drop it off at our clinic?"
Again, the triade of his homelessness and how important it was to get the form in and "He's not here this week!" This is between side conversations with his girlfriend. Finally, he said, "What should I do?"
"Well," I began. "If you can stop interrupting me, I was going to say, you can drop the paperwork off in clinic but Dr. Friess is not in clinic this week. He may come and go but I really don't know if he will."
"Bitch---" he started. I hung up.
First off, after listening to his barrage and not being listened to, I'm not going to sit there and take his verbal abuse. So I hung up. It's not my problem if his lazy ass didn't get the paperwork to our clinic and it certainly isn't my problem if he waited until Thursday to check back again. If you want me to be helpful, which I was anyway because I put in the phone message, you better be nicer and acting the way he did and then calling me a bitch is the fastest way to get zero help.
I put in the phone message, wrote an email to my supervisors, and went back to the usual work routine. He sounded like he would be a volatile patient if he showed up and the way he was acting on the phone...paging Dr. Strong!
A half hour later I get a call back from him. This time, besides saying that this was a medical emergency, he told me that he thought we were unprofessional especially the girl he was talking to.
"I know her voice. I'm going to be in clinic in about 10 minutes with my paperwork and I want it signed!" he told me.
Suurrre, you know her voice. You're talking to her, fucker.
Since Dr. Friess wasn't in, he wanted to know if someone higher up can do it and if he can talk to someone with more authority. When I told him that my supervisors were not in their office, he was even more incensed and hung up on me. Ugh! Whatever though.
Rebecca, our practice manager, said she would talk to him. She warned the front desk to call her if he came in. Alex, one of our front desk guys, sent me a google message and told me that he left a message on triage and said "why don't you suck a dick!" Ummm....okay. It sounded to me, when I was talking to him, like he wanted to confront me. Unbeknowest to our patients, the scheduling office is not located in the clinic. In any of the clinics.
So...Alex told Rebecca and it was advised that if the patient showed, call Public Safety and page her.
I don't know if he ever came to clinic. What a bastard!
Today....well, today. I picked up a call from a lady who wanted to cancel her appointment with one of our Spine doctors. She also wanted to leave a message for our foot specialist but before I could send her to triage to leave said message, she had a breakdown. Started psuedo yelling at me and it sounded like she was going to cry.
"I have a note here from Dr. ___ who says that my foot is fine except my foot isn't fine. I've have had it with you people. Cancel all of my appointments. I don't ever want to come back to you," she cried.
This was all to my very innocent question: "And what is the reason for your cancellation?"
Before I could nicely ask her if she would like me to transfer her to the triage line to leave her message, she hung up on me. That bitch. I should just cancel her ENT appointments too. Ugh!
So...yes...we get some pretty interesting calls. Aggravating. If I can reach through the phone lines and bitch slap a person, I would.
If I had my way, I'd let loose on exactly what I think about the oxycodone pill popper who calls on Thursday or Friday to ask for more pills because the 60 pills they got at the beginning of the week just plan ran out. Give me a freakin' break! Or the person who needs a check from the workers' claim office but didn't think to submit the paperwork until Thursday. And the paperwork is due Monday. Wonderful.
Yesterday, I received a call from a patient who said he had left a message on our triage line (which is only a message line) about paperwork that one of our trauma surgeons needed to complete for him so that he can receive his Social Security benefits. Mind you, when he called the first thing he said was "This is a medical emergency."
I'm thinking that his leg broke again or there is an infection in the wound area. The guy kept on going on and on about his medical emergency and I wasn't able to get a word in edgewise. I was able to deduce that it wasn't a medical emergency, he just needed the surgeon to fill out his paperwork. The paperwork was due on Monday. I asked him if the paperwork was in clinic.
"No, I have it. I left a message a few days ago and no one called me back," he exclaimed.
There was no telephone encounter in his file so either he was lying to me, which was plausible if he thought it would make his case more favorable, or he did leave a message but didn't say who he was or where to get a hold him. That second part was also very likely since some of our patients somehow think that we know who we are talking to when they call. Sometimes we do via caller ID, sometimes we don't.
"I don't see that there was a message left by you. I will have to transfer you to the triage line again so you can leave them a message. I will also send them a message myself so that they ara aware of your situation," I told him in my most calm and professional voice.
Again, he steamrolled me and went on and on about how important it was that the paperwork be filled out and ...
"I'm homeless. I need this money. If i don't get it turned in by Monday, I'll have to wait another 30 days. Can I talk to the doctor?" he asked.
"The doctor is not in clinic this week," I told him. "Do we have the paperwork?"
"No I have it!"
"Can you fax the paperwork to us or drop it off at our clinic?"
Again, the triade of his homelessness and how important it was to get the form in and "He's not here this week!" This is between side conversations with his girlfriend. Finally, he said, "What should I do?"
"Well," I began. "If you can stop interrupting me, I was going to say, you can drop the paperwork off in clinic but Dr. Friess is not in clinic this week. He may come and go but I really don't know if he will."
"Bitch---" he started. I hung up.
