What I Learned This Week

Y’all.

It has been such a crazy week.

Remember how every several months I come here and tell you all about some type of medical crazy? Well, I am pleased to report that it is that time again. Yes, you heard that right.

More. Medical. Drama. (I know you are so excited!)

I have learned so much this week.

First of all (and most importantly!) I learned that I’ve really missed this

face on Dancing With The Stars.

Welcome back, Maks, and YAY for an Olympic gold medal partner!

SCORE!

First thing I learned was that NeNe Leakes was on my nerve before she ever stepped foot on the dance floor. (And since we’re sharing what we learned this week, I learned that NeNe Leake’s real name is Linnethia Monique Leakes.)

Here’s all the other (non-dancing, medical-related) things I learned this week.

1. Shingles only occur on one side of the body and do not cross the mid line.

2. Shingles is also called herpes zoster

3. Shingles can present in several different ways. It can begin with itching, tingling, or pain in a certain area, followed by a band, strip, or small area of rash may occur a few days later. The rash then turns into clusters of blisters. The blisters fill with, well, nastiness. And then you’re looking at several more weeks of recovery.

4. When one of your ears looks like the one on left, you have a problem.

A serious problem.

5. The swollen, redness like that on the left ear might be shingles. Or it might be soft tissue infection. Staph infection. MRSA. Or any number of difficult-to-diagnose conditions.

6. A left ear like that one up there HURTS like heck.

7. There’s a reason you’re called a patient at a Doctor’s office.

8. I am not good at being a patient.

9. According to an emergency room nurse I met today, 11:00 AM to noon on a Monday is the worst time to come to the emergency room.

10. It is possible to get in AND out of the Emergency Room in less than four hours.

That’s what I learned this week.

Now, what did YOU learn?

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Letters To Crazy People (Olympic Edition)

Dear Nathalie Pechalat and Fabian Bourzat,

When you use opening moves directly from the film “Dirty Dancing” in your figure skating routine to “Time of My Life,” – YOU. WIN. Period.

Thanks for putting a smile on my face,

A Dirty Dancing Fan from WAY BACK

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Dear Bob Costas,

I am so happy that your eye is all healed up. Although Matt Lauer did a fine job filling in for you, somehow the Olympics are just not the same without you.

Eye I appreciate you,

A Loyal Olympic Viewer

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Dear Apolo Ohno,

Speed Skating isn’t nearly as fun to watch without you in it. OHNO, it’s not! Enjoyed your commentary though!

Oh YES, I’m talking about you again,

Julie

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Dear NBC,

Y’all.

These stories you all run night after night always bring tears to my eyes. The Russian adopted gal, the Canadian skier and his disabled brother with cerebral palsy, the young female snowboarder who was instrumental in bringing the half-pipe to Olympics, Steven Holcomb’s cornea problems, and OH MY WORD, I could just prattle ON AND ON AND ON with these stories. Anyway, I just wanted to say thank you for bringing us these special moments.

Writing this through tear-filled eyes,

One Highly Emotional Gal

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Dear Johnny Weir,

MY MY MY. Why not just add a “D” to the end of your name and call it a day?

Your wardrobe choices were over the top and the weave, well, the weave was funky.

I guess I just don’t get it.

Shaking My Head,

A Fashion Consultant Wannabe

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Dear Slovenia,

Your lime green and turquoise color scheme is simply beautiful. I would love to have a jacket and matching toboggan like those worn by Slovenia ski fans, only without the whole Slovenia name on them.

Can somebody hook a girl up?

Crossing My Fingers,

A bright, cheerful girl from USA.

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Dear International Figure Skating Committee,

There HAS TO BE a simpler way to score figure skating so that we ice skating fans could better understand it.

Math has never been my strong suit, but I think that even I could come up with something a little less complicated.

Can one of you get on that before PyeongChang, please?

Thanks so much,

An Olympic Figure Skating Fan

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And with that, the 2014 Olympic Winter Games are finished.

