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Music Asks:

Someone on sent me this list several months ago, and, slacker that I am, I’m just now getting around to it! It’s actually pretty damn difficult to come up with a song for each of these, but I’m gonna do my best..

1:A song you like with a color in the title: “Blue Spanish Sky” by Chris Isaak

2:A song you like with a number in the title: “1985” by Bowling For Soup

3:A song that reminds you of summertime : ” Good Vibrations” by The Beach Boys!

4:A song that reminds you of someone you would rather forget about: “According To You” by Orianthi

5:A song that needs to be played LOUD: “Ballroom Blitz” by Sweet

6:A song that makes you want to dance: “Twisting The Night Away” by Sam Cooke

7:A song to drive to: “Under The Boardwalk” by The Drifters

8:A song about drugs or alcohol: “Why Don’t We Get Drunk and Screw” by Jimmy Buffett

9:A song that makes you happy: “You Gotta Have A Gimmick” from Gypsy

10:A song that makes you sad: “Whiskey Lullaby” by Brad Paisley & Alison Krauss

11:A song that you never get tired of : “Daybreak” by Barry Manilow

12:A song from your preteen years: “The Night the Lights Went Out in Georgia” by Vicki Lawrence

13:One of your favorite 80’s songs: “The Warrior” by Scandal featuring Patty Smyth

14:A song that you would love played at your wedding: “True Companion” by Marc Cohn

15:A song that is a cover by another artist: the Tom Jones version of “Kiss” is better than Prince’s original.

16:One of your favorite classical songs: “Bach:Prelude from Unaccompanied Cello Suite No. 1 in G Major, Bwv 1007” by Yo-Yo Ma

17:A song that would sing a duet with on karaoke: “Suddenly Seymour” from Little Shop of Horrors

18:A song from the year that you were born: ” (Sittin’ On) The Dock Of The Bay” by Otis Redding

19:A song that makes you think about life : “Angel From Montgomery” by Bonnie Raitt

20:A song that has many meanings to you: “I’ve Still Got My Health” by Bette Midler

21:A favorite song with a person’s name in the title: “Cecilia” by Simon & Garfunkel

22:A song that moves you forward: “God Give Me Strength” — I prefer the version from the film ‘Grace of My Heart’

23:A song that you think everybody should listen to: “Love Can Build a Bridge” by the Judds

24:A song by a band you wish were still together: “Message In A Bottle” by the Police

25:A song by an artist no longer living “Faith” by George Michael. I miss him.

26:A song that makes you want to fall in love: (This one doesn’t quite fit, since I am already in love) : “Roses and Violets” by Alexander Jean

27:A song that breaks your heart: “You Can’t Make Old Friends” by Kenny Rogers and Dolly Parton.

28:A song by an artist with a voice that you love: “How’s the World Treating You” by Alison Krauss & James Taylor

29:A song that you remember from your childhood: “Return To Sender” by Elvis

30:A song that reminds you of yourself: “Bird On A Wire” by Leonard Cohen


My reasoning on some of my choices are rather random, but I’m not changing them now!

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Challenge Catch-Up

I am so bad at this. I started the month of April off with what was supposed to be a 30-Day Challenge, and promptly forgot all about it. Now it’s seven-days later, and I’ve still only done that first day’s challenge. But never fear, faithful minions, I shall catch up, with today’s post, which contains seven days: Day 4, 5, 11, 12, 14, 19, and 20.

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Day 4: The meaning behind my Tumblr name. My Tumblr name is “BossyBookworm,” (which is my profile name on most social media) and the meaning is just what is sounds like— I am bossy, pushy, dominating, even intimidating, I’ve been told! And oh, yes, I am a bookworm. Like Scout Finch, I was born reading. Simple as that…

Day 5: Five places I want to visit.  My dream vacay involves visiting great libraries & museums, especially the Smithsonian Institute, The Louvre, The Metropolitan, The British Museum, The Rock & Roll Hall of Fame. That’s just ONE trip, someday…  Now I want to go to Universal Orlando so I can see the Wizarding World of Harry Potter (and maybe run into Draco Malfoy….) . I’d like to go back to some of the places I visited as a child, like Mount Rushmore, or the Grand Mesa, or the Colorado National Monument. And I want to visit Albuquerque again. I miss New Mexico.

Day 11: What’s your favorite quote?  “Fall seven times, stand up eight.” – Japanese Proverb

Day 12: Screenshot your desktop:  Screenshot (132)

Day 14: Provide pictures of 5 celebrity crushes: (so ( I couldn’t choose just 5. big deal..)

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Been crushing on Bruce since his Moonlighting days.

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As far as I’m concerned, Vincent is the ONLY Thor. 

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Dwayne Rocks my world.

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Alexander is the reason I love vampires. And Swedes. 

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Oh, Captain, my Captain… Sasha is the reason I’m keeping Portland Grimm. 

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Tom just won 10,000 points for Slytherin! 