First off, after listening to his barrage and not being listened to, I'm not going to sit there and take his verbal abuse. So I hung up. It's not my problem if his lazy ass didn't get the paperwork to our clinic and it certainly isn't my problem if he waited until Thursday to check back again. If you want me to be helpful, which I was anyway because I put in the phone message, you better be nicer and acting the way he did and then calling me a bitch is the fastest way to get zero help.
I put in the phone message, wrote an email to my supervisors, and went back to the usual work routine. He sounded like he would be a volatile patient if he showed up and the way he was acting on the phone...paging Dr. Strong!
A half hour later I get a call back from him. This time, besides saying that this was a medical emergency, he told me that he thought we were unprofessional especially the girl he was talking to.
"I know her voice. I'm going to be in clinic in about 10 minutes with my paperwork and I want it signed!" he told me.
Suurrre, you know her voice. You're talking to her, fucker.
Since Dr. Friess wasn't in, he wanted to know if someone higher up can do it and if he can talk to someone with more authority. When I told him that my supervisors were not in their office, he was even more incensed and hung up on me. Ugh! Whatever though.
Rebecca, our practice manager, said she would talk to him. She warned the front desk to call her if he came in. Alex, one of our front desk guys, sent me a google message and told me that he left a message on triage and said "why don't you suck a dick!" Ummm....okay. It sounded to me, when I was talking to him, like he wanted to confront me. Unbeknowest to our patients, the scheduling office is not located in the clinic. In any of the clinics.
So...Alex told Rebecca and it was advised that if the patient showed, call Public Safety and page her.
I don't know if he ever came to clinic. What a bastard!
Today....well, today. I picked up a call from a lady who wanted to cancel her appointment with one of our Spine doctors. She also wanted to leave a message for our foot specialist but before I could send her to triage to leave said message, she had a breakdown. Started psuedo yelling at me and it sounded like she was going to cry.
"I have a note here from Dr. ___ who says that my foot is fine except my foot isn't fine. I've have had it with you people. Cancel all of my appointments. I don't ever want to come back to you," she cried.
This was all to my very innocent question: "And what is the reason for your cancellation?"
Before I could nicely ask her if she would like me to transfer her to the triage line to leave her message, she hung up on me. That bitch. I should just cancel her ENT appointments too. Ugh!
So...yes...we get some pretty interesting calls. Aggravating. If I can reach through the phone lines and bitch slap a person, I would.
Justifying a Purchase
The cheapskate in me can't justify the purchase of an expensive wallet or small purse bearing a designer name and it can't justify the purchase of department make-up items like MAC or Lacome. I blame my childhood. I was raised in a household where the dollar was stretched and everything we had, we shared.
But here I am, about to turn 27 years old, just three years shy of the big 3-0, and it is time that I just get myself that designer bag and the department make-up that cost $20 bucks for a tube of lipstick. Quality is key, right?
We'll see.
But here I am, about to turn 27 years old, just three years shy of the big 3-0, and it is time that I just get myself that designer bag and the department make-up that cost $20 bucks for a tube of lipstick. Quality is key, right?
We'll see.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Lawsuit for the Smokes
I understand that smoking is harmful for your health and it is very addictive. What I don't think should be done is people sueing the cigarette companies for their spouse or for themselves not being able to kick the habit. Sure it was the cool thing to do 20 years ago.
It isn't the cigarette companies fault that you keep ingesting nicotine into your system. It's not like they're holding a gun to your head and forcing you to do it. It is like sueing McDonalds for getting fat because you're too damn lazy to cook your own food and instead rely on the greasy fatty quickness of Big Macs and super size fries.
In this day and age where it costs an arm and a leg to even get a pack of cigarettes, there is no excuse for your own bad behavior. I am so tired of people not taking responsibility for their own action. Got lung cancer? That's your own damn fault for choosing to smoke chemicals.
Of course, there are the second hand smokers and for them...go ahead and sue if you'd like. It isn't your fault that you are made to ingest toxic fumes, however, if it is gotten from frequenting smoky places...that is your own damn fault for putting your health at risk. So own up and quit crying.
It isn't the cigarette companies fault that you keep ingesting nicotine into your system. It's not like they're holding a gun to your head and forcing you to do it. It is like sueing McDonalds for getting fat because you're too damn lazy to cook your own food and instead rely on the greasy fatty quickness of Big Macs and super size fries.
In this day and age where it costs an arm and a leg to even get a pack of cigarettes, there is no excuse for your own bad behavior. I am so tired of people not taking responsibility for their own action. Got lung cancer? That's your own damn fault for choosing to smoke chemicals.
Of course, there are the second hand smokers and for them...go ahead and sue if you'd like. It isn't your fault that you are made to ingest toxic fumes, however, if it is gotten from frequenting smoky places...that is your own damn fault for putting your health at risk. So own up and quit crying.
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Sweethearts
This weekend was amazinging fun and relaxing.
I can't remember what we did on Friday but I'm pretty sure we did something. I think we ended up at the Phoenix Lounge where I saw Shannon and Hara Isis. Justin 3Peace was playing records with another DJ and Lance and I came by around 1am so that he could play. We left at 2am and didn't get home until just before 2:30am. It was a good night.