Have a great week, y’all!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Thursday Thirteen – The Olympics

I have been in an Olympic frenzy this whole week. My DVR hasn’t had much rest and I have spent almost every waking moment (at home) parked in front of the television cheering for Team USA. For that reason, it seems only natural that I would share my observations with you (while watching half-pipe and figure skating).

1. Shaun White – Y’all. First of all, he looks so grown up with that short hair. And secondly, OHMYWORD, how disappointing for him to not even make the podium in this, his third Olympics, but bless his heart for being so gracious to the gold-medal Swiss snow-boarder. And lastly, I can’t help but wonder if things might have gone differently if the pipe conditions had been better.

2. Can you imagine living life looking like Kirsten Moore-Towers from Canada. She is so cute, I would like to carry her around in my pocket.

Oh, and as an added bonus, she is so graceful on the ice.

2. I absolutely love the bright pink cat-suit worn by Russian figure skater, Tatiana Volosozhar. As it turns out, she and partner Maxim Trankov skated to Pink Panther.

3. I miss American short track speed skating eight-time medalist Apolo Ohno. Watching short track speed skating just isn’t the same without him. I have enjoyed his Olympic coverage commentary, though.

4. Pee-wee Herman showed up in Sochi and he brought an inflated red latex glove lapel decoration with him.

The day before, he dawned a bright pink jacket that matched Bob Costas’ eye. (Stevie asked if he was wearing the “pink coat” for Breast Cancer awareness day.)

5. I have never in my life, with the exception of the Olympics heard anyone refer to the sport of curling, ever. And to be honest, I didn’t really understand the point of the “sport” until I consulted Wikipedia. It referred to curling as chess on ice. Oh, and also SNOOZE.

6. I am completely in awe of those who compete in free style skiing. To fly through the air backwards and also ski downhill backwards, oh yes ma’am, super impressive.

7. Is it just me, or did Bob Costas’ one infected eye turn into two infected eyes right before our very eyes? Sweet mercy, are there no antibiotics in Sochi, Russia? I keep trying to figure out how he keeps from poking his eyeballs out on live television because THE BURN!

8. Either Matt Lauer has aged quite a bit in the last few months, or he made a decision to quit coloring his hair. Either way, I’d much rather look at Matt’s gray hair, than Bob’s runny pink eyes.

9. Earlier in the week, Russian cross-country skier (and medal favorite) Anton Gafarov crashed on a downhill corner as he made his way down the course. After the crash, he attempted to make it to the finish line – with a broken ski. (He reminded me of an injured dog dragging his back leg.) When Canadian cross-country ski coach Justin Wadsworth spotted Gafarov trying to make his way to the finish line, Wadsworth grabbed a spare ski, approached Gafarov, kneeled down and replaced the broken ski without uttering one word. In true Olympic spirit, Gafarov finished the race three minutes behind the other finishers. But, he finished.

10. Tears ran down my face while watching the story of Olympic moguls gold medalist Alex Bilodeau with his brother Frederic who suffers from cerebral palsy. When interviewed, Alex said that Frederic is his inspiration and helps keep him grounded. Oh my sweet mercy, just look at these two.

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11. And what about US long track speed skater, Sugar Todd? I smile every time I hear her name. God bless her momma’s heart.

12. Are the khaki pants and khaki ski jackets the best we can do for our US Ski team? And while we’re on the subject of Olympic attire, I would like to say that I wasn’t too hip on the “ugly Christmas sweaters” worn by the US Olympic team during opening ceremonies, either. I guess Ralph Lauren forgot to consult with me before approving that nonsense.

13. Just for fun, I checked the prices of several Olympic venue tickets. A “cheap” ticket to the men’s free skate competition (which includes the medal ceremony) costs 3000 Russian Rubbles which is $86.15 in American dollars. A ticket to the Closing Ceremony, on the other hand would set you back $129.22. And if you’re planning to travel to Sochi to just hang out in Olympic Park? Well, that will cost you $11. per day.

You’re welcome.

Go TEAM USA!

