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Monday, June 29, 2009

Menfolk, Stop Reading Now

We’ll be talking about breasts. And you wouldn’t be interested in that.

Squeezing breasts, to be more precise. I had my first mammogram today. And the part I dreaded most was the handling of my breast by a strange woman. And guess what? That was the worst part.

For those that have never had one, here’s the rundown:

  1. Check in for procedure. I did not agree to pay $25 to have the Computer Assisted Diagnosis as I’d like to have a doctor look at the results, not a computer. And, I’m cheap.
  2. See that every table in the waiting room has a piece of paper taped to it that says “please leave magazines here”. I do not see one magazine in the entire place. Ever.
  3. Get taken back to a corridor that says “women only” on the door. Interesting.
  4. Sit in another waiting room.
  5. See a woman in a full length pink gown in the waiting room. Uh oh, I haven’t shaved my legs.
  6. Have my name called and am told to change into a gown. The “gown” is more like a jacket and would be snug on Calista Flockhart. I’m serious. I don’t know many people that this jacket would fit. I go back into the corridor and ask if they have any in a larger size. They look at me like I am an alien and then say no. I ask if I can just wear my shirt into the room.
  7. Get into the room and the lady is just doing paperwork, etc. Then basically tells me to take off my top. Yay. I get to undress in front of her and stand there naked from the waist up. I’m so happy.
  8. She tells me that she has to put stickers on my nipples. What? No one has mentioned this to me. I have since learned that this is old technology, and digital mammography doesn’t require this. Now I’m wondering about that $25.
  9. I ask the girl her name. I feel like I should know this much, since she’s essentially getting to second base with me.
  10. Lots of breast manipulation at this point. Not enjoyable. Not the worst thing I’ve been through though.
  11. I get to get dressed in front of her. Another pleasant experience.
  12. She has me sit in the waiting room so she can make sure the films are clear. I’m thinking they’re going to have to bribe me to disrobe again, if they’re not.
  13. Encounter a 65 year old woman in the waiting room, the one in the full length pink gown. She’s there for a bone scan. She’s only ever had one mammogram and will never have another. Was too painful. She was glad her cousin/best friend got one every year, but she never would. She felt that it was so painful that it would cause a problem, rather than diagnose one.
  14. Get the all clear from my technician, which saves me from an exasperated conversation with the 65 year old.

Final thoughts? If you’re due for one, schedule it, get it done. The boob squeezing isn’t pleasant, but it’s not worth avoiding.

And here’s the 5k update: I have blisters! My soles were killing me, so I got some insoles today. They didn’t help much, and I think that the shoes are too big, so I got a blister. Back to the Running Store tomorrow. Anyone have any sock recommendations?

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

What Should I do with all these Blueberries?

My sister was here this past weekend. We went to Costco. That meant we got the Costco size of the following:

  1. Cherries (finished them yesterday)
  2. Strawberries (finished them today)
  3. Blackberries (just a handful left)
  4. Plums (just two left, will eat those tonight)
  5. Blueberries (a LOT left, how can I eat all of these?)

So… I made blueberry muffins tonight.

Delicious.

And the best part is that they freeze well. I’ll put them on a cookie sheet, freeze them overnight, and in the morning, I’ll put them in a freezer bag. That’s called flash freezing. If I were to just put them in a freezer bag and freeze them that way, they might get stuck together, which makes it difficult for thawing just one.

Monday, June 15, 2009

The Long Awaited Invitation Post

Every year my sister hosts a big summer barbecue. I make the invitations. Above is this year’s invitation. I absolutely love how it looks and feels. It was a lot of work, but very much worth the effort.

(You can click on any of these pictures to make them bigger.)

Here’s a picture of the inside:

How cute is that Riley? That’s BBQ Riley, from Hanna Stamps, and I just think he’s the cutest little moose ever. I have lots of Rileys and just love them. Besides how cute they are, the quality of the rubber is amazing. As you can see, I stamped him directly onto my cardstock, so it was very important to me that I get perfect images, each and every time. I made 42 invitations. And I only had to stamp him 42 times! Do you know how miraculous that is? For most other stamp companies I have to stamp multiple images just to get the perfect image. Not for Riley though. Yay!

