Saturday, October 16, 2004
A hair short of what I really wanted:
This morning I made my fifty minute trek to Ames so I could get my usual six week haircut. I know it is sort of a long drive just for a haircut (I've even caught flack from some because I pay $65 for it), but it is worth it. I love the guy. He's funnier than hell, tells me a lot of NYC tales because he is originally from there and goes back often, and he hits the mark when it comes to what I want done every time although I today was sort of an exception. We were looking at a picture in a magazine that was exactly how I wanted but when he styled my hair, it looked nothing like it. It was ok, but I wasn't sure if I liked it. The moment I stepped outside, the wind blew the hairspray out but that ended up being a good thing. I actually liked the result. LOL I also found out once I got home and restyled my hair that I was able to make it look close to what that picture looked like. It seems he cut it correctly, just styled it differently. :)
I stopped at Sam's Club and WalMart on the way home to do the grocery shopping but when I got there, there was some sort of shindig taking place in the parking lot that was put on by a local fire department meaning not a parking spot in sight. Nope no way am I braving that - shopping will be waiting until later!
Later happened about 7pm. Not usually a good time for WalMart because it is so busy but I didn't have a choice, Sam's closes at 8:30pm. Actually, I was surprised how busy Sam's was. You would have thought everyone saw the cooler weather as a sign of a blizzard or something the way the place was crawling with people.
WalMart was much the same as Sam's only with many more interesting characters. The one that we shop at isn't in a bad neighborhood, however, I feel it is sort of crappy compared to others I have been to. I call it the Ghetto WalMart. LOL
Last week when we went, there was this guy that had a wadded up coat and stuck it down on a low shelf where the tuna was. Now that was very peculiar. Made me wonder if there was some kind of wack drug deal going down like you see in the movies and stuff. I said something to Ant and after thinking about it for a moment, he agreed. LOL I don't remember hearing any news stories to confirm this so I think my mind was running away with me but you never know. LOL
Today we saw a group of young people that were very curious. Three of them had bandanas on and the fourth a kind of cowboy hat. What was strange was the guy with the hat was carrying dowel rods and some cloth - not exactly the sort of thing you would expect to see someone walking around with in the manner he was.
At the checkout, we ran into another curious character - the checker himself. He was very chatty and most of what he said was just a bunch of rambling. When I first looked at him, I thought he just had an odd nose but when I looked again, I realized he had managed to wipe blue ink on himself. I had to look away to keep from giggling.
Oh the people you run into when shopping at Wally World!
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Tuesday, October 12, 2004
Look Ma - No cavities!
After work today, I got to go to the dentist for my six month cleaning/check up. Once the hygienist got done with her cleaning, the man himself came over to have a look. When he walks up to me, he asks me what is new and tells me that I look different. I tell him I don't know how. He goes through the usual, hair and weight routine and I said that my hair was a bit shorter but that was about it. Then I remembered, I had my new sweater on that I got in NYC so I said, "Oh, I have a new shirt on!". He laughed and said, "That's it!" The guy totally cracks me up which is something that I never thought I would say about a dentist. You see when I was a child, I was terrified of the dentist mainly because the one that I had at that time was not very good with children especially those like me who were chickens to begin with. When I first went to the guy I see now, it was out of desperation as I had a tooth which broke and it had to be fixed by a root canal. My mom had this done before and from what she told me, I was certainly NOT looking forward to it. I ended up getting so worked up about it that the first time I went to have the work done, I ended up bawling and not having anything done. Even the gas didn't help to calm me down.
The next time I went in (about a week later), I took my ex-boyfriend with whom I was still really good friends with me to make sure I got done what needed to be done. I was nervous as hell but I did get through it. Amazingly enough, the dentist was true to his word about it not hurting too! I didn't even need the pain killers he gave me a prescription for once the novocaine wore off. The dentist I had when I was a child would always say, "It won't hurt." or, "That doesn't hurt." and let me tell you it hurt like hell! ASSHOLE! How dare he tell such lies.