Commentating From The Couch

I am sitting on my big, blue, bloggy couch watching the first events of the 22nd Olympic Games. I cannot convey to you how excited I am, and we are only two hours into the spectacle. Each Olympic year, for the better part of two weeks, I soak up every single moment I can, cheering loudly and proudly for Team USA as they compete for the gold.

Yes, I am a nerd.

I have been looking forward to the 2014 Winter Olympics since the last-minute of the closing ceremonies of the 2012 Summer Olympics in London. I am an Olympic junkie, and have watched them for as long as I can remember.

My favorite winter Olympic event is figure skating. Whenever we watch I’m watching figure skating coverage, McDaddy asks, “Is that what they call a triple klutz?” after every jump. And each time he asks that question it makes me think about all of the times I skated around the kitchen floor in my socks years ago pretending to be Katarina Witt. I won’t mention the number of times I busted my tail trying to do a double toe-loop in sock feet.

But yeah, klutz.

I spent some time this afternoon clearing the daily docket on my TiVo to make room for the hours of Olympic coverage the boys will miss because they have to sleep at night. I am recording most of the events, but decided to skip hockey, cross-country skiing and biathlon, because SNOOZE. The Luge, Skeleton (I just love that word!) and Speed Skating are also favorites of mine, though speed skating won’t be nearly as exciting, now that Apolo Ohno made the decision to hang up his skates. Instead, he’ll be starring in Subway commercials and sitting at the speed skating commentator table.

I have two words in response to that.

DANG. IT.

The boys have mentioned several times over the last few weeks that they want to take snowboarding lessons the next time we go skiing. To add to their excitement, my dad bought – what he identified as – a snowboard at a yard sale. With a $29.99 price tag from Dick’s on the thing, I have my doubts, but the boys don’t seem to mind. They have declared they intend to try it out at the first sign of snow .

Heaven, help me.

Who knows? Maybe my two sweet fellas will get their Olympic snowboarding start on the hill beside of our house on a yard-sale snow board.

Watch out, Shaun White!

If snowboarding doesn’t pan out, I suppose they can always fall back on their second favorite sport.

Skiing.

Y’all, there are few things I’d love more than cheering on my baby boys at the 2022 winter Olympic games.

They could be just like those three Dufour-Lapointe sisters from Canada.

A momma can dream, can’t she?

For now, I’ll have to be content commentating from the couch, and whooping it up for Team USA. Oh, and don’t forget clapping and crying each and every time I hear our National Anthem, because that’s what I do.

Do America proud, Team USA!

I Come From A Long Line Of Loud

I have to be honest, after the big life-altering announcement of FINALLY GETTING A SKY, and a 20-year tribute to McDaddy, what else is there to possibly blog about that is even remotely interesting?

I mean really, how do you keep that kind of momentum going?

All I know is that I feel like a kid with a new video game. The kind of video game that makes you ask your mom 4,218 times a day to play. It is, anything and everything I thought it would be.

Multiplied by 218.

And that’s only after driving it a total of three days.

It’s still so hard to believe that I own a SKY.

And obviously, by “I” own a sky, I totally mean “we” own a sky because McDaddy is the only working adult in the house and without him the SKY would not be possible. I just had to throw that out there.

On the off chance that you missed the post introducing the SKY, here it is,

I smile just thinking about it.

And I guess I’m to the point in the post that I should promise not to prattle on and on about the car. Let’s move on, shall we?

Here are some other things that are on my mind today. In no particular order.

1. For the past few weeks, I have found myself watching (and actually enjoying) major league baseball with the boys. It’s one of those things I would have never thought about before having children, especially when you consider the quality television programming that’s on these days.

2. And speaking of quality television programming, is it time for Big Brother, yet?

3. If there was a “loudest kid” contest, I have no doubt that my oldest could win it. What can I say, I come from a long line of loud.

4. Do you play Words With Friends? If so, look me up – I’m JulieWV. I’ve noticed a significant decline in the amount of players that play regularly and could use a few more dedicated opponents.