We slept in on Saturday and just sort of lazed around in bed watching movies online. Saturday was Valentine's Day and normally we would have something planned but it was a lazy Valentine for us. I think it was the best one yet. He didn't get me anything, which is fine with me since he's throwing me a birthday party and all.
I got him a card and in it was the location and time of his massage that I booked up. I booked him a 30 minute deep tissue massage at the Portland Spa and Boutique which is right next door to the Riverplace Hotel on the Waterfront. He was excited about it. He told everyone about this massage. We finally roused out of bed in the afternoon for some brunch. Lance made me some biscuits and sausage gravy. We finished it off with some watermelon vodka and cranberry juice mix. It was a good brunch and back in bed we went.
We finally roused ourselves in the late afternoon and went for a walk, I think, with Dixie. Later we were in Portland running an errand with Steve and then went back to his place. Heidi was there getting ready and we all had salad and chicken for dinner right before the Sweethearts show.
For this show, Lance and I bought those 5 hour drinks and they work very well. Normally towards the end of the night on the stuff we were on, I would be ready to past out at 5am. Instead, I was able to hold out until 6am when we got home, although truth be told, I was nodding off in the car while Lance drove.
Sweethearts was a good show. We spent most of our time behind the stage under the tent. That was where Kevin and Naoki were doing their visuals. Most of the Giganticore crew members were there too but they all left early. Still, it was nice to see them and catch up. Depending on your perspective, it could have been a little awkward. Kari was trying to be talkative with Erin and you know, after giving someone the cold shoulder, you don't just pretend it never happened and hope that they forgot it too. It doesn't happen that way. Erin was fine with the situation and if she's fine with it, so am I.
We left at 5am and went over to Steve and Heidi's place for a little while. Heidi showed us her ceramic works and it makes me want to get back into ceramics. She also just turned 23 on Feb. 15. I always thought that 23 was a good age. But then again, it was also when I was graduating and moving onto the next phase in my life.
Sunday was pretty much a repeat of Saturday day time. We slept in, watched movies in bed, and when James and Genessa came over, we played Wii. Lance and I really want to get Ravin' Rabbids. It is a FUN game. Very interactive. The other games she brought over were pretty neat too.
Monday was another lazy day. We were in bed until noon and then left at 1pm so that Lance could get his massage at the Portland Spa and Boutique. Dixie and I dropped him off and went to find a place to park. He was only in there for 30 minutes but he said it felt like forever. Any longer and he might have fell asleep.
Dixie and I sat out front and walked a little bit. Mostly we sat and watched the river. When he was done, he looked so happy and relaxed. With his back aching so much, I thought a deep tissue massage would help him out. I also noticed that the nail boutique, Pink and White, moved right next door. I will have to make a nail appointment. I haven't had my nails done in a few years. Not since the last time I went with Erin and that seemed forever ago.
All in all, a good and relaxing weekend. It is nice to just hang out with my boyfriend and it is nice that he doesn't mind it either. I wished I had another day but next week is my birthday weekend and we're going to be exploring the Shanghai tunnels on Saturday, Feb. 28.
I can't remember what we did on Friday but I'm pretty sure we did something. I think we ended up at the Phoenix Lounge where I saw Shannon and Hara Isis. Justin 3Peace was playing records with another DJ and Lance and I came by around 1am so that he could play. We left at 2am and didn't get home until just before 2:30am. It was a good night.
We slept in on Saturday and just sort of lazed around in bed watching movies online. Saturday was Valentine's Day and normally we would have something planned but it was a lazy Valentine for us. I think it was the best one yet. He didn't get me anything, which is fine with me since he's throwing me a birthday party and all.
I got him a card and in it was the location and time of his massage that I booked up. I booked him a 30 minute deep tissue massage at the Portland Spa and Boutique which is right next door to the Riverplace Hotel on the Waterfront. He was excited about it. He told everyone about this massage. We finally roused out of bed in the afternoon for some brunch. Lance made me some biscuits and sausage gravy. We finished it off with some watermelon vodka and cranberry juice mix. It was a good brunch and back in bed we went.
We finally roused ourselves in the late afternoon and went for a walk, I think, with Dixie. Later we were in Portland running an errand with Steve and then went back to his place. Heidi was there getting ready and we all had salad and chicken for dinner right before the Sweethearts show.
For this show, Lance and I bought those 5 hour drinks and they work very well. Normally towards the end of the night on the stuff we were on, I would be ready to past out at 5am. Instead, I was able to hold out until 6am when we got home, although truth be told, I was nodding off in the car while Lance drove.
Sweethearts was a good show. We spent most of our time behind the stage under the tent. That was where Kevin and Naoki were doing their visuals. Most of the Giganticore crew members were there too but they all left early. Still, it was nice to see them and catch up. Depending on your perspective, it could have been a little awkward. Kari was trying to be talkative with Erin and you know, after giving someone the cold shoulder, you don't just pretend it never happened and hope that they forgot it too. It doesn't happen that way. Erin was fine with the situation and if she's fine with it, so am I.
