Wednesday, June 13, 2012

My Brazilian – Part 2



As promised, I said I would update you on all of my laser hair removal appointments so that you could hear the progress. My original appointment was scheduled for last week but when I showed up at the office they told me that my appointment was accidentally canceled and they couldn’t squeeze me in - I was very annoyed. They scheduled my new appointment for yesterday. This time I met with Carey. She was super nice and I immediately felt comfortable. She asked how I was doing and if I noticed any results yet. I told her I am so happy with the results already, it already started to work after only my first appointment. There are some spots where my hair follicles are completely dead. However, there are patches where it is growing back – this is normal. She said that I am right on track and it sounds like I am having great results so far. It was sort of the same routine this time except this time I did not have to wear tight goggles; I just wore these green sunglasses – very stylish. She said that she doesn’t make anyone wear the tight goggles unless she is doing hair removal around their face.

So before we got started she told me to let her know the pain level on a scale of 1 to 10… 10 being the worst. Much to my surprise the first jolt was not bad at all – I scored it at a 5. It hurt much worse the first appointment. She said she adjusts the laser setting to at least make the pain at a 5. When Toni did it last time, I remember the faint smell of burning hair, I didn’t really smell it this time. The room was a little bigger, so maybe that is why? The woman said that if the laser is on too high of a setting they can actually burn people – she then showed me a scar on her arm. I then wondered, did Toni have it on too high of a setting last time? Toni told me she looked for a pink color of the skin and the smell of burning hair. This time I didn’t experience either and Carey made no mention of it. I am just hoping that it works this time and that the laser was not set on too low of a setting to do its job. Carey said that people don’t understand that the laser will still work on a lower setting, it just all depends on the person’s skin type and how they have to adjust it. Since I have darker skin, she said she could burn me more easily than someone with lighter skin. Sounds kind of weird but it is true. We will see if it works at all – if not I will have to see if Carey can put the setting a notch or two higher. For the money I spent, I want to make sure it is working and although she said that the laser being a lower setting doesn’t matter, I assume it was higher when Toni did it and it seemed to work great the first time! We shall see. By the way, Carey said that I got 110 jolts this time - she usually only gives people about 90 but said she wanted to go over a few areas to make sure she got them. Now, this doesn't mean she zapped me 110 times. Overall, the appointment only took 15 minutes total, from the time I got into the room with Carey, til I got dressed and was out the door. It is a fast process - so far I reccomend it 100%! More updates next month to let you know if the second treatment worked!

Has anyone gotten laser hair removal? How was your pain level? I am just really hoping that it works this time since I had a little different of an experience.


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Monday, June 11, 2012

Random Acts of Kindness



Every once in a while, you meet someone who does the right thing for the right reasons. Or, if you are really lucky, a group of someones. No ulterior motives. Nothing to gain. No vain reasons for gaining ground and moving forward. They put themselves aside to move mountains for other people. For the simplicity of doing the right thing. Not for fortune, fame or glory.

My son's pediatric therapy center is run by just that person and staffed by just that group of people. They love what they do and you can see it in the way they act and interact. We've tried, tested and deserted our fair share of centers that "care" about kids. Like many businesses, even the non-profit ones, they are out to make a buck. Usher kids in and push them out. Discharge them before they are ready. Underestimate their abilities. It runs the gammot. Not this place. It sounds so cliche, but they really care.

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Friday, June 8, 2012

Adventures in Doggie Sitting




My mom is on vacation and while she is away I have taken ownership of her dog, Liberty. We did a trial run in March just to make sure all parties involved adjusted to the arrangement. So I am now 5 days into her 11 day stay. And things are going pretty smoothly. But it is a change for me. I get up earlier so I can walk and feed her. I don't run errands after work so I can walk her again since she has been cooped up inside all day.


Since I live in an apartment and don't have my own yard, she can't go outside by herself. She is used to having a fenced-in backyard where she can run around and lay outside if she chooses. I walk her twice before going to work and 2 or 3 times between coming home and going to bed. Thankfully she does really well on a leash.


She can be a little demanding. If she wants something, she will hit you with her paw. She'll usually hit you on the leg because that is what she can reach. But this morning, I heard her hit my bed twice before 6 am. She was ready to go outside. I was not. We eventually went outside, but after 6 am. She may be demanding, but I am still the boss.