5. Why does a hot-tub have so much appeal to young children who have been told to stay out of it?

6. McDaddy and I have talked about getting rid of our home phone. I know deep down we wouldn’t miss much by not having it, but the thought of my iPhone battery being dead or not having service scares me. Any of you all without “land lines” have similar problems?

7. A hotel pool is a really dumb place for three children to have a swimming lesson with two instructors, especially when there are five other kids in the pool trying to play and have fun.

8. I LOVE SUMMER – especially the late nights and late mornings.

9. The Olympics will begin on July 27th. I am so excited to watch Michael Phelps Team USA! Man, it would be so much fun to go to London next month.

It just dawned on me that three of the nine items on this list relate to television in some way. Could this post be any more lame?

Like I said, hard to keep up the momentum…

Dancing Around The Subject

Fall is lurking just around the corner, and that means it’s the start of a new season for all 73 of my favorite TV shows.

Oh little TiVo I do hope you enjoyed your summer break because here in about a week, IT. IS. ON.

Here’s a sampling of what I’ll tune in to watch this season: American Idol, Grey’s Anatomy, Desperate Housewives, The Young And The Restless, The View, Mike and Molly, Two and a Half Men, Criminal Minds, The Talk, and Dancing With The Stars.

For those of you who happen to be content watching reruns of Law & Order, party on! Around here, though? The fall line up is a BIG DEAL, especially after the lame summer line-up I’ve had to endure. I take my daily docket very seriously and I have said many times that the TiVo is the second greatest invention of my time (second only to my beloved iPhone). Me and my TiVo are tight. We spend lots of time together, and I’m thankful for her. (Yes, she is a her because we have enough boys around here already! Plus, she is crazy organized, so there!)

I was delighted when the new cast of Dancing With The Stars was revealed just a few days ago. I was excited to find out that Derek Hough would return this season. Last season just wasn’t the same without him. So yeah! Welcome back, Derek!

The new celebrity (and I use that word loosely) line-up includes David Arquette, Chaz Bono (celebrity? really?), Nancy Grace, NBA player Ron Artest, model Elisabetta Canalis, reality-TV stars Kristin Cavallari and Rob Kardashian, Ricki Lake, actor J.R. Martinez, Chynna Phillips, Hope Solo, and fashion commentator Carson Kressley (I’d rather poke my eyes out with a fork than listen to Kressley ramble on).

Though I have never heard of her before now, my money (if I had any) would be on Hope Solo, which should come as no big surprise because she is paired up with my boyfriend, Maksim Chmerkovskiy.

Can you say hot?

And hard to spell?

And on top of that, Maks’ brother Val will also be joining the cast this season.

DOUBLE YOUR PLEASURE, DOUBLE YOUR FUN. LOOK OUT MCDADDY, YOU BETTER RUN!

Now, for those of you who couldn’t care less about dancing, olympic champions or hotties (GASP!) who really know how to cut-the-proverbial-rug let me just say this….

You are just plain missing out.

Seriously.

I have absolutely no grace whatsoever.

But, if they happened to host a Dancing With The Stay-At-Home-Moms Edition, I’d be all over it.

Especially if they paired me with my boy, Maks.

I would do my very best to make the stay-at-home moms of the world proud. I’d shake, rattle, roll and shimmy my way to the finals where I would work my tail off to dance with Maks as long as possible.

Or break my foot in the first 4.9 seconds.

Either way, I’d be a hit, don’t ya think?

Until my big break comes though, I’ll watch faithfully from my big, blue bloggy couch and daydream about the chance to take the dancing world by storm.

Maks, if by some weird twist of fate you’ve happened across my little blog, how ’bout you talk to the producers and see what you can do about changing the format for Season 14? And if by some miracle you can make that happen, I have three words for you.

I. AM. YOURGIRL.

Hope, if by chance you’ve stumbled across my blog, I am making a pre-season prediction that you and Maks will be the Season 13 Champions. You’ve got the sexiest, most talented DWTS partner and for that reason, you are sure to be a crowd favorite.

You get my votes.

All of em.

Without even campaigning.

Make me proud, girl!

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My TiVo works for me.