We left at 5am and went over to Steve and Heidi's place for a little while. Heidi showed us her ceramic works and it makes me want to get back into ceramics. She also just turned 23 on Feb. 15. I always thought that 23 was a good age. But then again, it was also when I was graduating and moving onto the next phase in my life.
Sunday was pretty much a repeat of Saturday day time. We slept in, watched movies in bed, and when James and Genessa came over, we played Wii. Lance and I really want to get Ravin' Rabbids. It is a FUN game. Very interactive. The other games she brought over were pretty neat too.
Monday was another lazy day. We were in bed until noon and then left at 1pm so that Lance could get his massage at the Portland Spa and Boutique. Dixie and I dropped him off and went to find a place to park. He was only in there for 30 minutes but he said it felt like forever. Any longer and he might have fell asleep.
Dixie and I sat out front and walked a little bit. Mostly we sat and watched the river. When he was done, he looked so happy and relaxed. With his back aching so much, I thought a deep tissue massage would help him out. I also noticed that the nail boutique, Pink and White, moved right next door. I will have to make a nail appointment. I haven't had my nails done in a few years. Not since the last time I went with Erin and that seemed forever ago.
All in all, a good and relaxing weekend. It is nice to just hang out with my boyfriend and it is nice that he doesn't mind it either. I wished I had another day but next week is my birthday weekend and we're going to be exploring the Shanghai tunnels on Saturday, Feb. 28.
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Douchbags
Honestly, I really don't understand people do cruel things to each other.
This DJ we know started going out with a Techno DJ called Comix Vixen. I don't know her personally but we see her at a lot of the parties that we attend. She's a pretty cool girl. Really down-to-earth. The guy's ex, although a nice girl, was also a bit of a bitch. Their relationship was crazy. One minute they're ok. The next minute, they're fighting with each other. It's extreme love and hate.
Comix Vixen is a little more sane and not as crazy so I thought they were good together. It turns out, he's been cheating on her and James was in the room when the ex called her to tell her all about it. How awful is that!
It looks like ever since they had started going out with each other, he's been sleeping with his ex. And they have a few gigs coming up where they are playing together as a tag team set. This is the second tag team couple we know who have broken up and ...
I just really don't condone this kind of behavior. What the hell?! Why ruin a good thing by screwing around like that! It really makes me sad. People, good people, shouldn't be treated in that way. I am sure, in his own way, he really wanted to make it work for Vixen but just couldn't get away from his ex for reasons unknown and uncared for (on my part). No reason is good enough to cheat on someone you're in a relationship with. If all you wanted was a quick fuck with someone you say you don't care about, why be in a relationship with someone else?!
I'm just so digusted. I abhor cheaters.
This also made me think of Lance. I know he is a one-woman man but already there has been two cheating rumors and...I hope that if he does screw up, someone will tell me. The last thing I want is to be involved with someone who doesn't respect me enough to be loyal to me and love me the way I love him. I know my worth and I know that I don't deserve to be manhandled like that.
This DJ we know started going out with a Techno DJ called Comix Vixen. I don't know her personally but we see her at a lot of the parties that we attend. She's a pretty cool girl. Really down-to-earth. The guy's ex, although a nice girl, was also a bit of a bitch. Their relationship was crazy. One minute they're ok. The next minute, they're fighting with each other. It's extreme love and hate.
Comix Vixen is a little more sane and not as crazy so I thought they were good together. It turns out, he's been cheating on her and James was in the room when the ex called her to tell her all about it. How awful is that!
It looks like ever since they had started going out with each other, he's been sleeping with his ex. And they have a few gigs coming up where they are playing together as a tag team set. This is the second tag team couple we know who have broken up and ...
I just really don't condone this kind of behavior. What the hell?! Why ruin a good thing by screwing around like that! It really makes me sad. People, good people, shouldn't be treated in that way. I am sure, in his own way, he really wanted to make it work for Vixen but just couldn't get away from his ex for reasons unknown and uncared for (on my part). No reason is good enough to cheat on someone you're in a relationship with. If all you wanted was a quick fuck with someone you say you don't care about, why be in a relationship with someone else?!
I'm just so digusted. I abhor cheaters.
This also made me think of Lance. I know he is a one-woman man but already there has been two cheating rumors and...I hope that if he does screw up, someone will tell me. The last thing I want is to be involved with someone who doesn't respect me enough to be loyal to me and love me the way I love him. I know my worth and I know that I don't deserve to be manhandled like that.
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Guppies and Good Cooking
The other day Lance received a text message from Mel to let us know that the filter on Kalani's fishtank busted and that his guppies had 5 babies. That's awesome! About the guppy babies, not the busted filter. The most important thing for Kalani was that his fishes reproduce. No wonder the male guppies were sold in a different tank from the female guppies. It surprises me though how quickly they reproduce. We only got the fishes a few weeks ago.
We've been having some really good meals at home lately. It helps that Lance is able to do all the grocery shopping. It definitely saves me time.
Sunday we had roasted chicken, mashed potatoes, and gravy made from scratch.
Monday we had steak, baked potatoes, sauteed mushrooms, and asparagus. It was a really good meal and so much food. The mushrooms were sauteed in white wine, butter, and garlic. Yummy!
