Wednesday, June 30, 2004
Sunday, June 27, 2004
Sunday, June 27, 2004
I reluctantly went with Galahad to his friends' beach party.
I have such a love-hate relationship with the beach. I love my Galahad
dearly so I sucked it up, put on a positive attitude, and tried to make the
best out of it.
First off, I don't like leaving the house much on the weekends. Secondly, I'm not so good at meeting new people sometimes. Then, there's the non-English speaking factor of a few of the people there. Thirdly, it's been as hot as the sun here lately. Plus, the sun isn't so good for me and is harder to control when I'm not in my backyard. Also, I don't really like dealing with the whole bikini factor anymore in public. And, the salt water dries my hair. Are you getting the picture yet that I didn't really want to go?
Galahad packed up our stuff while I sorted out the bikini dilemma. I settled on board shorts and a bikini top. Men have it so much easier and I'm starting to not fall for the "havta look sexy" concept anymore. I was so comfortable in board shorts while I watched all the other women pulling & tugging their suits to get comfortable. I did pull and adjust my top way too much though. I need to find a more comfy one.
We stopped at a sandwich shop at his insistence even though I brought my power bars and had just finished breakfast. We parked about half a mile away and traipsed in. Halfway to where we were supposed to meet everyone, I had burned off all of my breakfast calories and was dying for a fix. I started to make deals in my head. 50 more feet and I'll ask to break open the cooler and take a bite of sandwich. 20 more feet and I'll grab a power bar. Finally, I just whined out loud that I can't go much further. He laughed and said we're almost there.
We make it to where we're supposed to meet them and can't find them. Thank goodness for cell phones. He called and found out they're still looking for parking. Next, he explained to me that we can rent an umbrella. Little Miss Frugal here doesn't even ask how much until after I'm safely ensconced under one. I love Galahad so much at that moment for knowing my limitations, accepting them, and working to make them livable for both of us. =)
Then, we broke into that sub we bought and devoured it. Just as I'm polishing off the last few bites, some of his friends walked up. I was so thankful that I hadn't seen them 10 minutes prior while I was freaking out. :p
I'm still amazed at how hot it was. Usually, once I get settled and feel the ocean breeze, it's fine. This time, even in the shade, I felt as if I were in a furnace. We were both a teensy bit apprehensive about sea lice. They latch onto your skin exactly where you have material, so it's never in a pleasant spot. :p So after 30 minutes of feeling the hot ocean breezes and seeing no one freak out scratching, we decided to get brave and go in.
Wow, it felt so good! The water was probably about 78°F with small crashing waves. Galahad had to hold my hand so I didn't get pushed back to shore. I tried not to get my hair wet. Gah, I'm such a girl, but it really feels yucky and dry when salt water is on it. And, I start to look like Medusa without the benefit of her powers. :p One big wave took the decision out of my hands early on. It was much more fun that way. We went out a bit deeper and started to ride the waves. They got way too powerful for me to handle alone (all 104 pounds of me), so I held tightly to my guy. Meanwhile I was laughing so hard, I almost drowned.
I got tired and went back up to rest on our rented lounge chairs in the shade. Finally, it felt good and not too hot until I dried off completely. Then it was power bar time again since my sandwich calories were long gone. ;) Afterwards, we ran back to the water since the sand was starting to fry the soles off our feet.
All in all, I had a great time, despite the heat and all of my issues. Fortunately I didn't get too much sun either since I had slathered on sun block and then stayed mostly in shade.
First off, I don't like leaving the house much on the weekends. Secondly, I'm not so good at meeting new people sometimes. Then, there's the non-English speaking factor of a few of the people there. Thirdly, it's been as hot as the sun here lately. Plus, the sun isn't so good for me and is harder to control when I'm not in my backyard. Also, I don't really like dealing with the whole bikini factor anymore in public. And, the salt water dries my hair. Are you getting the picture yet that I didn't really want to go?
Galahad packed up our stuff while I sorted out the bikini dilemma. I settled on board shorts and a bikini top. Men have it so much easier and I'm starting to not fall for the "havta look sexy" concept anymore. I was so comfortable in board shorts while I watched all the other women pulling & tugging their suits to get comfortable. I did pull and adjust my top way too much though. I need to find a more comfy one.
We stopped at a sandwich shop at his insistence even though I brought my power bars and had just finished breakfast. We parked about half a mile away and traipsed in. Halfway to where we were supposed to meet everyone, I had burned off all of my breakfast calories and was dying for a fix. I started to make deals in my head. 50 more feet and I'll ask to break open the cooler and take a bite of sandwich. 20 more feet and I'll grab a power bar. Finally, I just whined out loud that I can't go much further. He laughed and said we're almost there.