50 Random Things That Make Me Happy

1. A good song on the radio (Lose My Soul, Manifesto, I Was Made To Love You)
2. American Idol
3. McDaddy’s picture on my iPhone when he calls.
4. Written notes in the mail.
5. Cranberry Chutney candle from Yankee
6. Words With Friends
7. Home
8. Pedicure
9. Our church
10. Dirty Dancing (The movie, obviously)
11. Good hair days
12. My beloved iPhone
13. Comfortable shoes
14. Spring
15. Pink
16. Heated van seats
17. Fancy bathrooms
18. Empty laundry baskets
19. A new purse
20. Relaxing massage
21. Entertaining
22. My new rocking chair
23. A talented pianist
24. Flip flops
25. 2:20 PM
26. Spell Check
27. The Saturn Sky
28. Neat handwriting
29. Gerber Daisies
30. My people together
31. Creamy blue cheese dressing
32. Unexepected visitors
33. Facebook
34. Parades
35. Organization
36. Lists and marking things off of lists
37. Kelloggs Chocolate poptarts
38. Sunset
39. Olympics
40. My pink laptop
41. Decorated Christmas trees
42. A fresh calendar
43. Arbonne Moisturizer
44. Being out with the girls
45. My new blog design
46. Diamonds
47. Shopping at new malls
48. The Roomba
49. Alex’s love for shoes
50. Holding hands with my fellas

What makes YOU happy?

It’s Hot And I’m Bothered!

I enjoyed my first full week of summer with my fellas very much!

I usually give summer a hard time.

There’s the heat.

The humidity.

The stupid flying, stinging, insects.

Not to mention the humidity.

But one thing I love about summer is the extra sleep it affords.

I drop-kicked the alarm clock out in the front yard about nineteen minutes after I picked Stevie up on his last day of school and it hasn’t been seen or heard from since then.

We’ve had a couple of playdates because hello? Remember the whole From Inmates To Playdates thing? We love playdates around here. Especially indoor, air conditioned playdates.

The boys are taking (indoor!) swimming lessons and when I signed them up, I was careful to choose a class that wouldn’t conflict with anything else in our schedule.

Basically that means I didn’t want to get my lazy butt out of bed before 9:00 am, so I picked the 11:15 am class.

Priorities, people.

I was a bit apprehensive about the swimming lessons because while my boys love to frolic in the pool, they are not big fans of “going under” or getting water in their eyes. Swimming lessons could have been a big freakin’ mistake. McDaddy shared a story with them the night before lessons about a little boy named Daddy who had a mommy named grandma, who had swimming lessons, but was too scared to actually learn to swim. Then, I added my four cents about bravery, and the cost of the lessons, a threat that might or might not have included the loss of certain electronic devices for not trying their hardest, as well as a bribe for an “Iron Man Mask” IF they are able to actually swim at the end of their lessons.

Upon arriving at the University of Charleston for swim lessons, we pause before getting out of the van. We hold hands, sing “Kum Ba Yah” and then we pray that God will help them to be brave and safe in the water.

While I am not sure they will actually learn to swim, I am pleased to report that they are giving it their all and actually trying to learn. I can’t help but think of my boyfriend, Michael Phelps, and how his mama must have felt as she sat on the sidelines and watched him take his first lessons in the pool. Do you think she had any idea at the time that he’d be breaking records and taking names in the 2008 Summer Olympics? I’m not clinging to the hope that my boys will be Olympic Swimmers some day, but by golly, if they do, I will say the $108.00 (after coupon) was totally worth it. They have seven more lessons, so we’ll see what happens.

McDaddy is working out of town for part of the week, so I’ve planned and schemed to find me and the boys some fun things to do to insure that I won’t be sitting in a fetal position in the corner rocking back and forth answering for the eleventh time why it is that they can’t play the Wii or watch Tom and Jerry the whole entire day. They do enjoy playing outside but seriously, in the heat of the day in the hills of West Virginia, it’s approximately 97 degrees with about 285% humidity, so playing outside is kept to a minimum until the sun goes down.