Tuesday, I came home to some pho that Lance made earlier and he was working on chili which we had later that night. We made chili dogs with bratwurst and it was tasty. I brought some chili to work for lunch and I'm really looking forward to it. I just need to get some cornbread from the cafeteria to go with my chili.
Tonight will probably be chili again which is perfectly fine with me.
Work-wise, I just goofed on an appointment that I made. It was supposed to go to another doctor but I spaced and set the patient up with the PA. Ugh! What a blow to my work pride.
We've been having some really good meals at home lately. It helps that Lance is able to do all the grocery shopping. It definitely saves me time.
Sunday we had roasted chicken, mashed potatoes, and gravy made from scratch.
Monday we had steak, baked potatoes, sauteed mushrooms, and asparagus. It was a really good meal and so much food. The mushrooms were sauteed in white wine, butter, and garlic. Yummy!
Tuesday, I came home to some pho that Lance made earlier and he was working on chili which we had later that night. We made chili dogs with bratwurst and it was tasty. I brought some chili to work for lunch and I'm really looking forward to it. I just need to get some cornbread from the cafeteria to go with my chili.
Tonight will probably be chili again which is perfectly fine with me.
Work-wise, I just goofed on an appointment that I made. It was supposed to go to another doctor but I spaced and set the patient up with the PA. Ugh! What a blow to my work pride.
Monday, February 9, 2009
Weekend Recap
It's funny how smoke can hide the real smell of the bar. Since the smoking ban, we haven't been back to BCs until Friday night when Lance got booked to play dubstep. At first I thought it was coming from the DJ booth but I realized after a while that it was everywhere! The place smelled like ass and fart. It was HORRIBLE. I almost missed the smell of cigarettes. Almost.
The good news from the place was that I broke even playing slots.
Saturday was a gorgeous day and we ended up going downtown and walking along the waterfront with Jon. It was a nice walk. Everyone and their dog was out. It was awesome. Later when we were trying to find Mt. Tabor to walk some more, Lance suggested we got to the casino that night. I've always wanted to go so of course I said, "Yes, let's do it."
We drove back to Aloha and dropped Dixie off at the house then we drove to Grande Ronde, which is by McMinnville. It was pretty dark when we got there, it was almost 8pm. We played a few slots and got in line for the buffet which was pretty good.
Casinos have no sense of time. The parking lot is almost always full and the place is packed with people. It seemed like the later into the night we were there, the more people there were. There were a lot of Asian people, mostly Viet, but I overheard some Hmong speech here and there.
I did pretty well. On one slot game, the first spin got me 10 free spins and in the middle of that, I got another 10 free spin. I cashed out at $30, I should have played for longer but...oh well. Next time, I think I'll stick with one or two machines and insert more money. I lost some money very fast at a few machines because I didn't know what the heck I was doing and just wasn't paying attention.
All in all, it was a great night. We got blazed before and then after dinner. We grabbed a drink from the bar and we hope to go back after the night club is open. Lance is thinking of seeing if they need a DJ. It would be good money and I don't mind hanging out at the casino all night either.
We drove back home at around 1:30 and got home an hour later. It was a good night.
Sunday, we slept in and after making brunch, I got ready to go shopping. Before I left, Lance told me to think color when I browsed the racks. It's because I usually tend to go for darker tone clothes. I came back with a multi-blue tunic and brown shirt. A gray pencil skirt. Two pairs of flip-flops. A khaki pants. Black yoga pants. Two tanks tops (black and cream).
It looks like this year's prom color is going to be neon colors. Barf! Loud bright colors are not something I'm totally into. I'm into the classic styles and neutral colors because they go with everything and it never goes out of style. Black and earth tones will always be in. Another thing about the mall, I hate the mall. Aside from the crowds, it's the type of people in the crowd. All teeny boppers, girls with too much make-up and boys with their pants down too low trying to hit on each other and play coy. How disgusting. It made me wonder if I was the same and on hindsight, I rarely ever walked around the mall for fun and on the occassions that I did get roped into it, I really don't know what is so fun about it. I remember being bored and spending too much money.
When I came home, the door was wide open and there were garbage bags in front of the trash bin. I asked Lance and James what was going on and during the few hours that I was gone, they hired the local bum to take our cans back. For the first load, they collected $15 from him and told him that the second load, he can just take all the money from the cans. As collateral, they held onto his tent which he just purchased that day.
In addition to this, the TV was turned towards the door and the music was on really loud because "we were outside and wanted to listen to music." The TV was promptly returned to its place, I closed the open window and the door. We had two other people over and I got to take a bite of out a VERY large Sugar Daddy. I haven't had a sugar daddy since I was a kid.
Last night we also made a roasted chicken dinner. It was awesome! It tasted so good. Gravy from scratch and mashed potatoes with garlic.
The good news from the place was that I broke even playing slots.
Saturday was a gorgeous day and we ended up going downtown and walking along the waterfront with Jon. It was a nice walk. Everyone and their dog was out. It was awesome. Later when we were trying to find Mt. Tabor to walk some more, Lance suggested we got to the casino that night. I've always wanted to go so of course I said, "Yes, let's do it."
