Do you like quizzes? Your Autumn Test Results

You are a energetic, warm, optimistic person. You approach everything with a lot of enthusiasm. When you're happiest, you are outgoing and expressive . You love celebrations, and you enjoy showing off a little. You embrace change. You love change. You see change as a rebirth. You find love to be the most comforting thing in the world. You feel at peace when you're with your loved ones. Your ideal day is active and full. You like to keep busy with your favorite things, and you appreciate a routine. You tend to live in the moment. You enjoy whatever is going on, and you don't obsess over the past or future. http://www.blogthings.com/theautumnquiz/ Your Power Element is Fire Your power color: red Your energy: hot Your season: spring Like a fire, you are full of power and light. A born leader, you easily draw people toward you. You are full of courage and usually up for anything dangerous. You have a huge ego and love to be the center of attention. http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpowerelementquiz/ Your Funky Japanese Name Is Seishiyameinoya = shawna http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourfunkyjapanesenamequiz/

Learning to drive

I can vividly remember learning how to drive!
My dad drove me over to the City in Orange County.
(Now called the city walk, I think)
It was brand new and not too busy.
I had to drive up and down the aisles in dads' old yellow truck.
It had 3 on the column (stick shift)
I had to learn to drive a stick
before I could drive an automatic.
Learning to use the clutch-utch-utch.
It was a little bumpy at first but finally...
I could ease out the clutch and shift into the
correct gear without too much trouble.
Then, my dad would make me park.
I had to back up and down the rows.
Park in a space or parallel park over and over again.
We drove to The City every Sunday after Sunday School.
After about a month,
dad let me drive home from church.
My three brothers ( 2 older 1 younger)
jumped out of the car and walked home instead!
It was so sweet!
And no,
I DID NOT
crash
or hit the curb
or run a red light
or anything else they were sure I would do!

Let's go to the movies!

We went and saw "Ghost Town".
If you are going on a date or just out with some friends,
consider this movie!
I'm sad because it's not doing very good
but it was a lot of fun.
It's funny!
It's touching!
We laughed and cried.
Go
see
it.

Do you like to go to the movies?
I love to go to the movies.
When I was in high school
my girlfriend and I went to the movies
EVERY
Tuesday afternoon.
It was Ladies day / Seniors day.
We could go for
50 CENTS!
We saw every Burt Reynolds movie made.
We didn't care if we had seen it before.
Most of the time it was a double feature too!
Come on, 50 cents!
We'd share popcorn and have sodas.
Usually some candy too.
The only down side of our fun afternoons...
The Seniors!
They talked rather LOUDLY throughout the whole movie...
Oh well,
50 CENTS
what a deal.

Is that a Santa Ana Wind?

When I think of fall,
I think of the Santa Ana winds blowing.
Growing up in the O. C. I loved it when the warm winds of fall came.
I loved to ride my bike down our gently sloping street.
The warm winds would push us!
NO pedaling, hands high in the air and a happy smile on my face.
You could smell the wind
(And not in a bad way)
I really love summer BEST!
BUT....
oh those warm Santa Ana winds bring the fondest memories.

We rode our bikes everywhere.
We rode to Jack Fisher Park
about 2 miles away.
We also rode to other parks even farther away.
We rode through the Santa Ana river bed.
(Only when it was dry and that was 98% of the time.)
We rode to the mini golf place.
(It also had trampolines, giant slides, arcades and a pickle barrel!)
We rode in gangs of youth.
My two older brothers, my younger brother, and all of our friends.
Usually in groups of 8-12 kids!
Oh! it was so much fun!
Maybe I should get a bike?
Probably NOT!

Toothache part 2

So on Wednesday
I went back to the specialist for a consultation.