The other thing I’ll be busying myself with this week is packing.

It seems like all I’ve done the past month is packing, washing clothes to pack, or unpacking. I’m not necessarily complaining, because I don’t complain. I’m just merely making  a statement.

I just got the laundry caught up after our gloriously fun, but hot quick weekend in Florida for the wedding, and now, I”m at it again.

This time, I’m packing for a camping trip. The McFamily will accompany 10 other families from our church and we’ll spend four days eating, fellowshipping, laughing, fishing, boating, eating, and eating. It is a logistical nightmare for the ones who organize the camping spots and the food which is planned several weeks ahead of time. We eat breakfasts and dinners together and spend the other hours of the day deciding who will go on the boat, who will fish and who will stay back with the nonboating, nonfishing kids. I am so thankful for our church family. I’m looking forward to a short (hopefully not too hot!) sweet camping trip.

Oh, and I guess since this is Monday, I should let you know that it certainly wasn’t me came home from church last night and fixed pancakes for my hungry little fellas because anyone with half a brain knows that eating pancakes slathered in butter and syrup at 9:30 pm is never a good idea.

And it also wasn’t me who squealed like a little girl when this thing hopped across my foot on our front porch late one evening last week.

It also wasn’t me who walked three miles out of the way to get into my house and get my camera.

And before you ask, it was not me who crouched down like she was a professional photographer for National Geographic just to snap a picture of the nasty little sucker for the blog. Nope. Not me. Not scared. At all.

And since I’m confessing all the things that I didn’t do, it is not me who visits Google weekly to find out proper spellings of words like Kum Ba Yah, and crouched for the blog.

Not me. No way.

Have yourselves a lovely Monday. I plan to enjoy mine fully, in between the swimming lessons, the humidity, the laundry and whathaveyou.

This post is linked to Not Me! Monday over at MckMama‘s place.

Feeding Me A Line!

I am nosy by nature.

So, that might explain why it is that I love to know stuff. No matter how silly the stuff, I want to know it. As you might imagine, I was tickled to find out I could place a widget within my side-bar that would track who visits my blog and how they found my blog.

Y’all.

Some of the things people google are off the hook.

See for yourself….

  • Dubai arrived from Google.ae on “Top Then Things I Learned at Santa’s Worshop” by searching for three things I learnt from a school workshop.

Welcome, Dubai! If I’ve “learnt” anything at all, it would be to spell correctly in my google searches or else my spelling mistake might show up on a blog in West Virginia. Just sayin’.

  • Washington, Pennsylvania arrived from google.com on Thursday Thirteen – 13 things that “D”elight Me by searching for donut connection; chocolate iced rings.

What’s up, Washington? Not real sure why you’d be googling the donut connection or their chocolate iced rings, but I can already tell we are kindred spirits. While I love the donut connection like nobody’s business, I can assure you that I haven’t darkened their door for months. It makes no sense for me to go there because there’s this weight that I need to lose. When I go to the Donut Connection, the weight just follows me around and I can’t lose it. So, Washington P-A, enjoy one for me, would ya? Thanks!

  • Mountian Home, Arkansas arrived from google.com on “Unleashing My Inner Latin Freak” by searching for how do you say freak in latin?

Would y’all give Mountain Home, Arkansas a big WV welcome. Um, I should start by saying that I took German in high school. I didn’t see a reason to take Latin. Or French. Or Spanish. You know, because Spanish wouldn’t be the least bit helpful to me in my adult life. Nosiree. It was German for me. Because that’s how I roll. So sorry to break the news to you, but I have no idea how to say freak in Latin. Or German for that matter. But I am so happy that you stopped by and do hope you’ll pop in from time to time.

  • Oakley, California arrived from google.com on “Making Things Happen” by searching for make things happen or say what just happened.

Oakley, California, I’m so glad you’re here! I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. There are three types of people in the world. Those who make things happen, those that watch things happen, and those who stand by and say, “What Just Happened?” I tend to think I am a one of those people who make things happen. And Oakley, I sure hope you are too. Nobody likes a slacker. So keep your head up and keep making things happen.

