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Saturday
06Feb2010

Making decisions

 

It's the day before the super bowl. Last year, I cut my hair off the day before the superbowl and donated it to Locks of Love. That's what I looked like after donating my hair. I could not get my hair into a pony tail even though that was a criteria I expressed that I needed for my summer activities.

This is my hair a year later. It is long, but not long enough to donate. However, I'm still considering cuting it because last time it was long, there were consequences...

And I like the blower dryer I have now, so I don't want to do this again... But I want to donate... but I want it to be long enough to donate... but my stylist says long hair makes me look 10 years older...

My decision matrix looks like this...

Help a girl out... what do you think?

AG out!

Wednesday
27Jan2010

Wide Open Wednesday

Welcome to WOW (Wide Open Wednesday)!

I've been thinking about WOW and few other things for several months now and decided to go ahead and just do it...

For me, blogging is an all or nothing. If I don't blog every day, I probably will not blog. This is like a joyous exercise for me... to open up and talk and share. Because if I didn't do this with you, I probably wouldn't do it all. And despite it being "an exercise", I really do enjoy it! It challenges me to filter and grow and be creative and all sorts of good stuff. That and I've met some lovely people.

But (and this is the lead in to today's WOW) I'm aware that I'm not giving it my all.

At the best of times, I'm incredibly self contained. I enjoy socializing (sometimes) and interacting (most of the time) but if it didn't come my way, I'd be fine. I'd bury my face in a book and be fine.

So for me the blog was a step of some significance... a way to reach out and meet people and share and socialize. But it was also very safe because I could choose not to do it whenever I wanted.

And that's unfortunate... because I finally realized that I've spent the bulk of my life waiting for things to come (or not) my way. I don't seek out anything really; friends, family, adventures...etc. If the Baroness had not planted the idea in my brain, I would have never gone to Blogfest. Which would have been unfortunate, because I had the time of my life!

So in blog terms, I took some time off last fall and then got back to posting, but nothing meaningful. I think I've been going through the motions. I haven't expected more and I haven't given more. When I look at me... I haven't been putting myself out there in real life either. Within my own sphere, I'm participating but I don't push for anything and I don't expect anything. Hmmm...

So, there's my first WOW.

The rules of WOW are simple. Feel free to respond, not respond, post a WOW comment of your own, whatever you like!

AG out!

Monday
25Jan2010

The Glamorous Weekend...

  • Staying in your pajamas all weekend- check!
  • Eating "feel good" food - check!
  • Big, wooly socks - check!
  • Cuddling with the Brute Squad - check! (they are obligated to lay upon any person who does not feel well. It's in their contract!)
  • Watching Bob pack his bags and move out - priceless!

How was your weekend?

AG out!

PS ~ Bob's nephew Bixby still stops by occasionally but he isn't sticking around like Bob did...

Monday
09Nov2009

A Pirate's life for me!

Or not!

The Old Goat snapped this the night of the event. Unfortunately, I didn't see any other pictures that I could show because they all include people from work who have not given permission to show up on ye olde blogge.

Words can't describe how relieved I am to have this event over with. Golly...

We got home around midnight Saturday night. I work up at 5 Sunday morning and eventually TOG and I dragged ourselves to the Seahawks game. I fell asleep after dinner last night and pretty much slept through until 5 this morning. Ugly.

Today the debriefing begins and hopefully by the end of the week I should have the closing details wrapped up and I can get back to my regular life!

Yours Truly,

Pegleg Asthmagirl

Friday
02Oct2009

Allergic

I am off to visit Dr. M. today. I'm so excited. I like seeing him. I don't like some of our conversations. This one will be about asthma medications and insomnia. I'm not optimistic, but am practicing due dilligence. Ugh.

However... the title of our post today is "allergic"

Allergic reactions occur to normally harmless envirnomental stimulii and are acquired, immediate and predictable.

I am allergic to drama.

I have been known to sprint from a room at the merest hint of drama.

I avoid specific in-laws because of this allergy...  (and one member of my own family...)

Hives are not out of the question.

I have near lethal reactions if the drama is chronic (ie- this person always has drama in their life)

I now find that I am allergic to blog drama as well.

I'm pretty sure there's no cure.

Group hug...

AG out

Wednesday
09Sep2009

Epic Fail

Back when I was having babies in the stone age I was fortunate enough to be extremely fertile. Extremely. My ovaries worked out, ate their spinach and put in a whole lot of overtime. I think they were preparing to compete in some iron woman event! In any case, I've spent my whole life taking for granted that they were all but super human.... over achievers to be sure, possibly award winners.

Every now and then I would ponder the possibility that they'd give it up at some point, but I thought it would be something gradual and anticlimactic, almost unnoticeable. It never occurred to me that as hard as they've worked since puberty that one day in San Diego they would collapse with no warning. (visualize the Hindenberg crashing to the ground in flames) I guess I should have expected it though. They were just oh so done.

How did I know?

Heat.

I'm the kind of girl that sleeps with the covers up to my ears. Have been since my youthful days in Alaska. When everyone else is in shorts, I'm in long pants. When it's fall, I'm in wool socks and sweaters when TOG is still in tee shirts. I have zero internal heat.