It was at 3pm after work.
There was time to zip home and change out of work duds.
And then hurry to Murrieta.
Once there it was decided by the specialist to pull the tooth
NOW!
Since the infection had cleared up,
waiting would only let the infection return.
"But I'm here alone...will I be able to drive home?"
"Do you drive with your teeth?" they asked.
(Not usually, but maybe I would need babying on the ride home)
So more x-rays. More info on implants. More papers to sign.
More money than I want to spent for a stupid tooth!!!!
Then into that scary room.
Eyes shut tight and the statement
"I don't want to see anything!"
Shots, shots,shots.
Lots of preparation around the tooth.
(Protect neighboring teeth!)
Then, tug, wiggle, pull, jiggle
Grasp, wiggle, jiggle, tug & PULL.
Repeat over and over.
POP
it's out!
But it's not done yet. Now for the roots
(I'm not kidding!)
Then drill a hole into the jaw
to place the abutment (what the tooth will screw into)
Then pack it all down
Pressure, pressure, pressure.
Then close it all up.
total time
3 hours 45 minutes.
Done.
I am in pain and nauseous from the meds.
It will get better!
Won't it?????

Update: Nauseous free for 2 hours!
Things are looking up!

Can you walk AND talk?

I am amazed at the fact that I am a waitress.
"So what's the big deal?" you ask.
It's just that I am not known for being graceful.
(not graceful in a dancing way, cha cha)
(graceful in walking and talking at the same time without tripping,
walking into a wall, or just crashing into someone!)
I have many times been described as a klutz.
I could reach out my hand and knock three glasses on the dinner table over.
I repeatedly scratched my husband with my wedding ring.
(and no, it's not that gigantic!)
If there was a crack in the sidewalk,
I would go out of my way
(or so it seems)
to kick it and trip.
Once while I was looking at model homes with my mom
(this is such a fun thing to do!)
I remember that I was in a dress and heels.
(something I'll never forget!)
We were in a two story model.
It was gorgeous, with a sweeping curved stairway
(you know what's coming, right?)
The house was full of people checking everything out.
So just as I got to the top of the stairs...
I turned to look at a picture on the wall.
And then,
as if in slow motion...
I fell!
I rolled down the whole circular stairway
head over heels
dress around my waist
heels flipping off!!!
Everyone was gawking
all eyes on me
I jump up grab my shoes
yell, "mom, we gotta go"
and flew out the door!
Miraculously,
I was uninjured
(Just my pride)
and we laughed hysterically in the car.

Ohh boy did this HURT

Friday, September 12, 2008

Ouch! It's been a painful weekend for me, my root canal failed!

That means horrible tooth pain over the weekend.

The dentist office has a dentist on call

BUT the phone wasn't working...

I know I called Fri. night,

Sat. morning, Sat. afternoon, Sun. morning,

Sun. night and finally Monday morn at 8 am sharp

I finally got through.

At 8:20 I was at the dentist office.

I left at 9:30 with prescriptions for antibiotics and painkillers.

The pharmacist at WAL-MART murrieta

was a jerk and took so long I just took the papers back

and went to my 11am meeting with a specialist.

More xrays and the kindest, gentlest people ever.

Had to get the gum lanced to relieve infection, pus squirted, GROSS.

The assistant was like OOOOOO and the doctor said keep sucking it up!

Aah the pressure eased.

You should get this root canal redone,

No thanks it's the third time it's failed.

(did you think once a root canal is done you'll never have a problem with that tooth again?)

(Usually, but not always!)

Went to Walgreens for meds, They said about an hour

(just like wal-mart)

And then had them for me in 20 minutes.

Bless you walgreens.

Home to take meds and rest.

Cheek looks like there's a golf ball in mouth.

jaw is sore!

Waiting for infection to clear and then pull that bad boy

and get a dental implant$$$$

No more trips to Maui,

I'll be paying for a pain free mouth instead.

GRACK

Don't forget! Roll off.

One of the fun road trips we would take
would be going to the
SNOW!!
It was usually Crestline and sometimes Running Springs.
You know, the local mountains.
This time it was just my younger brother, our parents and me.
we were about 8 and 10.
Of course we didn't have any snow equipment
but that didn't stop us!
We would put bags over our socks and then over our shoes too.
We used socks for gloves with bags too.
We would bundle up in many layers of clothing.
We brought big trash bags to slide on.
My dad (the Utah farm boy) would always remind us
"If you're going to hit something just roll off first!"
Okay, okay, okay dad!
So, at the top of the hill sitting on an old cardboard box,
(We used anything)
Me in the lead and my brother right behind me.
Dad gave us a huge push and we were off!
Heading right for a
TREE!
I could hear him yelling
"DON"T FORGET"
but we were going
SO
fast
"ROLL OFF"
I knew it, could I do it?
SLAM
right into the tree.
And then,
Just like we had been trained,
my brother and I both rolled off to the side.
I sat up and waved, yelling:
"We're OKAY"
Then flopped back down.