Here’s a close up of Riley himself:

He’s colored with Copic markers, and a Sakura silver pen. I used Adirondack ink to stamp him. Kraft cardstock, Cosmo Cricket Mr. Campy patterned paper, my printer for the text and the Stampin’ Up! Top Note Die. For the front I used the Hero Arts Designer Woodgrain stamp, and embossed it with clear embossing powder. I just love the feel of that, makes me happy! The utensils were punched with a small punch, and then I used the Stampin’ Up! curly label punch to finish the design.

And… last but not least, I’m submitting this card as my application to Hanna Stamps to be part of their design team! How exciting is that? Wish me luck!

Please let me know what you think, and email me if you have any questions.

Friday, June 12, 2009

Are you a Taster or a Gambler?

I just got home from our local “farmer’s market” where I’ve lately been buying my produce for the week. I get a bag of cherries, then proceed to the bulk aisle. While I’m scooping some sushi style rice into my bag, I notice a woman carrying a bag of cherries back to the cherry section. And she takes a pit out of her mouth. Huh.

She puts the bag of cherries back onto the display, then takes another bag and places it into her cart. I think to myself “Oh, she must have tasted one, it met with her approval, and now she’s getting a different bag to buy because she wouldn’t want to buy the one that was opened.”

A few moments later she comes back to the cherry display, and puts her bag BACK on the display. Walks away empty handed. What does that mean?

When I first saw her I almost, jokingly, asked her how the cherries were, since I had just put a bag in my cart. And now, I was concerned that the cherries were so unpalatable that she couldn’t even fathom buying a bag, even though she’d tested at least two different bags.

What do you do? Do you sneak a taste in the store, or take the risk?

I’m a gambler. I buy the produce. If it’s bad, I either throw it out, in the case of a plum or peach; a single item product. If it’s a multiple item product, like strawberries, or let’s say, cherries, and they’re bad, I return them to the store.

That’s another reason to love Whole Foods. They usually have lots of samples out, and they are more than happy to provide a sample to you if you ask.

And, in case you’re wondering, my strawberry container this week has about one more strawberry than last week.

Edited to add: I have to return my cherries. They’re all soft and not edible. Irony isn’t a strong enough word.

Thursday, June 11, 2009

Fredrik The Great

Last week I made invitations for my sister’s annual barbecue (invitation post to come later). Which I do every year. It’s always fun to make them, but since I’m a bit OCD, the perfectionist in me goes a little cuckoo.

Then I found Fredrik. Would you like to meet him?

fredrik

Fredrik comes from IKEA and is only $7.99. It’s a plastic drafting desk. I used him (and yes, I DO personify my crafting tools) when I was coloring the stamped image. It was wonderful. Mostly because I didn’t get nearly as sore between my shoulders as I normally do while coloring. Was a great angle to use, no more hunching over my desk.

Might just be my favorite crafting tool.

He’s not available for purchase online, but, if you’d really like one, and don’t have an IKEA nearby, I’m willing to go get him and ship him to you. Yes, he’s THAT wonderful. I’d have to find a box for him, but if someone’s interested, I’ll figure that all out and report back here.

Monday, June 8, 2009

Why did I need a Referral?

We have a lovely HMO health insurance plan. We’re pretty healthy, so it’s fine. We pay a co-pay for the doctor and we get cheaper prescriptions. As long as it’s a prescription for a drug invented before 1970.

Anyway, I’m having a leg issue. My right leg sometimes goes numb on me, and I’ve lost some mobility in my right foot. The doctor suggests some things for me to take/do to make sure it’s muscular, not neurological. I do them, and it’s muscular. Yeah! That means I get to go to physical therapy, rather than a neurologist. Perfect.