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Daniel & Darren: they’re Harry-Fucking-Potters!!  

Day 19: A list of all the places you’ve lived:

Born in Custer, South Dakota. Topeka, Kansas until I was 11, then Grand Junction, Colorado until after high school. I lived here in Portland for a year, then went back to Colorado and went back to college; after another year I moved to Nampa, Idaho to go to school there. Two years later I followed my family to Albuquerque, New Mexico, where my younger sister was attending the University of New Mexico; our folks moved down there so she could get in-state tuition, and so did I. New Mexico was home for enough time that I was finally able to finish my BA. After that I moved back up her to the Pacific Northwest, which has been home ever since. Mostly the Portland area, but in Vancouver, as well. That’s it.

Day 20: Concerts you’ve attended:

Barry Manilow was the first, back in 1985. The Monkees, in 86 or 87.  Reba McEntire & Brooks & Dunn.  I had tickets to see Chris Isaak at the Portland Zoo, and was so excited about it, but we didn’t get to see the show; my ex got sick, and we had to take him to the ER. And Jimmy Buffett.  (This doesn’t count all of the choral and choir concerts & recitals I’ve attended and performed in over the years!)

 

 

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A 30-Day Challenge for April

In a folder on my Google Drive, I have nearly 150 “journal prompts” saved from various sources online. Some of these prompts are years old, some I saved just last week, but until now, I’ve never actually been prompted by any. I’ve decided to begin this new month by challenging myself to write each day, following this list:

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Day 1: some basic things about myself:  

The basics of me? Curvy, short, bossy, crafty, and smart.  When I decide to do something, I do it to the best of my ability. Of course, I’m also lazy to the bone.

Tomorrow, some likes and dislikes!

 

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Toothless Wonder

In my last post, I talked about the horrible tooth infection that was causing me so much pain, and the dentist that didn’t help me at all. (Yes, I realize that I posted that WAAAAY back at the beginning of February. What can I say–I’m a slacker.) Well, later that month, I had a seizure while standing in front of a Dollar Tree store waiting for my Uber to arrive, and ended up in the ER. Four stitches in my right eyebrow, a slight concussion, and as the topper, the impact with the sidewalk knocked that bridge so loose that I’ve had to have it removed. After much searching, I was given an appointment at the OHSU Dental School, and had high hopes of getting things fixed there, but it was not to be. My insurance wouldn’t cooperate with all of the other things that needed to be done, and I was getting desperate. So, I returned to the same dental office I’d been to before, fearful of running into Dr. Idiot again. My luck had changed! He is no longer there, and the staff I’ve dealt with since is truly FABULOUS– and, I will say, all quite good-looking, as well.

Decisions had to be made about how to fix things, and I chose to have them remove the few upper teeth I had left, and make an upper denture– all things that my insurance will pay for. This involved quite a bit more pain, since that tooth that had been infected was a bitch to get pulled. I swear, the root on that thing went all the way up my head and wrapped around a time or two. After the doctor finished with that side of my mouth, I went home and was ready to curl up and die for a few days. And here is why I like these guys so much: because we’d had so much trouble & pain with the left side of my mouth, they gave me the option to use laughing gas for the right side, which is apparently not done very much anymore. I jumped at the chance, and ended up sleeping through most of the extractions. While there was still some residual pain, it was much less, because the spot where those shots were given hurt! Two weeks ago I had my first impressions made for the denture, and later this week, I go back for a second one. I was hoping to have teeth in time for Halloween, but Mr Ji (the denture wizard) says that the first or second week of November is more likely. So at least I’ll be able to actually eat Thanksgiving dinner, and let me tell you, I will be incredibly thankful for that! I am so sick of soft foods and gumming foods into submission that I could cry. My stomach is calling out for a plate of crunchy tacos with green chile and lots of cheese, or a bunch of spiral-sliced with a side of green beans. Maybe a big thick steak, nice and rare, dipped in A-1. Okay, I have to stop now, I’m starting to drool.  Soup just isn’t a substitute for any of this stuff. My toothless days cannot end too soon!

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Pain & Pages

It’s been a heck of a month for me, filled with pain and stupidity, almost all mine. A tooth that my dental bridge is attached to developed an infection behind it. The front of my mouth was so sore I couldn’t eat anything harder than a popsicle. Within a day, the right side of my face was swollen, and I was going through an ice pack every hour. While I waited to get in to see the dentist, I sucked on ice cubes, popsicles, and even tried a teething ring (that didn’t help at all). I used OraJel on my gums, and Aspercreme on my face, trying to relieve some of the pain. Tell you what, that OraJel stuff is a godsend! It numbs everything, at least for a while…  I finally got in to see the dentist, Dr Idiot. After taking x rays, all he could tell me was what I already knew. Infection. And that he couldn’t do anything to fix it, because the tooth is attached to the bridge, and they’d have to remove the entire bridge. He kept repeating the “Six grand” until I was on the brink of tears.