Suddenly, I'm throwing the covers off down in San Diego. Even in my lightest weight high performance hiking clothes. I'm having hot flashes at 6 in the morning out on the balcony when it's only 65 degrees. I'm rinsing out bras like there's no tomorrow. (TMI?) TOG says even under my sunburn I would turn beet red from my new internal heat source.

So after we flew home and I ended up in Dr. M's office sobbing about my asthma (again) we spoke of my ovarian collapse. I had two big concerns...

I didn't want to take synthetic hormone replacements. Other than the cancer risks, one of the potential side effects in blood clots and both my mom and her father died of pulmonary embolisms.

I wanted to be ultra, ultra sure that anything I took wasn't going to cause my asthma to go haywire (cuz it's so tame in real life- not!) or interfere with any of the meds I regularly take.

I asked about non synthetic hormones and Dr. M was skeptical... his reasoning being that they are mixed per batch and thus risk being of varying dosages and they are not as strong as the synthetics and thus I would have to take higher dosages to see any effect.

That did not leave very many options. Dr. M and I knew that it would just be a process of trial and error. Our first step was to try a med whose side effect is eliminating hot (inferno) flashes. We tried the lowest dosage first knowing that it wasn't even a therapeutic dose for the main condition it's supposed to treat.

Wow.

I went from having 20+ hot flashes a day to about two a week. It's like someone flipped a switch.

While normally, this wouldn't be at the top of my list of things to share, I think it's worthwhile. Although I didn't do much advance research, other than swearing I'd never do hormone replacement, when I did decide to talk to Dr. M about this, it just seemed like there weren't a lot of options. It was a huge relief to have a doctor that was willing to help me find a solution.

Cuz otherwise, I was down to cutting my hair off and wearing tank tops for the next 5 years!

Gah!

Monday
06Jul2009

Unsophisticated West Coast Hicks

Headed your way!  

In case you're wondering what spurred yesterday's anxiety attack... In about a week, The Baroness von Bloggenschtern and yours truly will be winging our way East-ward to meet fellow bloggers at Blog Fest 2009. Unlike BlogHer, Blog Fest will be smaller in scale, enjoy much warmer temperatures and have "off the charts" humidity going for it. Not to mention some of the funniest, sweetest women you've ever met. I can't think why they're letting me come... Perhaps their vetting process is similar to the one used on last year's republican VP candidate...?

I think most of us are experiencing some level of anxiety as we pack... after all there's a lot on the line. The Baroness is representin' 604 (the area code for Vancouver, BC).... Home of the 2010 Winter Olympics. As the Blog Fest representative for her entire Province, she's understandably fretful about creating a positive impression. As a courtesy, I'm showcasing the 2010 Olympic mascots. Let this be a precursor to those who have yet to meet The Baroness... she's twice this adorable (and much less furry)!

Of the two of us, I have less pressure. I'm only representing the home of $4 a cup coffee 

 and really expensive operating systems... 

 and everyone's favorite foot fashion... the ubiquitous socks with sandals.

As a footnote (HAR! I crack myself up!), I will not be subscribing to the dual shod fashion while navigating points east! Mostly because I don't want people laughing behind my back as I drag my luggage through the airport! [footnote 2: Asthmagirl's luggage is not made of possum skin. She's upgraded to raccoon.]

So what am I worried about as I consider going off to meet these friends? Not much. A brief survey of attendees indicates that 90% of us believe we're pudgy, uninteresting and poorly groomed. That same 90% believe that everyone else there will be slim, fascinating, well traveled, bilingual and incapable of sweating. I've done the math... I'm pretty sure all of us will be sweating.

My one request to fellow attendees? If I look like I'm about to keel over from the heat and humidity and my death grip on my inhaler is slipping...? Please, do not ask me if I feel okay or tell me I don't look so good. Let's work on some alternate phrasing, shall we?

"The spam carving contest is over here" could easily substitute for " Holy cow, is she even breathing".

or...

"Does anyone know how to do a Viking funeral" could be code for "someone find her inhaler before we have to set her ablaze and push her out to sea".

And the Baroness and I have already worked up our response to any major faux pas that we might unknowingly make... "Well, that's how it's done on the West Coast". Um... Baroness? I think we need to work on that before we get on the plane next week. Just sayin...

Yours in Blog Fest anticipation,

Asthmagirl

Tuesday
30Jun2009

Inflation

So there TOG and I are down at the pier when I look over my shoulder at the waterfront park and see this.... The ReMax Balloon! 

Thinking it will be a great photo op, I urge TOG to get a closer look. Once I turned the corner into the park I got a better view of the whole balloon.

 

And couldn't help but contrast the two forms of flight....

I found myself fascinated by the fire and was happily snapping away when this gentleman walked up to me and asked if TOG and I wanted to go up.

Oh yeah! We totally did!

They took us up like 30 feet or so and the view was great....

If this looks familiar, it because that's where I took K3's graduation pictures!

But honestly, I was fascinated by another view...

Cuz I'm a dork.

AG out!  

PS~ Cool Pulled Pork Post in the Asthmatic Kitchen! Click over!

Thursday
07May2009

Ack!

I swear, every dog in the house is sick...

We've switched food a couple times due to supply issues at the pet store, and we finally switched back to the regular stuff and they are all gas-y and gurgle-y and... well... you can imagine the impact. Sometimes they make it to the yard and other times, um, not quite.

Which makes them very sad.

Hopefully today will be a better day. Madeline is barely clinging to her dignity.

Asthmagirl out!