I wait a few days for the required referral to the physical therapy (“PT”) place. I finally get it and I’m allowed 24 visits. The day after the nurse calls me with the information, the PT place actually leaves me a message, to book an appointment. I thought they were on the ball (no pun intended) and was excited.

I called them today to find out the fees. I’m thinking it’s a co-pay situation. After giving her every single piece of identifying data about myself and my insurance she quickly says “Does tomorrow work for you"?” I say that I’d like to know how much this is going to cost me first, ha ha. She says she’ll have to get back to me.

She left me the following voice mail:

“Hi, it’s so and so from PT, I called your insurance company, and here are your benefits: You pay for PT until your deductible has been met. You have a $2,000 deductible of which you’ve met $49.47. After your deductible is met, your insurance pays 10%. Or… we can offer you our cash payment plan. That would be $100 for the first visit, and $80 each subsequent visit. Call me tomorrow to schedule your appointment.”

Really? You can “offer” me your cash plan? Do I sound like someone who can’t use a calculator? Because if I add up your offer, I’d be spending $1,940 (for suggested 24 visits). Why wouldn’t I just do that through insurance so at least I can meet my deductible? Oh, wait. As I type this I realize that those are “special cash” rates, so I’d probably meet my deductible sooner if I went with the insurance rates vs. the cash rates.

I needed to wait for a referral for this? Is that so that my health insurance company gets a kickback in case I happen to be stupid enough to pay for this?

So… if any of you out there are physical therapists, please drop me a line. I’d love to get some tips for fixing my legs with exercise. In the meantime, I’m walking on the treadmill, hoping regular exercise and hopefully some weight loss, will help my leg get back to normal.

Oh, and as an aside, our insurer is raising rates for our next year. By 34%.

Thursday, June 4, 2009

Almost a Quart of Strawberries

I bought this “quart” of strawberries yesterday.

It’s been a while since I’ve purchased a quart of strawberries. We’ve been getting the “bushel” from Costco. Since Robert’s away, I got a few less strawberries this time.

I think I got shorted though. This quart is far from full. And it doesn’t have a “sold by weight, not by volume” disclaimer on the container (which is a good thing, since a quart of fruit IS a volume metric). When did we start getting shorted on our fruits and vegetables?

My father would be enraged by this.

Update: They were delicious.

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

Neat Application

How do you save webpages that you want to read, but can’t read right now? Not a website that you bookmark, but a particular article or idea. Well I email them to myself. Then I have an unmanageable number of “unread” emails in my inbox, which drives me crazy. This is the “system” I’ve used for years.

Well, I ran across a super cool website today that allows you to save web pages for reading later. It’s called Instapaper and it’s so easy to use. You sign up, which means a user name or email. That’s it! Tada, you’re registered. Then drag an icon to your bookmarks bar on your web browser.

When you come across an article that you want to read, but can’t read right now, you click on the icon in your toolbar and it saves it to your Instapaper account for you. No more emailing myself. No more saving an article to a bookmark and never remembering to go back to read it at a later date.

This site rocks! I’m so excited.

This also works with an iPhone or iPod touch and the Kindle. You’ll pay a download charge for the Kindle. And you can even add an RSS feed of your unread articles to your reader.

Monday, June 1, 2009

Couch to 5k, ha ha ha ha ha

Last week I decided I would start the Couch to 5k program while Robert was away at the World Series of Poker.

It ends up I need a program just to get me to the first week of this Couch to 5k program. I’m serious! I can’t run 60 seconds every 90 seconds. Shoot, I can barely run for 60 seconds. I have been walking for at least 40 minutes on the treadmill, every other day. The only reason I’m taking the day off is because the “program” says to, and because my shins are killing me.

I got some new sneakers yesterday, so hopefully my shins will hurt less. When I was walking/running today they seemed to hurt less, but who knows. I’ll have to give it a few days to see if the pain completely goes away.

This program is supposed to get you running a 5k in six weeks. I’m hoping to get to the first week of this program in six weeks. Not joking!

Wish me luck!

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