  • San Diego, California arrived from google.com on “Oh Yes, It’s Almost Time!” by searching for “Apolo Anton Ohno stupid headband.”

Hello, San Diego! Welcome to my humble abode! If you’ve spent anytime here at From Inmates To Playdates, you would know that Apolo Anton Ohno is my boyfriend. And when you’re a hottie, like my boyfriend, you can wear a stupid headband and look good while wearing it. So there.

  • Bangor, Pennsylvania arrived from search.yahoo.com on “my funeral” by searching for gynecologist, coopersburg, pa.

Howdy, Bangor, P-A! If you’re looking for anything to do with a gynecologist, or a funeral, you just might find it here. Because for one, I have serious opinions about my funeral, and for two, I have written about my visits to the gynecologist on more than one occasion. What can I say? That’s just how we roll around here. Thanks for stopping in and I do hope you found the answers to your questions here at From Inmates To Playdates.

  • Allendale, Michigan arrived from google.com on “A Little Bit Of Gross!” by searching for removing milia from the lips.

Oh Snap, Allendale! I’m not so sure I’d attempt to remove milia from my lip. The little tool to remove the milia doesn’t look at all pleasant and so I’m not sure I’d attempt that if I were you. I had (a ?) milia on my face and I have to admit that I did briefly consider removing milia myself, however, I thought it best that I leave the milia removal to the professionals. If you did attempt the extraction though, I’d love to hear all about it. You know, because I’m nosy and all.

  • Macomb, Michigan arrived from google.com on “Nosiness” by searching for “saturn sky red line collectability.”

Macomb, Michigan, ahem, first let me say that if you have a Saturn Sky Red-line and you’re looking for a home, or a babysitter, look no friggin’ further. I would be more than happy to assist you. On the other hand, if you are someone looking for a Saturn Sky red-line, I’m afraid I can’t help you. I write about the Saturn Sky Red-line frequently in the hopes that someone from Saturn will get a whiff of this here blog and send one of the suckers my way! Unfortunately, I could be waiting awhile. Especially since Saturn put the smack-down on the Sky after the unfortunate automotive collapse on 2009. Double dang. I’m still crossing my fingers.

  • Seattle, Washington arrived from google.com on “From Inmates to Playdates” by searching for Apollo Ono, headband, ears.

Seattle. What is it with you jokers who constantly attempt to bring a good man down just because he wears a headband? Seriously, have you nothing better to do? And what’s the deal googling Apollo’s ears? He’s cute. And so are his ears. Get off of it already. Oh, and thanks for stopping by.

I think it’s safe to say I really enjoy feedjit.

It feeds me a line at a time and I read every. last. one. of. them.

Feedjit works for me!

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Thursday Thirteen – Randomness

Each week I try to come up with something creative and intriguing for Thursday Thirteen and each week I wonder if I’m hitting the mark. While I have a whole list of Thursday Thirteen ideas to choose from, the fact is, I’m not in the mood for any of them. It’s been a difficult day and my nerves are shot, so I’ll keep this short and sweet.

Remember last week when I mentioned that me and my van had some sort of disagreement on the big honkin’ hill?

Well.

While driving home today (at a high rate of speed on the interstate mind you) the van and its gas pedal decided it might be fun to play a trick on this ole’ gal and it got hung up somewhere between 68-70 mph.

Shut Up.

I’ll give you a minute to re-read that sentence to make sure you read it correctly.

Yes. You. Did.

Two words for you.

Scared. Todeath.

The cruise control was set at 70 mph and I had just hung up with McDaddy who was headed home from his second home Pennsylvania where he was been working 3-4 days each week for the better part of 2010 when I tapped the brake to disengage the cruise and change lanes.

Only the cruise did not disengage and the van did not slow down even though my foot was attempting the shove the brake through the floor board.

Within seconds I became keenly aware of every vehicle around me. I assessed how much room I had to get stopped, how close the vehicle behind me was and the fact that ten seconds or so later the van was still not slowing down.