This dentist experience was SOOOO much different than anything I had ever experienced before and I can't say how happy I am that I was able to find this guy. These days I no longer dread walking into such offices and it is such a wonderful feeling! What makes it even better is that this particular dentist accepts the HMO insurance my company offers so it only costs me $4/month in order for routine check ups and minor work to be done. :)
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Sunday, October 10, 2004
The Lumberyard - where the only wood you will find is of the male variety:
Hubby has a co-worker whose wife wanted to go to this place (it's a nudie juice bar) for her birthday. I've always been been against going to these places because I feel that they are nothing more than selling women as a piece of meat but decided to bite the bullet and go just this once since it was Shannon's birthday and I knew that her husband, my husband, and a friend of theirs would never stop harassing me about going if I didn't try it once.
To put it in the words of Nickelback, NEVER AGAIN!
I could find nothing more to this place than somewhere to take part in a legal form of prostitution. I was put off even more by watching guys that I know pay $1 to have some woman they don't even know shaking her boobs in their faces and then the guys bragging about it. Thankfully, Ant didn't participate and I didn't have to see the lap dance Shannon and her hubby paid $25 for. ICK!
Call me a prude if you must. My parents raised me to have more respect for others and myself than to be part of that.
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Friday, October 08, 2004
Ewwww! What's that smell???
Last night we found out that we have a gas leak in our house. I guess a couple of the women from the association (we live in a town home) were walking by, thought they smelled gas, and called the gas company. What was really creepy was that they had knocked on the door and neither of us heard them because we had both fallen asleep. Next thing I know, I am sitting in the loft watching tv and all of a sudden I look up and see a flashlight shining up on the ceiling. It was the guy from the gas company shining his flashlight in the window. I peered over the railing and yelled, "What the hell are you doing?" not knowing who it was and he motioned for me to come down and talk to him, that's when he told me what was going on and asked if he could come in and take some readings. I let him and he wasn't able to find anything. Because he couldn't, he suggested that the leak was quite possibly in the wall - GREAT! Then again, the guy was sort of a doofus so maybe he would be wrong. I mean about an hour into this whole ordeal, I look over at him and what do I see - him sitting in his truck smoking a cigarette of all things! Hello! Gas leak here, is that wise? DUH!
Anyway, the woman from the association who lives close and originally smelled the gas also came over and she called Mary from the property management company. Mary in turn called someone from the heating and cooling company to come out and have a look since they would be the ones who would have to take care of the problem if it were inside the house. They ended up turning the gas off and the guy from the heating and cooling place told me that he would have someone call me the next morning (today) and make an appointment to come out and start searching the wall for the leak. Wonderful. So what you are really telling me is that I am making an appointment to have one of the walls in my house torn up and depending on which bits are cut out, I may have to try and repair my paint job. This would be no easy task if they were to cut out portions from the plant ledge which face into the living room (see pic below).
Luckily, the two nice guys that came out this afternoon only had to cut one 18" square hole in the ceiling area just off to the right of what you can see in the picture in order to fix the problem and no paint was damaged. YIPPIE!! They were also very kind to the drywall - Thank God! From what we were told, there was a manufacturing defect in the flexible piping meaning the hole had been there ever since the house was built and we moved in! They theorized that the gas was leaking from the small hole out into the space between the piping and the plastic covering so it was sort of contained. They figured that this would be about the only way someone on the outside of the house would be able to smell the leak. More than anything it's lucky we didn't gas ourselves to death as neither Anthony or I could smell it. We can only guess that was because it was a slow leak which had been here all along and we got accustomed to it without knowing.
Right now we are just waiting for the work order to be processed so the drywaller can come patch the spot where the cuts were made. The guys from the heating and cooling company screwed the piece of drywall back in so there wasn't a gaping whole to look at but of course it still needs to be professionally fixed. The good thing is that since all of this was caused by a manufacturing defect, the association will cover all the costs. The bad part is that more than likely, they will take the cost, average it across all the houses in the association and raise the dues which means in the end, we will pay a portion. Oh well, it's fixed and that is most important.
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