Dork, dork, dork ...
Sunday, January 21, 2007
Monday, January 15, 2007
Slosh
Hi all.
So I wake up this morning to a call from my dad. It seems Mary Elizabeth pulled a chair up to the counter and broke into a box of children's Alavert from the cabinet. Nine tablets.
So they took her to the emergency room (good thing the hospital's literally across the street, huh?) and were there until about 5:30 this morning.
Consider this my contribution to the arguments about pharmaceuticals. Is it so important that medicine tastes good so that children will take it? Or have they even considered that it could be misinterpreted as a tempting treat?
Bah.
So I wake up this morning to a call from my dad. It seems Mary Elizabeth pulled a chair up to the counter and broke into a box of children's Alavert from the cabinet. Nine tablets.
So they took her to the emergency room (good thing the hospital's literally across the street, huh?) and were there until about 5:30 this morning.
Consider this my contribution to the arguments about pharmaceuticals. Is it so important that medicine tastes good so that children will take it? Or have they even considered that it could be misinterpreted as a tempting treat?
Bah.
Monday, January 01, 2007
Hey, I turn 21 this year! Just 11 months to go ...
The following post was written on New Year's Day, and I'm too lazy to correct any of the sentences to bring them up to date, so just keep that in mind.
Well, Happy New Year to all. What did everyone do last night? If I didn't have to go to work tomorrow, I would have been in Diamondhead shooting off fireworks or nerding out with my yeti, but instead I found myself sitting on the couch in my sherpa booties watching a movie with my mom. We'll put that in the "bonding" column.
Making my resolutions requires a tiny bit more thought than the masses. I don't smoke, so I can't quit. I'm underweight, so I really shouldn't diet. I guess I could work on getting organized a little better ... maybe. But I think my main focus for 2007 will be to become less dependant on frozen/microwavable food. And also be more responsible in budgeting my time. Woo.
Dennis is coming to Starkville for the weekend. We'll be checking out his prospective living arrangements and making plans for when he moves in. We're thinking end of January/beginning of February.
Back to the ship for a little more cruise? Okay.
During the muster drill, we established that the only way Dennis would survive any sort of major catastrophe would be for him to swim to the nearest body of land. I'd be herded into a lifeboat with several dozen women and children. Fortunately, the ship didn't sink.
The muster drill serves two purposes: 1. to make sure everyone knows the emergency procedures on board, and 2. to get everyone out of their rooms long enough for the housekeeping staff to drop off the news for the next day and your minty chocolates.
By the time we got back to our room, we were ready for some uninterrupted "alone" time. Including a nap.
We decided to be dorks that night and have dinner delivered instead of getting dressed to go to the formal dining room. We dove into the chocolate covered strawberries and champagne, but couldn't quite finish it. Ah, well ...
And that was Monday.
Well, Happy New Year to all. What did everyone do last night? If I didn't have to go to work tomorrow, I would have been in Diamondhead shooting off fireworks or nerding out with my yeti, but instead I found myself sitting on the couch in my sherpa booties watching a movie with my mom. We'll put that in the "bonding" column.
Making my resolutions requires a tiny bit more thought than the masses. I don't smoke, so I can't quit. I'm underweight, so I really shouldn't diet. I guess I could work on getting organized a little better ... maybe. But I think my main focus for 2007 will be to become less dependant on frozen/microwavable food. And also be more responsible in budgeting my time. Woo.
Dennis is coming to Starkville for the weekend. We'll be checking out his prospective living arrangements and making plans for when he moves in. We're thinking end of January/beginning of February.
Back to the ship for a little more cruise? Okay.
During the muster drill, we established that the only way Dennis would survive any sort of major catastrophe would be for him to swim to the nearest body of land. I'd be herded into a lifeboat with several dozen women and children. Fortunately, the ship didn't sink.
The muster drill serves two purposes: 1. to make sure everyone knows the emergency procedures on board, and 2. to get everyone out of their rooms long enough for the housekeeping staff to drop off the news for the next day and your minty chocolates.
By the time we got back to our room, we were ready for some uninterrupted "alone" time. Including a nap.
We decided to be dorks that night and have dinner delivered instead of getting dressed to go to the formal dining room. We dove into the chocolate covered strawberries and champagne, but couldn't quite finish it. Ah, well ...
And that was Monday.
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