Quickly I ran through my short list of options, which included, throwing it into park, throwing it into neutral, and freaking out. I can tell you that freaking out seemed like the easiest option. Which is exactly what I did shortly after getting into the emergency lane and throwing the gear shift into neutral.

The conversation with McDaddy on my beloved iPhone went something like this.

ME (WITH HEART RACING): Hey, the brakes on the van went out and I’m sitting on the side of the interstate in the emergency lane.

MCDADDY: Did the brakes go all the way to the floor? Is the cruise control still on? Is the van in park? Did the idiot lights come on? Can you drive it at all?

ME: Um, I don’t know. I don’t know. I don’t know. I don’t know and I don’t want to at all because ITS NOT SAFE AND I MIGHT DIE!

MCDADDY: We’ll its obviously time to trade that thing in on a Jeep.

ME: Um, okay. As long as it runs.

MCDADDY: Keep your foot on the brake and start it up.

The engine ran as if it were still going 70 mph.

MCDADDDY: Keep your foot on the brake and push the gas pedal.

The engine returned to normal and I watched the tachometer (or whatever its called) decrease from 3 to 1.

It is worth mentioning that a situation such as this would not have been a challenge for McDaddy. He possesses the wherewithall to take charge of emergency situations and make quick decisions. I, on the other hand, require a list, a sharpie, a calendar, and at least a 24-hour notice.

This was seriously one of the scaredest (yes, its a word!) events in my life and no, before you ask, I do not drive a Toyota.

I am happy to report that the van is now tucked safely away in the garage and as is always the case in a situation like this, the thing ran perfectly normal for McDaddy as he brought the hunk of junk thing home.

So, with that being said, I do hope you’ll excuse the fact that I am walking down Random Road tonight.

1. One of my favorite iPhone APPS is Words With Friends. It’s a Scrabble type game and if you are a member of the iCult, er, I mean iClub, you can do a search for JulieWV and we can get a game started. Oh, and if you’re looking for about 72 points, play the word Jeep on the triple letter, triple word spaces. YeeHaw!

2. My heart is heavy for my BFF, Becky and her family, who lost their aunt earlier in the week. Death is so stinkin’ tough. Cancer, you suck!

3. While I really love watching American Idol, I do not have a clear favorite this season. I like Big Mike and I think Crystal Bowersox rocked it out tonight!

4. My McDaddy is the original McDaddy. 

Just sayin.

5. While she would not have been my first choice based on her lack of musical experience, Ellen is doing a pretty good job as Judge #4 on Idol.

6. And speaking of crazy words, I learned a new one today – encopresis.

I’ll give you a second to look that up. Never heard of it before but saw it on the Facebook and did what I do when I’m on the hunt for something. *coughgooglecough*

7. Apolo Ohno will be on Jay Leno tonight. I will have to DVR it because sadly I’ve spent one too many late nights in front of the TiVo watching my boyfriend Apolo Ohno go for the gold, which he looks good in by the way.

Well, he does!

8. Some girlfriends are coming over tonight to decorate my newly remodeled basement walls. I have purchased some really great stuff but have no idea how to make it all work and pull it all together. So, weather permitting, I might have some pictures to show you very soon! (Hi, Susan!)

9. At this very minute, McDaddy is sitting on the couch with his laptop looking at used cars on the internet because that’s what he does at the first hint of a car situation. He’s found a copper colored Mazda 6 that is a six-speed. Oh, and it is a front wheel drive that will “do just as good as your van if not better on the big, honkin’ hill!”

Can you say Saturn Sky?

10. This post is at 1,011 words, so much for short and sweet.

11. My nephew, Isaac Cade is 2 years old today (as of this writing on Wednesday). Happy birthday, buddy!

12. The random isn’t flowing as easy I thought it would. Of course American Idol and Words With Friends are battling with the randomness, but still.

13. More snow today, are you kidding me? Enough already!

I hate to end things on such a cold note, but, that’s just the way the random rolls, I suppose.

Care to share something random today?