Tag: random
It’s like Groundhog Birthday
Thirty-five all over again!
This past weekend, I had to take my continuing ed classes to keep my MT license up-to-date. If you don’t know what MT stands for, understand that I don’t want Googling perverts to land here; you can find the answer here, and PLEASE don’t use “that word” in any comments (if you do, I’ll delete it). I’ve only just recently managed to stop the late-night phone calls from strange men. I don’t want to start being inundated by e-mails from them. THANK YOU. Be forewarned: The MT profession is about healthcare, not sex, and jokes about it make me really cranky.
Even though I no longer have a practice, it was an investment, and I’m not about to let my license lapse. Of course, I had two years to do this, and waited until the last possible minute to cram my classes into two days. Although the instructor is a personable man who does his best, anyone would have limitations when it comes to discussing Texas law for twelve hours.
After class on Saturday, all I wanted to do was sleep. So on Sunday, I went to the gym after class, which helped. Then I came home and cooked dinner, including dessert.
Bonus photo for TimStalkers:
And finally!, for my birthday, I got Little Miss Sunshine, which I LOVED!
Thank you so much for your cards, e-mails, and posts. Thirty-five is something everyone should celebrate! Again, and again, and again, and again…
Button Sunday
Second day in>mind-numbing class.
The doctor is not really in.
Ugh
Reading that the recalled pet food might be tainted with rat poison gives me bad flashbacks. It’s reassuring to go to the Wysong and Whole Foods Web sites and read that their products are not affected by the Menu Foods recall.
A little editor in all of us
I was reading Jeffrey Ricker’s blog, and he mentioned that at his gym, he recently noticed the signs “Mens Locker Room” and “Womens Locker Room,” with no apostrophes to indicate the words as possessive.
One of the most memorable mistakes I ever saw was when I was about twelve. It was Christmas season, and my father parked in front of a store with a huge sign in the window that advertised, “Neckless For Sale!” I still don’t know what creature was neckless; my parents refused to buy it because they said they’d be the ones who ended up feeding it. 😉
Do you have a favorite misspelled, poorly punctuated, or grammatically incorrect sign?
Button Sunday
Another advantage of going to the gym
Today while I was in the pool, two and a half lanes were filled with fit young guys who were auditioning trying out to be Navy Seals. Not only did I get to watch them while I worked out, but I got to talk to the Navy guy who was testing them and hear more about Navy Seals.
It kind of rocked.
Button Sunday
in*con*gru*ous, adjective
Palest female in Montrose, in her car singing, “This is why, This is why, This is why I’m hot, I’m hot coz I’m fly, You ain’t coz you’re not…”
I love it when Tim and Rex leave the radio on 104.9.
WE ARE ON A BREAK!
Me and LiveJournal that is. I’m kind of under the weather, and that’s why I haven’t commented on many of your funny and photographic and interesting posts. I did manage to get a few things accomplished today, with Tom’s help since he’s off of work. A package went out to a special someone in NC. I made Tim’s and my reservations for Saints and Sinners. I paid some bills.
And now I’m going back to bed. Later…