Monday, September 24, 2007

LA County Fair

I very nearly bought THIS at the fair. People, you have NO IDEA how close I was.
http://www.reposechair.com/products.html

It's a chair with a COMPLETE sound system for movies, games, music...anything. It was SO GREAT. They were showing X-Men and the bass did indeed "rattle" my bones.

I did not buy it because:
1. It was 11:00 at night and I might have just been comfortable sitting in it because my feet hurt
2. It was $250 (which I would have paid)
3. I had taken a Darvocet earlier, so I might have been high at the time

Another reason I did not buy it is it only works for one person. I mean we could all cram into the same chair, but how comf would that really be? Since *I* bought the chair, it would be ME sitting in it and you would have to listen to the movie with no rattled bones. That's just not very fun, is it?

Tuesday, September 18, 2007

ADD Moments...

This is a story from my good friend OJai. When we talk about ADD moments we describe them as "Look! A bird!" So, with that, I pass along this brilliant story....
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This is a true story.

So I'm in a meeting with all the GSU leadership team this morning (that is most of the upper management, including me). We have just reached my items on the agenda so I start in with my spiel about effective vs. ineffective use of the Girl Scouts brand and why we need to update our logo and its uses. As I am passing out copies of a page from the GS of USA style guide, I happen to glance out the window. It went something like this...

Me: "So the major concern that GSUSA has about individual council logotypes is--hey!--hey, there's a peacock in the parking lot!!"

Seriously! There was a PEACOCK! Strolling casually through our parking lot!!

A PEACOCK, people! In the parking lot of an office park on 4500 South! (Apparently it lives next door.)

Me: [amidst hilarious laughter of leadership team] "Well. Um. Sorry, but that is not something I see every day. Anyhoo...back to service mark personalization issues..."

They found it doubly hilarious when I told them that "Look! A bird!" is my standard for describing all ADD-related distractions.

Best. ADD moment. Ever.
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And on a related note, I sent her back this story.

You know...in my hometown one day, I was driving down MAIN STREET and a peacock sauntered into the street in front of me. So I stopped and waited....and waited...and waited...while it just stood there and looked at me.

Peacock: [blink blink]
cim: [blink blink] "shooo"

Sunday, September 16, 2007

ACK....AAAAAAAAAACK!

So, I was thirsty... On the table was my cream soda from the day before. No big deal, it's only a day old, a little flat maybe, but it will certainly do the trick! Mmmmm, and I love cream soda! So, I picked it up and started drinking...until...I felt something...um...solid on my tongue, something that felt like a small wad of plastic. A little worried I reached in and pulled the offending mass off my tongue...IT WAS IN MY MOUTH



So that's not the EXACT bug from inside my mouth, but it sure looked a lot like that!

Linda: Well, serves you right for leaving your drink out for days.
Susuan: EW EW EW EW!
Cim: [thunk]

Friday, September 14, 2007

You say Beagle, I say Bagel

So I (very UNsuccessfully) belong to an internet dating site. I bought a lifetime membership which turned out to be a pretty decent investment since...well...you finish that (and BE NICE!).

Some of the profiles are hilarious and I don't think it's on purpose. One guy sent me his profile and under the "Perfect Day" section he said something like, "My perfect day would be waking up with the one I love, sitting reading the newspaper and having a cream cheese beagle."

Me: [blink, blink]

So, I responded...

Subject: A little help...
...not to be rude, but I'm wondering how your BEAGLE enjoys being slathered with cream cheese in the morning? I mean, if HE'S okay with it, I suppose I'm okay with it, but isn't he a little squirmy? Is there a lot of cleaning involved in the beagle cheesing? Have you tried branching out and tried, maybe, cream cheese Labradors or Poodles?

...but really, thanks for the profile and chuckle...

(bagel)



Thursday, September 13, 2007

Woopsy-Daisy

This morning, on the way to the doctor, an accident happened right in front of me at the intersection of Buena Vista and Empire. A lady ran a red light and slammed into another car. In her defense, there was a big truck in front of her that got into the left turn lane right before the light, so I don't think she actually saw that it was red...but also? I think she wasn't paying attention. She was driving a light green Prius and she slammed right into a white Corolla and spun him around. I was hollering at her as she was driving through the red light "stoooooop, you're gonna hit that whiiiiiii......[thunk]" [shakes head]

I got on my cell and called 911, then I thought to myself
1. no one ever answers 911,
2. this isn't a CHP problem

So I hung up and dialed Burbank PD and told them what had happened and added at the end, "The green Prius ran the red light." heeeee.... poor lady.

Wednesday, September 12, 2007

Aaaaaah....

I just had a massage.

That? Feels FANTASTIC! I have to go lay down, now!

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Doppelganger!

I got the following email from a friend of mine...

On Tue Sep 11 10:18:

Okay, I was walking out of the mall on Saturday and got a huge surprise when I saw < insert MY full given name here > walking across the parking lot holding hands with a 20-ish cute guy. Several thoughts went through my head—not in any order of significance:

· "Way to go, Cim! Young and cute"
· "Hey, how come Cim didn't tell me she was coming to Idaho?"
· "When did she cut her hair?"
· "Wow, he's cute. Just tell him to hitch up his pants a little more, kay?"

Sadly, it wasn't you, but I made me think about you all day so that's a plus.
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So then I responded:
"*I* have a doppleganger in Idaho? Excellent. Did I look FABULOUS, and was I walking slowly and a bit hunched over from the hysterectomy? Was I sweating from the menopause?

Oh, hi there...

Welcome to my new blog. This is much easier than trying to hand-code everything like before. Eventually I'll go back to my old blog, but for now, let's just have a seat here and rest. I can use it. It's been a rough year.

Let's discuss, shall we? You see, it all started about 10 months ago. Yes T E N M O N T H S ago. In November of last year I started to feel bad, like I was having kidney problems. In December I was in the hospital for, you guessed it, kidney problems. I had kidney stones for the better part of 5 months missing a lot of work and being in the hospital a whole lot! It was horrible, and just about the time I felt like I was better, WHAMO...smackdown to the hospital. Good times.

When I was finally feeling better I got a letter from the emergency department of the hospital. The letter stated that on my last CT Scan they had found a "pelvic mass" and I should have it checked "right away" and that if I didn't have a gynecologist then enclosed was a referral....to....the...woman's...cancer...center. [thunk]

I came-to three days later with my cat licking my face to try to wake me up and my roomba bumping against my head*. When I gained composure enough, I made the appointment and, trembling, went to the doctor. I'm going to cut to the chase here, I had 7 fibroids which needed to come out. That left me with 2 options; go in and take them knowing that once you make a fibroid your chances to make them again is better than 50%...or to have a hysterectomy. I opted for the hysterectomy because I have enough things wrong with my innards that I might as well just remove the ones I'm not using and have little hope of using any time soon.

So, I had the surgery on 7/30/2007 and it was worse than they thought. The doctor came out to talk to my family and used words like "mess" and "cemented" which...last time I checked you didn't want those words thrown around about your innards; I'm just sayin'. About 2 weeks after the surgery I had 5 (yes you heard me right) kidney stones, two of which landed me back at the hospital. *Sheesh*

It's been about 5 weeks and I just got back to work yesterday. I'd been working part time from home for 2 weeks prior, so that was a nice diversion. So, on to normal life, I say!

*Um, I don't own a roomba, nor was I on the floor for 3 days.