Kasia October 31st, 2008
This sort of thing is the main reason I oppose socialized medicine. If it didn’t have this unfortunate actuarial tendency, whereby human beings get reduced to cost-benefit analyses and the handicapped are seen as a burden rather than as human beings in their own right, I would probably be pretty keen on it. Well, and if governments weren’t so noted for being wasteful bureaucratic black holes, too; but the first reason is more than enough for me.
Kasia October 30th, 2008
That’s an overstatement, but it was inspired by this piece of disciplinary hilarity. What can I say – I’m a word nerd.
I especially love that the parents have to sign it. I can just imagine how thrilled my father would’ve been to see all my creative conjugations of the F-bomb as a detention essay. …actually, now that I think about it, being as he’s a retired English teacher, I think he might have appreciated this particular approach. But I still would’ve been an unhappy Clam for a couple of weeks of grounding…
Kasia October 28th, 2008
I decided to invest in a few pairs of flannel jammies this winter so I can dial the heat further down. TBS suggested I look at Meijer.
Well, they had a few pairs, but nothing I could envision myself voluntarily wearing. So I looked at their other jammies, figuring that as long as they were reasonably warm, they didn’t have to be specifically flannel.
Most of their stuff is really obnoxiously cutesy, I have to tell you. Cute for a 14-year-old, but not for an almost-32-year-old, you know? I was audibly grumbling to TBS about how they don’t seem to realize that ADULT women need jammies too, and that we don’t all want “Sassy!” across our behinds (ok, that wasn’t actually an option, but you get my drift). But I picked out two of the least obnoxious sets and a set of men’s long johns (hey, warm and comfy) and called it a party.
I just tried the jammies on.
I hate myself.
They are SO CUTE!!!!!!!
I confess when I bought them I was expecting that they’d look totally stupid on a woman my age. And maybe they do, to be fair – and even if Canuck were here to judge, he’d hardly be impartial. But I think they’re adorable. Even if they do have pink snowflakes (on one) and pictures of candy (on the other).
I so totally hate myself! I’m supposed to hate these!!!!!!!
AAAAAUUUGH!!!
:-p
Kasia October 28th, 2008
Canuck was telling me about an incident earlier today with Bobble, the Canadian immigrant kitty. Apparently Bobble has been fascinated by Canuck’s bedroom closet for the last couple of weeks. Pawing at the door. Trying to nudge it open. Et cetera.
Well, Canuck finally relented and opened the door so Bobble could see that there was nothing interesting inside. According to him, Bobble was one ticked off kitty when he FINALLY got into the closet and found…a closet. That’s it. No supersecret passage to the outdoors, no catnip garden, no secret stash of kibble.
There were quite a lot of angry meows, I am told…
Kasia October 28th, 2008
…this is ridiculous!
I’m sure my resident atheist reader will be the first to point out that it was my purchases that afforded this particular abundance; but it still makes for a good headline.
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Kasia October 28th, 2008
Governor Granholm can support Prop 2 if she wants to, but representing support of it as being consonant with Catholic teaching is a lie. I’m glad His Excellency called her out on it. Supporting stem cell research is, indeed, pro-life. Supporting embryonic stem cell research, and cloning, is not. There is a difference.
Incidentally, I have had the pleasure of a few dealings with Bp. Boyea in the course of my work. I have nothing but respect and admiration for him – he is a very good man.
Kasia October 28th, 2008
I did it – I ordered a different dress. Lest anyone think I’m being profligate, even the two dresses combined plus alterations to both total less (probably considerably so) than a lot of Western women spend on their wedding dress – the first one was a clearance item from a Mormon web site (hey, they were the only ones selling dresses with shoulders and sleeves!), and the second one is actually a bridesmaid dress from Alfred Angelo, but in ivory.
I am very happy with it, and thank everyone for their advice and concern. And I will report back with further information as I have it.
As for the other dress, I think I will donate it. I think there’s a charity that’s specifically for taking wedding dresses and giving them/selling them cheaply to disadvantaged women.