Overall, it has been a pleasant experience. I will miss her when she goes home with my mom. It is nice to see her so excited when I come home. I talk to her and pretend that she cares what I am saying. I had to run to the basement to change over my laundry after walking her and I asked her to wait for me. And when I came up she was sitting on the landing waiting just like I asked.


I do want a dog of my own, but I am still determining if I want the full-time responsibility. Time will tell, but for now I am good with my house guest.
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Thursday, June 7, 2012

How Would You Sound With Auto-Tune?

Music, music these days sucks. Popular music especially. I can’t even stand to listen to the radio in the car any more – and for someone like me, who’s CD player has decided to stop playing burned CDs, the radio is the only option – and I hate it!

Where has all the good music gone? If I have to listen to another auto-tuned remix with Nicki Minaj or Rihanna, I might jump off a bridge. Not to mention the newest Gyote song has been given a “pop” remix just to play on our local pop music stations. It sucks.

Anyone can be a singer these days, great producers and some auto-tune can make a star out of just about anyone.

I don’t get it. Back in the day, artists were talented, wrote their own music and played their own instruments. I bet the members of LMAFO wouldn’t have the slightest clue what to do with a guitar.

I should have been a teenager in the 60s. I love me some Beatles, the Mamas and the Papas, CCR, Elvis and the Rolling Stones.

Don’t get me wrong… I have a very eclectic taste in music. I enjoy all genres. But most importantly, I enjoy talent. The “artists” these days are performers, putting on an act. They put on a show full of electric-induced music. Geeze, give me a good costume designer and some dance lessons, and I could be the next big thing.

Good music touches your soul, makes you feel something, brings out a good memory. I feel bad that the kids today are going to grow up listening to the less-than-talented Katy Perry. Introducing them to actual performers, like Adele, is a much better choice.

Now, this is my opinion… many of you may agree, or agree to disagree. But I all hope that you can relate to at least ONE good song that brings you back to an amazing time in your life (I just hope it’s not LMFAO).
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Wednesday, June 6, 2012

I Finally Made Something My Husband Likes!

My mom gets the Taste of Home magazine sent to my house. Even though it is a magazine that reminds me of my grandma (and other old people) there are some decent recipes that are easy enough that even I can make them.

I am not sure if I have ever mentioned that I am not the cook in the house. I can prep like crazy, but then cooking is another story. The husband says I just blame it on the appliance (hence my post about my oven but I still swear it doesn't work right!) But regardless, I try and try to make things that he enjoys.

My latest venture was kind of out of the ballpark with what he would normally eat. He is not a dessert person, prefers vegetables over ice cream any day (I am not sure why we are so good for each other because I could eat ice cream for dinner every day!) but sometimes when the moment is right, he will eat something besides veggies. Typically, this would be a lemon shaved ice cup, freezer pops or very rarely, but if the moment strikes, cheesecake - NO TOPPINGS!

So when I was flipping through my Taste of Home, I came across a recipe for Lemon & Cream Pops. Sounded pretty good to me and I figured he might like it since it is lemon and frozen. So I made them. I will show/explain to you how:

1. In a bowl, whisk one 14-oz. can of sweetened condensed milk, 1 cup of whole milk, 1/2 cup of fresh lemon juice, 1/3 cup of sugar and 1/2 tsp. of grated lemon peel.
*I bought 5 lemons, they were bigger, to try to get the 1/2 cup of fresh lemon juice. I hand squeezed the lemons, so notice the seeds that I scooped out. It really only took 4 lemons to get the 1/2 cup.
2. Mix all ingredients until the sugar is dissolved (it really didn't take long).
3. Pour mixture into ice pop molds or 3 oz. paper cups. I found these ice pop molds at Marshalls for $6.99! My suggestion is to just use your measuring cup to pour it into the molds. Remember to leave space for freezing!
4. Place the molds or paper cups with wooden sticks into the freezer. Freeze for 6-8 hours or until solid.

5. When frozen, be careful pulling the stick or cup off. You may need to run some hot water over the mold to get it out. Here is the final product! Not as pretty as it could've been since it was super stuck.

They are actually really good and are great for a hot evening. I hope you enjoy this easy recipe!!

