Dear sir,
While I can appreciate your affinity for sunflower seeds, I would appreciate you refraining from eating them while driving in front of me on the freeway and throwing the shells out the window. You may not have noticed, but the shells are actually not heavy enough to fall straight to the ground. As a result, they are carried in the wind and land on the windshield of the car behind you. In this case; my windshield. I would suggest these more appropriate sunflower seed eating venues: baseball games, picnics, your couch at home, anywhere but the freeway, in another lane on the freeway, behind me on the freeway. I hope you continue enjoying your sunflower seeds and may they grow to sprout goodwill and happiness in your life.
Sincerely,
Michelle
Thursday, August 21, 2008
Monday, August 18, 2008
Fast Food
I haven't had fast food in months. And I mean MONTHS. Don't get me wrong, I've had junk food...just not fast food. For the life of me I can't remember the last time I hit a drive thru. I think maybe Taco Bell at my old job in like February or March maybe. That's a long time and I had a good streak going. But, a couple of the girls (and one guy) and I went to lunch today and, despite my many objections, we went here:
Well I figure if you're going to eat bad...might as well do it right!
Well I figure if you're going to eat bad...might as well do it right!
Sunday, August 17, 2008
The Golden Gate
Carolyn and I walked the Golden Gate Bridge yesterday. The whole thing...and back! It was 3.4 miles of fog, cold and fun. What can I say? It's something you have to do at least once in your life right? So if you haven't already...get crackin'!
When I said foggy, I mean REALLY foggy. You couldn't even see to the top.
I like to get up close and personal with landmarks.
Proof that we made it all the way to the other end.
When I said foggy, I mean REALLY foggy. You couldn't even see to the top.
I like to get up close and personal with landmarks.
Proof that we made it all the way to the other end.
The sun came out for just a minute.
Then we went to North Beach for lunch and stumbled across this street fair with these Italian dancers.
Then we checked out the National Shrine of St. Francis of Assisi. This is the church we grew up in so we had to pay homage to our favorite Saint. For all you non-Catholics, he's the Patron Saint of animals...and Italy because he's (surprise) Italian!
Saturday, August 16, 2008
Dr. Michelle
I'll continue the medical related theme from my last post, with two new updates.
The first stems from my vanity and desire for pearly white teeth. The last time I tried to whiten my teeth with those strips you get from the store, I experienced the worst pain of my life. I started screaming and crying as the nerves in my teeth pulsated in agony. I'm not at all exaggerating. So, since I obviously can't use those again, I figured there had to be a homemade remedy that was painless and inexpensive. I was right and now I brush every night with a past made up of hydrogen peroxide and baking soda. It's disgusting and slightly burns my gums, but I'm determined to stick with it until my teeth are so bright they can be seen from space. The only thing is, I've read contradicting reports about how long it takes. One article said you just need to do it twice a month and another one said you need to do it everyday for three months. So, we'll see.
My second story comes straight from an article in Oprah's O Magazine. I read that a study was done that found that women who sleep in rooms with enough light coming in from the windows that you are able to read, have a much higher rate of breast cancer. Like 50% more or something ridiculous like that. It has something to do with the brain not being able to produce the right chemicals during night since it's so light in the room. So, that got me thinking that though it's not that light outside my window, I do sleep with a nightlight. Yes world...I sleep with a nightlight. Always have and, so I thought, always will. It's not that I'm afraid of the dark, but I do experience a lot of anxiety if I can't see where I am right when I open my eyes. So, even thought I'm not convinced it makes that much of a difference, this article inspired me to give darkness a try. So, I unplugged my light and just as I thought...had major anxiety for the first few nights. It's getting better, but I'm still very uncomfortable so I have a feeling the light will eventually get plugged back in.
Oh, and bonus update...my eye is still twitching. I tried to capture it on video, but it's just too tricky and unpredictable to catch. But take my word for it...I still look like a twitchy freak.
The first stems from my vanity and desire for pearly white teeth. The last time I tried to whiten my teeth with those strips you get from the store, I experienced the worst pain of my life. I started screaming and crying as the nerves in my teeth pulsated in agony. I'm not at all exaggerating. So, since I obviously can't use those again, I figured there had to be a homemade remedy that was painless and inexpensive. I was right and now I brush every night with a past made up of hydrogen peroxide and baking soda. It's disgusting and slightly burns my gums, but I'm determined to stick with it until my teeth are so bright they can be seen from space. The only thing is, I've read contradicting reports about how long it takes. One article said you just need to do it twice a month and another one said you need to do it everyday for three months. So, we'll see.
My second story comes straight from an article in Oprah's O Magazine. I read that a study was done that found that women who sleep in rooms with enough light coming in from the windows that you are able to read, have a much higher rate of breast cancer. Like 50% more or something ridiculous like that. It has something to do with the brain not being able to produce the right chemicals during night since it's so light in the room. So, that got me thinking that though it's not that light outside my window, I do sleep with a nightlight. Yes world...I sleep with a nightlight. Always have and, so I thought, always will. It's not that I'm afraid of the dark, but I do experience a lot of anxiety if I can't see where I am right when I open my eyes. So, even thought I'm not convinced it makes that much of a difference, this article inspired me to give darkness a try. So, I unplugged my light and just as I thought...had major anxiety for the first few nights. It's getting better, but I'm still very uncomfortable so I have a feeling the light will eventually get plugged back in.
Oh, and bonus update...my eye is still twitching. I tried to capture it on video, but it's just too tricky and unpredictable to catch. But take my word for it...I still look like a twitchy freak.
Friday, August 8, 2008
Am I Even Alive??
I went to the dentist on Wednesday and they measured my blood pressure. I'm not sure why because I was just getting a few x-rays and a cleaning. But, from the 6 page survey they made me fill out, I get the feeling that they're now really into getting to know their patients' overall health and not just keeping track of what's going on in their mouths.
So, my hygienist took my blood pressure and when she read the numbers she did a double take. She sounded shocked when she told me it was really low. Like REALLY low. She asked me if I get light headed when I stand up and I told her sometimes. I didn't quite understand why she was so surprised until I went home and Googled what a normal blood pressure is. I found out that a normal and healthy blood pressure is anything under 120/80. My blood pressure? 97/49. Is that even possible and still be alive? Barely I guess. I doubt my blood is even running through my veins. It's probably just sitting there like a stagnant pond. No wonder she was so surprised. And no wonder I'm always tired all the time. I wonder if that has something to do with my constant need for naps!
So, my hygienist took my blood pressure and when she read the numbers she did a double take. She sounded shocked when she told me it was really low. Like REALLY low. She asked me if I get light headed when I stand up and I told her sometimes. I didn't quite understand why she was so surprised until I went home and Googled what a normal blood pressure is. I found out that a normal and healthy blood pressure is anything under 120/80. My blood pressure? 97/49. Is that even possible and still be alive? Barely I guess. I doubt my blood is even running through my veins. It's probably just sitting there like a stagnant pond. No wonder she was so surprised. And no wonder I'm always tired all the time. I wonder if that has something to do with my constant need for naps!
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