Kasia October 28th, 2008
TBS called me last night to tell me about this (mercifully foiled) plan a couple of neo-Nazis hatched. Apparently they were planning to murder 102 innocent people (some at a school?! That was news to me when I saw that article) and then do a kamikaze-style assassination attempt against Sen. Obama.
Like TBS and I said last night: wow. One doesn’t like to think that there are still people out there who think that way. On some level one knows there are, but when one doesn’t know any oneself, it’s easier to push to the back of your mind and not think about it. TBS said, “What is this – 1963?!” And yeah. That’s about it.
I don’t care how much you disagree with a candidate. Murder is not how you express your dissent. (Duh.) And to even conceive of murdering over a hundred innocent people, simply because you can’t handle the thought of a President who has a little more melanin in his skin than you do?! Let alone do enough planning that the Feds can bring charges?
Like I said: there are not words sufficient.
Kasia October 26th, 2008
I am seriously considering cancelling all remaining work on my current wedding dress and super-rush-cut-ordering a new dress.
Right now I feel like my wedding is not my own. It does not matter in the least that the people who have been advising me thus far have had the very best intentions; the end result is that I am furious, I feel like I have been hijacked, and I am very concerned that if I do NOT do something drastic, that I will be angry and resentful every time I look at my wedding pictures.
I have been trying to talk myself out of feeling this way for a couple of months now, and it’s pretty apparent that it’s not working. So the only options I am seeing at this point are: elope; scrap everything with respect to my appearance and begin again; or suck it up and be miserable. I’m not going to elope, and I see no reason why I should be miserable on or about my wedding. Every concession I’ve made thus far has been for the sake of making someone advising me happy (or shut them up), and like any policy of appeasement, has had predictable results. That leaves one option.
If anyone here can offer a compelling non-financial reason why I should not do this, or sees another option beyond the three I’ve listed, please speak up now.
Kasia October 23rd, 2008
I ask you, women of America (and Canada, and anyone else who cares): what kind of salon hires a nail technician who can’t do a French manicure?
I have had maybe two professional manicures in my almost 32 years of life. I am far from being a manicure aficionado. I had one pedicure once – the experience left me unmoved. Maybe it’s because I think it’s weird and a little creepy to have another woman buffing my feet. Maybe it’s a class warfare thing and it’s the latent Commie in me. Anyway.
So yeah. It’s not like I run around getting manicures and pedicures like crazy. But I thought that, for my wedding, it would be nice if I had a professional manicure. I also thought it would be nice if my bridal shoes didn’t need sidecars for my calluses. Don’t worry; I’ll do most of it at home in the weeks leading up. But it would be nice to have a professional buff the daylights out of my feet so that I don’t run through the three pairs of nylons I’ve ordered before the ceremony starts.
Not knowing who would be good, I remembered that there is a salon in the area of the church (the salon of the unremarkable one pedicure in my life, as it happens), and decided it would make sense to go there the day before the wedding and get the ‘cures. Then I’d be in the area for the rehearsal, and I would have very little time to befoul my pretty new hands and feet before the wedding. (I am notorious for destroying make-up, hairstyles, etc.) I even figured I would see about what they offer in terms of make-up artistry for the big day.
Well, fuggeddaboudit!!! The woman actually told me that she “isn’t sure” if their nail tech can do a French manicure!
I realize that there are many types of manicures, and many tips and tricks and nuances of the nail technician’s profession that may take a long time to master. False nails, for one. Airbrushing. Bling. But a French manicure? Isn’t that…you know…pretty basic? How do you even get hired as a nail tech if you can’t do one?
This is for a wedding. I don’t want a color on my nails. I’ll look like Cruella De Vil. And weddings, of all events, call for a certain focus on the hands of the participants.
Ordinarily, as I’ve said, I could care less about manicures. But puh-leez. I’m going to give you twenty dollars plus tip to give me…something other than what I want? Not. Gonna. Happen. I could do a crappy home job, or have TBS do a pretty good home job, for way cheaper; and even my crappy home job would look better than pink or red professional nails under the circumstances.
So – does anyone here know a GOOD salon in the vicinity of Troy, Mich., that does French manicures and good pedicures, plus maybe has some good make-up artists, that doesn’t cost an arm and a leg? Sound off in the combox…