We make it to where we're supposed to meet them and can't find them. Thank goodness for cell phones. He called and found out they're still looking for parking. Next, he explained to me that we can rent an umbrella. Little Miss Frugal here doesn't even ask how much until after I'm safely ensconced under one. I love Galahad so much at that moment for knowing my limitations, accepting them, and working to make them livable for both of us. =)
Then, we broke into that sub we bought and devoured it. Just as I'm polishing off the last few bites, some of his friends walked up. I was so thankful that I hadn't seen them 10 minutes prior while I was freaking out. :p
I'm still amazed at how hot it was. Usually, once I get settled and feel the ocean breeze, it's fine. This time, even in the shade, I felt as if I were in a furnace. We were both a teensy bit apprehensive about sea lice. They latch onto your skin exactly where you have material, so it's never in a pleasant spot. :p So after 30 minutes of feeling the hot ocean breezes and seeing no one freak out scratching, we decided to get brave and go in.
Wow, it felt so good! The water was probably about 78°F with small crashing waves. Galahad had to hold my hand so I didn't get pushed back to shore. I tried not to get my hair wet. Gah, I'm such a girl, but it really feels yucky and dry when salt water is on it. And, I start to look like Medusa without the benefit of her powers. :p One big wave took the decision out of my hands early on. It was much more fun that way. We went out a bit deeper and started to ride the waves. They got way too powerful for me to handle alone (all 104 pounds of me), so I held tightly to my guy. Meanwhile I was laughing so hard, I almost drowned.
I got tired and went back up to rest on our rented lounge chairs in the shade. Finally, it felt good and not too hot until I dried off completely. Then it was power bar time again since my sandwich calories were long gone. ;) Afterwards, we ran back to the water since the sand was starting to fry the soles off our feet.
All in all, I had a great time, despite the heat and all of my issues. Fortunately I didn't get too much sun either since I had slathered on sun block and then stayed mostly in shade.
Saturday, June 26, 2004
Saturday, June 26, 2004
I feel properly chastised. Here I am in my
self-centered little world, whining about hurt feelings and broken
friendships. Meanwhile, one of my whisperees is on the other side of
the world in a fucking war zone hoping for a glimpse of so-called regular
life. Hehe, so much pressure on me to paint him a pretty picture of
Americana. Laugh. Like I've *ever* been anything close to
Americana. :p
Most of my time has been spent either surviving the latest migraine or soul-searching. Nothing too exciting to report. My favorite time to think is in my backyard watching the multitude of lizards do lizard things. I guess we all like to glimpse someone else's world when we need to take a break from our own.
Most of my time has been spent either surviving the latest migraine or soul-searching. Nothing too exciting to report. My favorite time to think is in my backyard watching the multitude of lizards do lizard things. I guess we all like to glimpse someone else's world when we need to take a break from our own.
Thursday, June 24, 2004
Wednesday, June 23, 2004
Wednesday, June 23, 2004
I can't kick this migraine although I am thankful it's not
one of the really bad, wish-I-could-die ones. Fortunately, work is
being cooperative and I haven't been too busy or too stressed so far this
week. It probably didn't help that I went to the movies last night,
but I had made plans last week. This would be why I don't normally
like to plan that in advance. So, I medicated and had Galahad drive.
=)
He and a friend of ours were excited to see Riddick.
/rolls eyes
I had very low expectations and was pleasantly surprised. I was actually entertained. ;)
He and a friend of ours were excited to see Riddick.
/rolls eyes
I had very low expectations and was pleasantly surprised. I was actually entertained. ;)
Tuesday, June 22, 2004
Monday, June 21, 2004
Monday, June 21, 2004
I've decided I don't like Father's Day anymore than I care
for Mother's Day. Gah, I hate to be a bitter, sad person.
I called my dad yesterday and had a nice chat with him. I forewent the
obligatory card since I couldn't find one with the sentiment I felt. I
guess Hallmark doesn't make too much money on mixed-feeling cards. My
dad seemed happy, and for that, I'm happy.
Afterwards, we went over to Galahad's parents to visit. That is starting to get painful, watching his father get sick and steadily decline. That's all I can write now as I wave away the tears starting to form in my eyes. I had a nasty migraine last night, partly from the weather (thankfully we got some rain finally) and part I'm sure from emotional stress.
That's something I can rant about this morning. I seem to go through cycles of my emotions invoking strong reactions in others. I hate to make excuses, but I'm an emotional, passionate person. It's my nature. It won't change. Yes, I can try to control my emotions better. I in fact do try quite frequently. If anyone thinks I enjoy some of these intense moments, they are sorely mistaken. Even the happy ones can be overwhelming.