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Tuesday, June 5, 2012

Advice to the Class of 2012



On the way into work today a radio show was talking about advice to the class of 2012. As the class of 2012 begins the journey onto the next part of their life, I am sure they have heard many different types of advice. This got me reflecting on my high school and college years and where I am now in life. It is tough growing up, I am not old by any means but college was definitely the best years of my life and the real world isn’t really all that it is talked up to be. It is hard to find a job and paying for things on your own is no fun. You might not be 100% happy with the career path you chose so be ready for that, it is normal. I am pretty happy with my career choice overall, although I don’t always enjoy “reporting to someone” - I think that feeling is pretty normal though. Anyway, some of you might remember the speech “Wear Sunscreen” that was popular in the late 90’s. They played it today on the radio and I think it is still true for 2012, it is great advice.

The speech was delivered by Kurt Vonnegut, author of “Slaughterhouse Five” to a graduating class. It was the most popular speech that he never wrote. It actually was from a column written by Chicago Tribune columnist Mary Schmich. Here is the speech:


“Ladies and gentlemen of the class of '98: Wear sunscreen.

If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience. I will dispense this advice now.

Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Oh, never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they've faded. But trust me, in 20 years, you'll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked. You are not as fat as you imagine.

Don't worry about the future. Or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind, the kind that blind side you at 4 PM on some idle Tuesday.

Do one thing every day that scares you.

Sing.

Don't be reckless with other people's hearts. Don't put up with people who are reckless with yours.

Floss.

Don't waste your time on jealousy. Sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind. The race is long and, in the end, it's only with yourself.

Remember compliments you receive. Forget the insults. If you succeed in doing this, tell me how.

Keep your old love letters. Throw away your old bank statements.

Stretch.

Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives. Some of the most interesting 40-year-olds I know still don't.

Get plenty of calcium.

Be kind to your knees. You'll miss them when they're gone.

Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll have children, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll divorce at 40, maybe you'll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don't congratulate yourself too much, or berate yourself either. Your choices are half chance. So are everybody else's.

Enjoy your body. Use it every way you can. Don't be afraid of it or of what other people think of it. It's the greatest instrument you'll ever own.

Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but your living room.

Read the directions, even if you don't follow them.

Do not read beauty magazines. They will only make you feel ugly.

Get to know your parents. You never know when they'll be gone for good.

Be nice to your siblings. They're your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.

Understand that friends come and go, but with a precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle, because the older you get, the more you need the people who knew you when you were young.

Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard.

Live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.

Travel.

Accept certain inalienable truths: Prices will rise. Politicians will philander. You, too, will get old. And when you do, you'll fantasize that when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble, and children respected their elders.

Respect your elders.

Don't expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund. Maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse. But you never know when either one might run out.

Don't mess too much with your hair or by the time you're 40 it will look 85.

Be careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia. Dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it's worth.

But trust me on the sunscreen.”




So congratulations to the class of 2012 who will explore another part of their life. To the rest of us, I think that this advice still holds true so don’t forget your sunscreen this summer!







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Monday, June 4, 2012

Out With the Old and in With the New!


Did you ever notice that when you have something for a very long time, you just kind of become attached to it?  Like your car for example...I have been driving my “little green machine” for almost 13 years and I just love that little car.  It was the first new car I’ve ever bought myself and it was perfect.  It was sporty and fun and girlie and it’s gotten me around everywhere and has hauled everything.

Well, this past Thursday I had to say good-bye to my Mazda Protégé a.k.a. the little green machine and I bought myself a new ride…a 2013 Mazda CX5 and I LOVE it!  This is the first new car I’ve bought myself in 13 years, I went fully loaded.  It's red with sparkles in the paint (like the photo) and it has a sun roof, navigation, hands free for my phone and iPod, even my headlights move with the direction of my steering wheel.  It’s crazy how smart this car is.  For the last few days, I’ve just been sitting around reading the owner’s manual on how to take advantage of all of its bells and whistles.  But, I have to admit I do still miss my other car.  It was perfectly broken in just for me.  But, I guess I’m kind of lucky because I can visit my old little car whenever I want to…even drive him if I want.  How?  Why?  Well, my parent’s ended up buying him from me so that they could have a second car.  They wanted something cheap and that looks good and something that will last for a few more years and my little green machine is that perfect car.  After all, I’m convinced that he has another 13 years left him! 

J J  I have a new car!  I’m so excited!!!
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