Pretty Teeth

I finally succumbed and went to the dentist today for my 6 month checkup (3 months late). I hate the dentist. Don’t get me wrong I love our dentist I just don’t particularly like my mouth getting pricked and prodded. Also the fact that I had many cavities as a child has traumatized me. To let you know before I go further it was a successful check up – no cavities. This is the 6th consecutive visit with no cavities – a record. (Actually I made a record after my 2nd consecutive visit with no cavities). But anyway, I will get to my point. I got 2 compliments today from the dentist. One I will take full heartily the other I must give complete credit to genetics. My dentists told me I had “pretty teeth” never heard that one before – but hey he is dentist. I felt very good about that in fact I blushed and said a very bashful, “oh thank you.” Then he said, “Your bone structure is magnificent” my response, “My bone structure?” He explained, “Yes, the structure of your teeth.” I couldn’t resist I had to tell him, “Well, as I do appreciate good bone structure now this bone structure was not pretty on an 8 year old. In fact, I didn’t grow into these teeth until I was about 15.” Yes, I had huge teeth as a child. To make you better understand let me tell you a story. When I was 8 I went with my mom to pick up my Uncle Joe (my mom’s youngest brother – who at the time was about 30). It was the beginning of October, and I discussed with my mom that I wanted to be a farm girl for Halloween. In the car ride with my Uncle Joe my mom said, “I wonder how we are going to black out your teeth, you know to make it look like you are missing some.” With a laugh my uncle said, “What? Her teeth are already big enough.” That was the first time I ever thought I had big teeth. After I got home I spent a good couple of hours in the bathroom examining my horse teeth.

Now, I feel I need to add a disclaimer. I wasn’t the least bit hurt about my uncle’s comment. I loved my Uncle Joe (I still do), and now I just laugh. I know he wasn’t doing it to hurt me, he was just a young bachelor who probably didn’t think before he spoke – and I’ve never been guilty of that ; )

I Heart...

Meet my new Crush:

Oh, and boy, did I fall. Like, head over heels. Luckily, the B Team shares the same attraction. A little late in game? That's debatable. With the final season approaching, I would call it perfect timing.

Boeuf Bourguignon (Julie Style)

I was craving french food so I attempted to make Julia Child's recipe boeuf bourguignon, and except for small changes (not purposely) I actually did it!

And the results: Delicious!

I'm not a big fan of beef recipes but this was superb. The original recipe called for bacon rind, but I called every butcher in a 60 miles radius and I couldn't find it anywhere, so I did without it. Second, I didn't realize you were just suppose to brown the beef I cooked it, so I only cooked the stew for 2 hours instead of the 2 1/2 to 3 hours.

Bon appétit!

Healing Hands for Haiti

The Healing Hands for Haiti foundation provides medical care to Haiti. This picture below was the medical center which was destroyed in the earth quake. This foundation offers so much good to the Haitian people. I am helping to raise funds and collect goods for the medical center and orphanages of Haiti. If you would like the opportunity to help please let me know. If you want to know more about the foundation here is their web site: http://www.healinghandsforhaiti.org/ Anything helps.

AHHHHHH

I feel like this on Fridays, especially on 3 day weekends. Enjoy a piece of serenity.

Ever Feel Like This?

Hee Hee.

Happy Monday!

I'm Stylin'

I woke up this morning freezing, so I put on my thick white socks. However, I forgot to take of said socks. Now, I'm rockin' the MJ at work.

CrAzY pIlLs

Have you ever had one of those days that you felt like your were taking CrAzY pills (when everyone around you seems like they are going crazy)? Yeah, well today is one of those days for me. And then I saw these pictures...

And I'm instantly brought back to sanity. Ahhhhh. Amazing how adorable cuteness can do that.

geek

Pronunciation: \ˈgēk\
Function: noun

1. A person obsessed with intellectual pursuits for their own sake, who is also deficient in most other human attributes so as to impair the person's smooth operation within society.
2. A person who is interested in technology, especially computing and new media. Geeks are adept with computers, and use the term hacker in a positive way, though not all are hackers themselves.
3. A person who relates academic subjects to the real world outside of academic studies; for example, using multivariate calculus to determine how they should correctly optimize the dimensions of a pan to bake a cake.
4. A person who has chosen concentration rather than conformity; one who passionately pursues skill (especially technical skill) and imagination, not mainstream social acceptance.
5. A person with a devotion to something in a way that places him or her outside the mainstream. This could be due to the intensity, depth, or subject of their interest. This definition is very broad but because many of these interests have mainstream endorsement and acceptance, the inclusion of some genres as "geeky" is heavily debated.

A more recent school of thought sees Nerd as being a derogatory phrase, whilst Geek is simply a description. It is taken to be someone who is an enthusiast, often in things outside of the mainstream spectrum, of note is that in this definition, there is no reference to being socially inept in the slightest.

Sound like someone you might know? Such as the man I married?

Which is exactly why when I passed this gift bag in the grocery store I could not pass it by - I had to buy it.

And of course it is filled with geekiness goodness, but than I had to take it a step further. This bag inspired me to buy this:

Some women love men in uniforms I love men with pocket protectors, and that is a true story folks.

(In Brad's defense - he doesn't wear pocket protectors, however if he did I would find it endearing.)

Comedy of Errors

Do you ever feel like your life is a comedy of errors? I feel like this daily.