We drove back to Aloha and dropped Dixie off at the house then we drove to Grande Ronde, which is by McMinnville. It was pretty dark when we got there, it was almost 8pm. We played a few slots and got in line for the buffet which was pretty good.
Casinos have no sense of time. The parking lot is almost always full and the place is packed with people. It seemed like the later into the night we were there, the more people there were. There were a lot of Asian people, mostly Viet, but I overheard some Hmong speech here and there.
I did pretty well. On one slot game, the first spin got me 10 free spins and in the middle of that, I got another 10 free spin. I cashed out at $30, I should have played for longer but...oh well. Next time, I think I'll stick with one or two machines and insert more money. I lost some money very fast at a few machines because I didn't know what the heck I was doing and just wasn't paying attention.
All in all, it was a great night. We got blazed before and then after dinner. We grabbed a drink from the bar and we hope to go back after the night club is open. Lance is thinking of seeing if they need a DJ. It would be good money and I don't mind hanging out at the casino all night either.
We drove back home at around 1:30 and got home an hour later. It was a good night.
Sunday, we slept in and after making brunch, I got ready to go shopping. Before I left, Lance told me to think color when I browsed the racks. It's because I usually tend to go for darker tone clothes. I came back with a multi-blue tunic and brown shirt. A gray pencil skirt. Two pairs of flip-flops. A khaki pants. Black yoga pants. Two tanks tops (black and cream).
It looks like this year's prom color is going to be neon colors. Barf! Loud bright colors are not something I'm totally into. I'm into the classic styles and neutral colors because they go with everything and it never goes out of style. Black and earth tones will always be in. Another thing about the mall, I hate the mall. Aside from the crowds, it's the type of people in the crowd. All teeny boppers, girls with too much make-up and boys with their pants down too low trying to hit on each other and play coy. How disgusting. It made me wonder if I was the same and on hindsight, I rarely ever walked around the mall for fun and on the occassions that I did get roped into it, I really don't know what is so fun about it. I remember being bored and spending too much money.
When I came home, the door was wide open and there were garbage bags in front of the trash bin. I asked Lance and James what was going on and during the few hours that I was gone, they hired the local bum to take our cans back. For the first load, they collected $15 from him and told him that the second load, he can just take all the money from the cans. As collateral, they held onto his tent which he just purchased that day.
In addition to this, the TV was turned towards the door and the music was on really loud because "we were outside and wanted to listen to music." The TV was promptly returned to its place, I closed the open window and the door. We had two other people over and I got to take a bite of out a VERY large Sugar Daddy. I haven't had a sugar daddy since I was a kid.
Last night we also made a roasted chicken dinner. It was awesome! It tasted so good. Gravy from scratch and mashed potatoes with garlic.
Friday, February 6, 2009
You know...
I hate when I'm in the express bus full of middle-age women, almost every time one of those women will complain that it is too hot inside the bus. Nevermind that it is 30 degrees and COLD outside, she's hot so she wants the heat turned off. It drives me NUTS! I don't care if you have hot flashes, the rest of us are COLD!
I love my boyfriend so so much and I love to cuddle with him when we sleep...except when he starts to snore in my ear. Even with ear plugs it keeps me awake. Added to that, my dog snores and she was sleeping so good. *sigh* What to do, what to do. On top of that, he put his pillow over my head, I guess to make himself more comfortable but I promptly removed the offending pillow and tossed it across the bed. I do love my boyfriend and I think it is really cute that he'll move into my spot when I get up for work. It's cute.
Last night, I had the most horrid dream ever! We were watching a movie starring Jennifer Aniston and she bared herself except her private parts were just...OMG. I can't even begin to describe it except that it was wrinkly and huge and it looked like what I would imagine a hermaphrodite would look like....in any case...that was when he put the pillow over my head and I woke up.
I love my boyfriend so so much and I love to cuddle with him when we sleep...except when he starts to snore in my ear. Even with ear plugs it keeps me awake. Added to that, my dog snores and she was sleeping so good. *sigh* What to do, what to do. On top of that, he put his pillow over my head, I guess to make himself more comfortable but I promptly removed the offending pillow and tossed it across the bed. I do love my boyfriend and I think it is really cute that he'll move into my spot when I get up for work. It's cute.
Last night, I had the most horrid dream ever! We were watching a movie starring Jennifer Aniston and she bared herself except her private parts were just...OMG. I can't even begin to describe it except that it was wrinkly and huge and it looked like what I would imagine a hermaphrodite would look like....in any case...that was when he put the pillow over my head and I woke up.
Thursday, February 5, 2009
Sick on a Lovely Day
I called in sick yesterday and it was a gorgeous day. Despite the near perfect weather with its blue skies and warm sunshine, I couldn't enjoy it like I wanted to. When Lance turned on the news in the morning, they said it would be 70 degrees on the coast.
"We should go to the beach," I croaked.
"Babe, you're sick," Lance retorted with a smile.
"But it's going to be 70 degrees!"
Keep in mind, my face is burrowed in the pillow and I can barely make myself out. Still it would have been nice to go to the beach. On hindsight, my boyfriend was right.
