New Jen's Horde

Friday, February 27, 2009

Why are Goldfish Crackers so darn good?

I read the ingredient list carefully, and it doesn't say anything about heroin, meth *or* crack cocaine. Unless "monocalcium phosphate" is slang for that stuff now. Kids these days, I'm not hep to their jive any more...

Seriously, I think I need to put the crackers down and actually drive away from my house to stop eating them!

Is there some sort of 12 Step program I can join to get the Goldfish monkey off my back? Maybe one with 24 steps, so I can curb my Twilight habit, too?

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Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Just call me Bubba.


Do remember this exchange from the movie Forrest Gump?
Lt. Dan: What's wrong with your lips?

Bubba: I was born with big gums, sir.

Lt. Dan: Yeah, well, you better tuck that in. Gonna get that caught on a trip wire.
After last month's gum graft, I'm feeling a lot like Private Bubba Blue. No one warned me that I would end up with a freaky-big chunk of gum tissue in front of my lower front teeth. I'd hoped this would be a temporary situation, and maybe the extra slab they sewed on would fall off having done its job. Unfortunately, the periodontist assures me that this is not just normal but is actually one of the better outcomes.

I asked if we could fix it, and he cringed (probably remembering what a baby I was about the original surgery) and told me that my only option is another procedure. Yeah, no thanks. He did promise to call me if someone develops a painless shrink ray, until then I'll just stick to tucking my lip in...

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Monday, February 23, 2009

That's it! I give up!

My laptop is dead again. It's on its way back to HP to get fixed again. I'm reduced to using the crappy desk top from back in the day. Again.

Grrr, technology is vexing me! I'm just going to take my family and go live in a cave. If you need me, send smoke signals.

To add to the fun, I have two dental appointments this week. One is my regular checkup, and I've learned the hard way not to skip those! (At least not for six years straight.) The other is the periodontist following my gum graft. Don't you wish you were me? Yeah, everyone does.

On a happy note, I'm going with a friend to see Twilight tomorrow night. Guess how many times this will be? I really probably need help...

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Saturday, February 21, 2009


I mean that I'm getting rid of a lot of yarn, but the subject of this post reminds me that I need to wax, too. All that time in high school when I couldn't wait to grow out of my acne, I wish someone would have told me that even more horrifying skin issues would crop up over time. Then I wouldn't have been in such a hurry!

Back to the yarn. I had no idea I had so much of it crammed upstairs in my stash corner. And, now I need to condense it and move it so that I can fit the desk we're getting from Heather in that same spot.

Most of the yarn wasn't really expensive, and I didn't buy it with the idea of making anything specific with it. I just can't seem to NOT buy yarn if I see it's available, and heaven help us all if it's on sale!

I think that I need to declare a moratorium on yarn shopping, and go cold turkey until I use up some of what I have. And, in the meantime, I'll make more squares for LoveAfghans for Pine Ridge Reservation. I haven't sent her a box of them in ages, and she makes such pretty blankets that it would be nice to get involved again. Maybe I'll even start this before I finish up my Crayola-inspired socks.

Does anyone want a ton of acrylic yarn in odd amounts? Let me know, I can hook a sister (or brother) up...

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Thursday, February 19, 2009

Hey Bryan and Baxter!

Wow! Turns out those guys we went to see last night from the Rocky Mountain Paranormal Society aren't just paranormal researchers, they're genuine psychics as well!

Or, at least I thought they were for a little bit there, when they were telling me all about my yarn projects, and my dental work, and they knew all of my kids by name... That's about the closest I've ever come to actually crapping my pants in public (not that I crap them in private...much...moving on!)

In an effort to show everyone in the audience how rampant fraud is, and how easy it could be to fool someone, they told us they were doing to do a "cold reading." They did a pretty fabulous reading last night, they picked my family out of the crowd, talked about my knitting projects, and my dental work and until Baxter named the the "Crazy Hot" yarn I'm using on my latest sock project, I really had no idea how they were doing it! Then it hit me, duh, I was just blogging about that today! And the floodgates of understanding opened about as widely as they ever do for me.

While I normally don't ever tell on my blog where I'm going to be at any specific time, as you can see I did yesterday. I didn't give enough information, *I thought*, for someone to figure out exactly where I'd be, but I was wrong. It was enough that the guys could search for anyone who posted that they'd be there, find my blog, memorize some stuff about us, and give a very authentic sounding reading. That'll learn me!

We all learned to be more skeptical of these readings we see, and I learned not to be so darn transparent on my blog!

I'm just glad I haven't blogged anything too embarrassing lately! Once I recognized where the information was coming from, my brain started shorting out because I was trying to remember what I posted lately. "Did I talk about overdrawing the checking account? Being constipated? That weird rash? Think, woman!" This is one of the times I'm grateful that I haven't been posting as much as I used to. Whew!

It was a very worthwhile presentation, we all had a blast! They showed some "ghost photos" and explained why they were not real. But, they also shared some photos, video and sound recordings that couldn't be explained (ooh, spooky!) And, they dished the dirt on the dirt under our old favorite, the Stanley Hotel. There was a ton of other stuff, too, I ended up wishing I'd taken notes.

Also, they gave a painless explanation of the scientific method as it relates to their work; how they can have problems recreating their results, etc. So, heck, it counts as school, too! Can't beat that!

There are still a few more dates on the library's calendar if anyone wants to check them out. You can find that all here. I recommend it, it was a most welcome diversion, and gave us all a lot to think about. ETA: Just don't blog about it first unless you want a whole lot of attention...

Thanks, Bryan and Baxter and everyone from the Rocky Mountain Paranormal Society, that was great!

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Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Well then...

Things went poorly with the friend I mentioned the other day. I don't want to say too much, because it's not my story to tell, but I do feel that everyone who was involved in trying to help her did their best. It's out of our hands now.

I'm spending today around the house, trying to get stuff ready for a new project I'm working on, and doing some self-comforting things; sock knitting, reading to my kids. It's all good. Well, except I'm a little weirded out by the way the socks are turning out. I picked the yarn because it was fun with bright colors, but it's turning out to look like it represents a box of crayons. You can see the yarn here, it's the one called "Crazy Hot."

Ooh, and the girls and I are going tonight to listen to speakers from the Rocky Mountain Paranormal Research Society. Maya and Sage especially are really interested in this sort of thing, and I've always thought it was fascinating, so it should be a welcome distraction. And, it dovetails nicely with our trip to the Stanley Hotel earlier this month (pictures are coming!)

It's a beautiful day out there, and we're just going to enjoy it all :-)

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Monday, February 16, 2009

Still here!

Sorry, I've been here but not really HERE. I know. I've missed you, too.

My computer died, and that took a lot of my computer time away, because I needed to share the rickety old last-millennium desktop with the kids. That just about sucks all the joy out of surfing. My lovely laptop is back now, and my online life is getting back to normal.

This last week, I've watched a close friend hit some problems. Many people are trying to help her, but I'm coming to terms with the idea that she doesn't necessarily want to get better, and any effort we put in is essentially wasted at this point. How do you know when to stop trying to take care of someone who's unwilling to take care of herself?

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