Until the late 90’s I had perfect teeth. Then, one Friday, working at a YMCA Before-and-After-School program, I had a seizure while on the playground with the kids. I fell face forward onto the blacktop, knocking out my top four front teeth. I had to have the stumps pulled, and for several years, wore a little flipper–fake teeth that I could take out. Then I finally was able to get this bridge put in, thanks to the folks at the OHSU Dental School, and until a few years ago, it was perfect, too. Then the front two teeth got chipped, and I look like a hillbilly meth addict. It’s gone downhill from there, with pain and some more chips. My insurance won’t pay to replace it, because it’s considered a cosmetic procedure. So if I want to fix the bridge, the teeth that are causing me pain, any of it, I have to figure out a way to come up with at least $6000. Which means I’m stuck with this damn broken bridge and pain forever–unless some fairy godparent sends me a check.

To add to the indignity, Dr Idiot refused to give me any good pain meds, but prescribed me something called Tramadol, which caused an allergic reaction that scared the hell out of me. Sent me into a huge panic attack, constricted breathing, and itching as well. When I called the office the next day to ask for a different pain med, he told me “if you’d just get over this, you’d be fine”  and “we don’t normally prescribe narcotics.” At this point I was crying and close to yelling at him, saying I didn’t want narcotics, just something that wouldn’t kill me, and that I was pretty sure we were no longer in a normal situation. He finally agreed to give me a new med. Of course, I didn’t get it until three days later. The antibiotic has helped a lot, and my face is no longer swollen, most of the pain is gone. I’ve four more days of antibiotics, and then we’ll see what happens.

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But that couldn’t possibly be the only pain the universe inflicted on me, right? I’m convinced that somewhere there’s a demon with a voodoo doll of me, and they’re randomly poking, prodding & pinching that doll all the fucking time. As soon as my face started feeling better, my sciatica started acting up, causing my left leg some serious pain. Also making me walk like Elmo’s friend Mr Noodle, which is just ridiculous.  Standing & walking hurt so bad that I just gave up and spent most the last two weeks in bed. From my spot here among the pillows I’ve done half a dozen small craft projects (crafting soothes me — I’ll do a post about these phone cases I’m decorating soon), read a ton, watched way too many beauty bloggers on YouTube, and binge watched huge amounts of Netflix. I’m on Season 6 of “Once Upon A Time” and frankly, I’m a bit annoyed, but I will save that for another day as well.

There was more stupidity, and that was mine involving the other side of my face. Just as one side is feeling & looking better, I managed to give myself a shiner. Yep. Yesterday morning I was sitting on the bed, dropped my phone, ad in reaching for it, slid off the bed onto the floor. Landed face first on the edge on a hard container sitting nearby, bruising my right brow bone. Last night when I went to bed it was tender but not bruised; this morning I looked in the mirror and damn! That whole area around my eye is pink and purple. I’ve never been so glad to have so much makeup at my disposal– in just a few minutes I covered the entire thing up, and I look fantastic! #iwokeuplikethis

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On a different note, I can’t post any book reviews because, well, the only stuff I seem to be reading these days is fanfiction. My tablet is full of all sorts of reading material: Oscar Wilde & Dorothy Parker. Bram Stoker & Edgar Allan Poe, Stephen King, Joe Hill & Owen King. Alton Brown & Julia Childs. Jane Austen & Elizabeth Berg & Maya Angelou & Oprah.  Self-help, mysteries, thrillers, erotica, poetry, memoirs, true crime, classics, biography, fantasy, young adult, and even some odd non-fiction. Yet I keep going back to the fanfiction, like a junkie goes back to the needle. One of my goals for 2018 was to read actual books. Maybe I should try it.

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Hip Hip Hooray.

Today I trekked all the way across town and back to see the doctor and get an x-ray so he could send me an email and tell me there’s nothing wrong with my hip. I must be imagining this excruciating pain, I guess. If I could move my leg that far, I’d be tempted to kick something.  Wait, I already did that! Yeah, seems as if everytime I walk the last two days, I manage to jam my poor toes into something hard, including a couple of doorframes,   a metal trunk, the freezer, and more than once, Brandon’s steel-toed boots! My toes hurt almost as badly as my hip.

The hip has been giving me trouble on and off for the last year– I sleep on my left side, and apparently, that hip is tired of being at the bottom of the heap. Every few days I’d wake up in the night with it aching, roll over onto the other side, or my back, and things would mostly be okay. Then, on Monday night, I had a seizure sometime during the night, and that just aggravated everything. All day Tuesday I was in major pain– and not just the usual after a brain party kind of pain! Sure, I had a headache, I’d bitten my tongue, and the muscles in my calves are stretched to the breaking point. But this pain in my hip is something new–something bigger. I spent most of the day in tears, in med, with beneath ice packs. Big fun. And, of course, now Dr Jeff has said the x-ray shows nothing wrong. ARRRRRGGGHHH!!!!!

Oh well. On with my life, I guess.