Despite the wonderful weather, I was exhausted and very very cold. All I wanted to do was sleep. I got up at 11:30am when Lance came back from his walk with Dixie. They found a straggler. The pup from next door busted loose from his leash and was found scampering down the street chasing after birds. He almost got hit by a car. A few cars.
The family next door, while nice, should not be allowed to have pets. This is their second that we know of and the darn thing is stupid. There is no leash training and he'll run off with no fear to his own safety. Cute thing but stupid.
I went back to sleep after we walked the dog and Dixie again. It was a nice walk.
When I woke up again, Beck was home and James came over shortly after. We played Wii Golf. I beat them all. -1 was my overall score. I scored the birdie in the last hole. All the other courses were at par. In Wii Bowling. I beat them all in the first game. The second game, I did well.
Still, for such a lovely day being sick, I wished I had more energy to do something. All I could do was sleep but I'm tired of sleeping and drinking tea. I'm tired of my nose feeling runny and then dry. My head still hurts and I hestitate to take cold medicine because it makes me loopy and sleepy. I don't like being under the influence of ANYTHING when I'm at work.
"We should go to the beach," I croaked.
"Babe, you're sick," Lance retorted with a smile.
"But it's going to be 70 degrees!"
Keep in mind, my face is burrowed in the pillow and I can barely make myself out. Still it would have been nice to go to the beach. On hindsight, my boyfriend was right.
Despite the wonderful weather, I was exhausted and very very cold. All I wanted to do was sleep. I got up at 11:30am when Lance came back from his walk with Dixie. They found a straggler. The pup from next door busted loose from his leash and was found scampering down the street chasing after birds. He almost got hit by a car. A few cars.
The family next door, while nice, should not be allowed to have pets. This is their second that we know of and the darn thing is stupid. There is no leash training and he'll run off with no fear to his own safety. Cute thing but stupid.
I went back to sleep after we walked the dog and Dixie again. It was a nice walk.
When I woke up again, Beck was home and James came over shortly after. We played Wii Golf. I beat them all. -1 was my overall score. I scored the birdie in the last hole. All the other courses were at par. In Wii Bowling. I beat them all in the first game. The second game, I did well.
Still, for such a lovely day being sick, I wished I had more energy to do something. All I could do was sleep but I'm tired of sleeping and drinking tea. I'm tired of my nose feeling runny and then dry. My head still hurts and I hestitate to take cold medicine because it makes me loopy and sleepy. I don't like being under the influence of ANYTHING when I'm at work.
Monday, February 2, 2009
Baby Mama Drama
I predict a lot of babies coming out at the end of summer due to the two week snow-in in December. We already know of one couple who is expecting and that's great news for them. In other baby news, there is an aspiring DJ we know whose girlfriend is expecting and I can't help but cringe. The baby drama is already starting and he doesn't even know it yet.
I'm not a nosy person but I have been able to deduce that his girlfriend is pretty young. I don't think she is quite the legal drinking age yet because I have not seen her with him at any of the club nights. However, she did tell him that her internal clock was ticking for some babies while they were together the first time. For anyone, you'd think this would be an immediate flag. When she was off her birthcontrol, she told him she didn't want to get back on it. I don't know what the hell he was thinking. Pulling out is not an effective birth control method, dummy. GEEZ!!!
After he found out she was preggers, he decided to give the relationship another whirl. But looking at him, you can tell he's fed up with her but doing his damndest to be committed because he's really excited to have the child.
I understand that there comes a time in a woman's life when they really want a baby. I went through that period a time or two but never followed through. Why? I'm responsible. I am not going to bring another person into the world when I can barely take care of my own things. I am also not going to subject another person to taking care of a child if I am not able to. I have a great support system and should it happen, I think I will be fine. BUT I also enjoy a childless life right now and it would be selfish for me to bring a baby into my life when I'm not ready.
So I wonder about these people who don't seem to think further than the "I want a baby." What about child care? Healthcare? Food? A home? Work? Come on, people! As far as I know, these two people don't have healthcare insurance and there is only so much that the Oregon Health Plan will cover. Coming from working with health insurance on a daily basis, I can tell you that having the Oregon Health Plan is a pain in the butt. Even if you could get in to see a specialist, there is a long waiting period and then there are all these guidelines about diagnoses and procedures and sometimes the insurance won't cover it.
Just like driving, I think people should take a test or something before they are allowed to have a child AND it should be that both parties are willing and committed to raising the child whether they are married or not BEFORE the baby is created. There should be no option to have deadbeat dads and loser moms. The future is important and if kids are the future, we should ensure that they receive the best all around care.
I'm not a nosy person but I have been able to deduce that his girlfriend is pretty young. I don't think she is quite the legal drinking age yet because I have not seen her with him at any of the club nights. However, she did tell him that her internal clock was ticking for some babies while they were together the first time. For anyone, you'd think this would be an immediate flag. When she was off her birthcontrol, she told him she didn't want to get back on it. I don't know what the hell he was thinking. Pulling out is not an effective birth control method, dummy. GEEZ!!!