Let's go for a ride!

We were a family of seven.
Money was tight.
My parents were creative.
Gasoline was CHEAP!
We took a lot of rides, sometimes with no destination.
My dad would just say " Let's go for a ride"
and off we'd go!
It was always an adventure.
We went to the grand opening of the John Wayne Airport.
Now known as the Santa Ana or Orange co. airport.
We went to the beach, up and down the coast.
We went to the mountains and the desert.
We drove all the way to Corona (before the fast freeway route)
We drove around in an old blue station wagon.
It had a bench seat in the front to seat 3,
a bench seat in the middle to seat 3 more,
AND
it had a flip up 2 person seat in the far back
that faced backwards!!
But,
we usually had extra friends with us and
we would pack that old blue station wagon
with 12 people most of the time.
And,
We always had a great time.
Sometimes,
I tell my kids
"let's go for a ride!"
even though gasoline is now
VERY EXPENSIVE.
There is nothing as sweet!

MY yellow VW is better than your yellow RR

I had a yellow convertible bug.
One night my roommate and I drove to the Balboa Yacht club.
We had an apartment in Costa Mesa (by So. coast plaza)
We were dressed up and looking good!
When we were inside mingling,
this old man ( 60ish) came up to me.
He said, "hi, how would you like to go for a ride with me
in my yellow convertible Rolls Royce?"
Ugh, he was too old for me!
No thanks I say.
"You know who I am? I'm Joey Bishop..."
I'm thinking so what, maybe you'll impress my mom
or grandma but NOT me.
Once again he tries the ride in his yellow convertible Rolls Royce.
He points out the door and there it was.
And I say (in my 20 year old sassiness)
"Well that's my Yellow convertible V.W.,
I think I'll stick with that!"
So my roomie and I go.
And we left Joey Bishop behind.

ROCK BURGERS, ANYONE?

My mom went to work when I was finishing 8th grade.
My younger brother was in 6th grade.
My two older brothers were in high school
and my sister was at the local Jr. College.
My sister being the oldest, did a lot to help out.
After two years, she left to go to BYU.
That's when I got to cook dinner!
Oh lucky family!!
Returning home from school,
My three brothers would sweep, vacuum, & load the dishwasher.
I would get to make dinner.
Spaghetti, chili-mac, sweet & sour chicken, hamburger stroganoff,
These I could make!
But the blasted hamburgers....
Every time I made them they were so over-cooked.
My brothers dubbed them Rock Burgers
and YES they were well done.
And NO they were NOT very tasty.
I didn't do it on purpose
and
it didn't get me out of cooking dinner...
But every two weeks we would get to eat yummy
ROCK BURGERS.
Are you hungry?

Today I saw a Grasshopper!

Today I saw a grasshopper!
It was the big brown kind.
Ugh, I don't like the big brown grasshoppers and this is why...Ready?
I think I was about 10 and I was chasing my brothers out front.
They were driving me crazy ( you know the way brothers can!)
So I ran up the side of the house.
No, I actually ran along the side of the house (I can't run up walls!)
The side yard had a BIG apricot tree.
I' m telling you it was a BIG tree.
I should have been able to miss it, I really should have!
But...
I ran right into a branch. It smacked me SO hard on the forehead.
I fell to the ground and kind of passed out for about 3 minutes.
Ouch, it hurt so bad!!
Lying flat on my back,
thinking maybe I'm dead,
I slowly open my eyes.
There on my nose, right between my eyes,
is a GIANT,
BROWN,
GRASSHOPPER.
Oh, I screamed just like a little girl!
And so what, I was a little girl.
But you better believe me when I say,
" I don't like brown grasshoppers".
That's my story and I'm sticking to it!