Psych - Only three more weeks!!!

Need I say more? You should definitely watch the all new episodes coming July 18! It's the date of my 2nd root canal and I'm still looking forward to the date! Yay Psych!

I really Am the Goddess of Persuasion!

It's been said that I am the goddess of persuasion and I believe I have finally laid doubts to rest this morning. I won argument on a huge issue that, quite frankly I probably should have lost, thus I finally accept my title. To celebrate my big win I went and hit things. Now I need a nap, and a cookie or a blizzard, yum... definitely a blizzard. Instead I get to do more work. WOOHOO!

Hey, if anyone wants a super cute 4 month old puppy that's as sweet as can be, I know where you can find one that needs a good home.

Hugs & Smooches

Until next time -

~Shel

About as much fun as a root canal...

Well gentle readers, I finally understand what the title phrase means. I had my very first root canal on Friday. I got to the dentist's office on Friday morning and was told I needed a root canal, like right then. So, the dentist starts giving me shots with the biggest needles I've ever seen in my freakin' life. Have I mentioned that I hate needles? Yeah, I hate them a lot. These were not your run of the mill needles, but huge needles so they can shoot the meds right into your nerve. Holy crap. That sucked. Have you ever touched a battery to your tongue and it gives you a little jolt? Well, think of that, except instead of a jolt, you could start a freakin' racecar with the battery. Yikes!

So, then he puts this dental dam around my tooth and I've got this rubber sheet going up my nose - also not pleasant. It took about an hour and a half because I apparently have extra long molars. By the time it was done I could feel my whole tongue again, and the shots were wearing off. Once I'm done, he tells me I have to come back for him to finish it in July. Another day of this? I did manage to make the dentist and assistant laugh for my manners during the root canal. Apparently not many patients still manage to say "please" and "thank you" during the procedure. At one point the assistant handed me a kleenex to wipe the drool off and I said thank you. I'm glad I could amuse them in my torture. I, on the other hand, was amused that my 50-60 year old dentist was singing along to Gwen Stefani as he was performing my root canal. I was not amused when I was leaving and was told the bill for the day was $1,100.00. Holy double crap!

After I left I went to pick up my prescription antibiotics and promptly experienced an allergic reaction to them. On Saturday I could not figure out why the hell I felt so itchy and I was starting to get a sore throat. Hello - my name is Shel and I'm dumb. So on Sunday the pharmacist told me to take Benadryl, which I had never taken before. Wow, that stuff really makes you tired. Like zombie tired. I am barely able to type I want a nap so darn much. Yesterday was a b-day party for Kris and about halfway thru I could barely keep my eyes open!

So, what did we learn this weekend? Don't get root canals. If you get itchy, sore, etc right after starting antibiotics, stop and call your Gwen Stefani singing dentist. Do not take Benadryl if you need to have any cognitive function. And - Happy Birthday Kris!!!!!

Ok, that's all I got for the moment. Enjoy your beautiful summer day because the next round of storms is on our heels.

Until next time -

~Shel

P.s. Just some friendly advice. Do not go to google and look for images of root canals. Yuck...

Public Service Announcement

I interrupt our regularly schedule ramblings for a public service announcement. Boys, please, please for the love of all that is holy, do not listen to whomever is telling you that skinny pants look good on guys. They are lying through their teeth. Maybe they want a good laugh at your expense, maybe they want to steal your girlfriend or maybe they are just mean people, but those promoting skinny jeans on guys, or girls for that matter, are lying. You look sort of ridiculous and while you may think it's cool because you saw your favorite rocker wearing them, don't do it. The rockers look ridiculous too!

What spurred this public service announcement you may ask, well, thanks for asking. Mainly because I won tickets to see the Kooks Monday night (thanks Jam!). For those who do not know (which I am assuming is anyone reading this), the Kooks are a relatively new British band. SIL likes to say they are like a throw back to a 60's band with a modern twist. This is my favorite song of theirs so far...

Anway, I was there with SIL and three of the four guys in the band were wearing skinny jeans (the drummer was wearing a suit and tie, which I thought was cute). And these guys are roughly 15 years old (not really, but they look it) and scrawny dudes. And the lead singer had the biggest feet I've ever seen, which only looked bigger because his legs looked like they were about as thick as a baseball bat! I swear! He also has a mop of curly hair that was adorable. The leads accent was so thick I could only understand every second or third word when he was talking, but again, that was pretty adorable too!

The opening act was a San Francisco band called the Morning Benders and if the Kooks looked 15, these guys looked 12. They were pretty good though. I had never heard of them, but enjoyed some of their songs. I'm posting one of their videos from You Tube (I haven't quite figured out the whole You Tube posting thing yet.) BUT all of these guys were wearing skinny jeans too!
Anwyay, the show was good, but now I have to go buy the Kooks new cd. Then on the way home, SIL & I got very, very lost, which was funny for about the first hour... I really need to remember to print out reverse directions before leaving or invest in GPS.

Last night I saw the new Indiana Jones with my nephew and a friend. It was entertaining. Funny, action-packed, and enjoyable. Parts of the plot were pretty weak, but that can be forgiven because it was otherwise fun! I'd tell you about Prince Caspian and Ironman, but really, I should do some work today!

Until next time -

~Shel

the morning benders - waiting for a war (official)