After he found out she was preggers, he decided to give the relationship another whirl. But looking at him, you can tell he's fed up with her but doing his damndest to be committed because he's really excited to have the child.
I understand that there comes a time in a woman's life when they really want a baby. I went through that period a time or two but never followed through. Why? I'm responsible. I am not going to bring another person into the world when I can barely take care of my own things. I am also not going to subject another person to taking care of a child if I am not able to. I have a great support system and should it happen, I think I will be fine. BUT I also enjoy a childless life right now and it would be selfish for me to bring a baby into my life when I'm not ready.
So I wonder about these people who don't seem to think further than the "I want a baby." What about child care? Healthcare? Food? A home? Work? Come on, people! As far as I know, these two people don't have healthcare insurance and there is only so much that the Oregon Health Plan will cover. Coming from working with health insurance on a daily basis, I can tell you that having the Oregon Health Plan is a pain in the butt. Even if you could get in to see a specialist, there is a long waiting period and then there are all these guidelines about diagnoses and procedures and sometimes the insurance won't cover it.
Just like driving, I think people should take a test or something before they are allowed to have a child AND it should be that both parties are willing and committed to raising the child whether they are married or not BEFORE the baby is created. There should be no option to have deadbeat dads and loser moms. The future is important and if kids are the future, we should ensure that they receive the best all around care.
Karaoke?
Friday after happy hour at McFaddens, I dropped Lance off at his cousin's place in Tualatin. Since the next night was going to be a fairly long one, I opted to chill out at home. I told him to call me when he was ready to go home and I would come get hime. At 2:30am, he called me. There was a fight at the bar they were at. About 20 minutes later, I met up with them down a road they were walking on. We went over to his cousin's house so they could wind down.
They were at a karaoke bar and after a few songs, they were told to leave. Aside from Lance and his cousin were two other girls. As they were leaving, a group of guys were behind Lance and his cousin and shoving them out of the door. Another group appeared in front and continued the shoving. It appeared to them that this scene had been re-enacted many times and the employees of the bar were fine with it considering they were all friends.
One of the guys, named Josh, pushed Lance down. In the process, one of his shoes came off and he badly bruised his knee. Instead of getting into a fist fight like most drunkards, Lance decided to call the cops. As he was speaking to the 911 operator, the same guy lifted one of the girls and threw her across the room. She ended up going to the hospital for a concussion and hand fracture. Her husband had not wanted her to go out that night. Perhaps she should have listened to him. Lance said that had I been there and the guy had touched me, he would have gone crazy on the guy...or at least try to considering the guy was your typical bouncer height and weight.
Josh was arrested for two assaults. The bartender and bouncer tried to say that Lance and his cousin had been trying to start fights all night. I know my boyfriend can be a loud-mouth when he drinks but he's never malicious and he's usually great fun.
What really ticks me off is the small town mentality. It was clearly there in that bar. I guess there was some kind of history between the dude who assaulted them and the girl that was thrown. I don't know what it was about but there was more to the story than what I heard from Lance or from what he cared to know.
It amazes me sometimes how some people just remain in the same clique throughout life. It's great definitely but I find that it also leads to some small-mindedness. Most of these types of people are pretty close-minded about a lot of things. It is especially true when they come up against "city people". I don't understand what the deal is or why they feel like they have to bust some balls to be cool.
I guess at my age, I'm just surprised that there are still some people who still act like their in highschool. It's immature. It's a waste of time. I'm calling the cops and shit goes down.
They were at a karaoke bar and after a few songs, they were told to leave. Aside from Lance and his cousin were two other girls. As they were leaving, a group of guys were behind Lance and his cousin and shoving them out of the door. Another group appeared in front and continued the shoving. It appeared to them that this scene had been re-enacted many times and the employees of the bar were fine with it considering they were all friends.
One of the guys, named Josh, pushed Lance down. In the process, one of his shoes came off and he badly bruised his knee. Instead of getting into a fist fight like most drunkards, Lance decided to call the cops. As he was speaking to the 911 operator, the same guy lifted one of the girls and threw her across the room. She ended up going to the hospital for a concussion and hand fracture. Her husband had not wanted her to go out that night. Perhaps she should have listened to him. Lance said that had I been there and the guy had touched me, he would have gone crazy on the guy...or at least try to considering the guy was your typical bouncer height and weight.
Josh was arrested for two assaults. The bartender and bouncer tried to say that Lance and his cousin had been trying to start fights all night. I know my boyfriend can be a loud-mouth when he drinks but he's never malicious and he's usually great fun.
What really ticks me off is the small town mentality. It was clearly there in that bar. I guess there was some kind of history between the dude who assaulted them and the girl that was thrown. I don't know what it was about but there was more to the story than what I heard from Lance or from what he cared to know.
It amazes me sometimes how some people just remain in the same clique throughout life. It's great definitely but I find that it also leads to some small-mindedness. Most of these types of people are pretty close-minded about a lot of things. It is especially true when they come up against "city people". I don't understand what the deal is or why they feel like they have to bust some balls to be cool.
I guess at my age, I'm just surprised that there are still some people who still act like their in highschool. It's immature. It's a waste of time. I'm calling the cops and shit goes down.
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