I seem to trigger bad reactions in others when I get what they call too emotional or oversensitive. It's usually (always?) men this happens with which makes me suspect it's their issue. However, if someone in a relationship has a problem, it quickly becomes both people's problem -- at least with me cuz I'm sensitive like that. :p
Afterwards, we went over to Galahad's parents to visit. That is starting to get painful, watching his father get sick and steadily decline. That's all I can write now as I wave away the tears starting to form in my eyes. I had a nasty migraine last night, partly from the weather (thankfully we got some rain finally) and part I'm sure from emotional stress.
That's something I can rant about this morning. I seem to go through cycles of my emotions invoking strong reactions in others. I hate to make excuses, but I'm an emotional, passionate person. It's my nature. It won't change. Yes, I can try to control my emotions better. I in fact do try quite frequently. If anyone thinks I enjoy some of these intense moments, they are sorely mistaken. Even the happy ones can be overwhelming.
I seem to trigger bad reactions in others when I get what they call too emotional or oversensitive. It's usually (always?) men this happens with which makes me suspect it's their issue. However, if someone in a relationship has a problem, it quickly becomes both people's problem -- at least with me cuz I'm sensitive like that. :p
Thursday, June 17, 2004
Thursday, June 17, 2004
I haven't been in the mood to write --- too many thoughts &
moods swirling in my mind that I couldn't solidify. I still am not
sure what to write.
I have one point I would like to make though. Insulting someone and
then saying it was a joke is not admirable behavior.
Saturday, June 12, 2004
Friday, June 11, 2004
Thursday, June 10, 2004
Wednesday, June 9, 2004
Tuesday, June 8, 2004
Monday, June 7, 2004
Sunday, June 6, 2004
Saturday, June 5, 2004
Friday, June 4, 2004
Thursday, June 3, 2004
Wednesday, June 2, 2004
Tuesday, June 1, 2004
Tuesday, June 1, 2004
Holy Cow!!! I actually received personalized mail back
from GlaxoSmithKline regarding my complaint of the new packaging of Imitrex.
Not only wasn't it a form letter, they also sent me a $10 coupon (shows you
how expensive this shit is, huh?). Anyway, here's an excerpt:
"We at GlaxoSmithKline are extremely sorry that you are disappointed with the new packaging for IMITREX® Tablets, and we thank you for your recent feedback. ... Unfortunately, as you have pointed out, these changes have, for some, made the package less user-friendly. ... We will be making changes to the packaging to include identification of individual tablets with medicine name and dose strength printed on each blister. Further changes will be focused on making the packaging easier for migraine sufferers to open. ..."
The corporate fuckers changed the packaging after several years of pills in perforated blister packs that were small enough to slip into a pocket and printed with the medicine on the outside so I didn't look like an illegal drug-user. Now, they come in a GIANT cardboard card (2.5x bigger) and are much harder to open, especially with a migraine, with no printing on the outside IF you took the time to cut them apart with a box cutter. Both types of packaging hold the same amount of pills -- nine. Also, somewhere along the way, they made the pills bigger so that I can't swallow them dry anymore. I loved being able to inconspicuously pull one out of a pocket, pop it in my mouth, and pretend I'm having a good time still. :p
I told them I would be switching to a competitor who actually cared what their customers thought if they did nothing. Since that would require a trip to the doctor and they did promise some changes, I think I will wait it out a bit.
"We at GlaxoSmithKline are extremely sorry that you are disappointed with the new packaging for IMITREX® Tablets, and we thank you for your recent feedback. ... Unfortunately, as you have pointed out, these changes have, for some, made the package less user-friendly. ... We will be making changes to the packaging to include identification of individual tablets with medicine name and dose strength printed on each blister. Further changes will be focused on making the packaging easier for migraine sufferers to open. ..."
The corporate fuckers changed the packaging after several years of pills in perforated blister packs that were small enough to slip into a pocket and printed with the medicine on the outside so I didn't look like an illegal drug-user. Now, they come in a GIANT cardboard card (2.5x bigger) and are much harder to open, especially with a migraine, with no printing on the outside IF you took the time to cut them apart with a box cutter. Both types of packaging hold the same amount of pills -- nine. Also, somewhere along the way, they made the pills bigger so that I can't swallow them dry anymore. I loved being able to inconspicuously pull one out of a pocket, pop it in my mouth, and pretend I'm having a good time still. :p
I told them I would be switching to a competitor who actually cared what their customers thought if they did nothing. Since that would require a trip to the doctor and they did promise some changes, I think I will wait it out a bit.
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