Thursday, August 30, 2007

Put your feet up and scoot your tush closer to me

Meet my gynecologist Dr. X. (I am witholding his identity because I had a dream he found this blog and then dropped me as a patient. I don't think I could handle that kind of rejection/embarrassment right now. But, if you want you can click on the link to his book if you are really curious.)

He is ranked one of the top 10 ob/gyns in the country! Only the best for me. I have a huge crush on him even though I am well aware that may not be healthy (although I am told it is not uncommon) and I know it is bad of me to I think he gives me the best breast exams I have ever had (he warms up his hands first and is very thorough ). Even sadder, I read his book. http://www.amazon.com/Reclaiming-Desire-Keys-Finding-Libido/dp/1579546838/ref=pd_bbs_2/105-0004655-0360456?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1188503259&sr=8-2
Yes, it seems he really understands a woman’s needs. His wife is a very lucky woman.

Isn’t he handsome? He always gives me a hug and kiss on the cheek after the exam and once he told me I was "a cutie". He also gave me his cell phone number if I ever have any concerns or problems. Does your gyno do that?


So at this point I'm completely outing myself as a total loser but I did fail to mention that Dr. X was a concert promoter in the 80s (when he was in college) for big acts like Ray Charles, Run DMC, and 10,000 Maniacs. How amazing is he?

Sunday, August 26, 2007

Guess Who's Getting A Kitchen Aid Mixer?




Its my Villanova roommate Carolyn who just got engaged to one fine looking Aussie accountant. Congratulations!

Monday, August 13, 2007

Thursday, August 2, 2007

Flowers in the Attic


Did you ever see that movie? It was one of the most popular made-for-TV movies of all time and my sister and I loved it. It was taken from one of those cheesy cut out cover horror novels you can find in drug stores alongside the regular old bodice rippers and big sellers like She’s Come Undone, Lovely Bones, The Secret, and whatever new Tom Clancy/John Grisham vehicle the publishing houses are pushing. I thought the book was riveting with its adult subject matter and curse words since I must have been around 12 at the time. It was something about these kids who lost their father and were left penniless so they and their mother moved back into her parent’s house. The kids were kept hidden in the attic by their sociopath grandmother who tells them that (I am not exactly sure about this part) that their parents were half-uncle and niece so the shame of their existence was kept hidden from their mother’s dying father. This is because if they were found out by dying grandfather then their mother wouldn’t get her inheritance and they would remain poor. So, they are locked in the attic for several years while their mother is manipulated by their grandmother who slowly tries to kill them by sprinkling little bits of arsenic on their donuts. Oh, and the two oldest children, after years of isolation and reaching adolescence, form an incestuous relationship kinda like Brooke Shields and that guy with the blond curly haired guy did in The Blue Lagoon. Good stuff.

So I got a little carried away with that but… where was I going with this… oh, yeah, this is going to be my last post for 3 weeks or so since I will confined to the second floor of my parents house similar to that book/movie. I doubt it will be as bad. My parents have a lovely deck off their bedroom upstairs so I can be outside (and maybe get a little tan), they have cable in my old bedroom and my dad said he will put a mini fridge in my room too. Neato! The only thing is since I won’t be downstairs to get to the computer and have two days of work left and I have a lot to do to get all my ducks in a row. Feel free to call me and chat on your lunch breaks since that will probably when I will be the most bored. My dad will be at work and my mom got some scholarship to this artistic education camp where she is taking some strange sculpture class where she is building an alter and gluing buttons on trees. She is also taking an interpretive movement/dance class. That woman sure keeps herself busy…

So have fun and I’ll see you when I see you!


Don't worry about me, I will stay away from any donuts my parents bring me.


Oh, and I just found out that after a long arduous battle with my insurance provider I was approved for my out of network care! Just goes to show you crying will get you anything you need.
--wait, I will have one more post I will put up tomorrow of my new playlist/song recommendations. Its so good it will make your heart stop.

The empty bottle – it misses you and I’m the one it’s talkin to


Ryan Adams has released nine albums since 2000, although Adams said he's actually made 15.

“…the sheer volume of his output means listeners need to sift through a lot of less remarkable songs to find the special moments, and many simply don't have the patience. He released three albums in 2005 alone, and one of them had two discs.” - AP

I have the patience. I am not a “favorites” person but Ryan is my favorite and he probably always will be, even more than Dar and Morrissey. A few weeks ago I went to see him play with his band The Cardinals at the TLA. Although I never know what to expect that doesn’t matter because he’s my baby. That night there was no opening act and no encore which I considered a fair trade off. The “Dear Chicago” requesting former frat boys and their generic looking dates bitched and moaned on the way out about how they didn’t recognize any of the songs and how come he sat all the way on the side of the stage. Me? I left elated. This was one of the best of his I had seen, and I have some seen some of his worst drunken nightmare shows. But again, I have the patience. When you love something you just kind of have to stick it out and have faith it will get better and sure enough it did.

Ryan Adams is clean and sober these days and just put out “Easy Tiger” which is amazing.

Of course it is.

Be smart and listen.

Wednesday, August 1, 2007

I'm hot, sticky sweet, from my head to my feet


http://sugarhousecasino.com/home/

This is big issue in Fishtown now. Some are happy and some are not. I am not a fancy casino girl so I doubt I would go that often when it is completed anyway. It is technically in Fishtown but it is about as close to my house as it is to Old City.

All I really care about is what it will do to the value of my house which is more of an investment to me than a “home”. I mean, I’m not going to live there forever. What about property taxes? This house is my nest egg. This is what I will bring to the table financially if I ever get married. Well that and the piece of land and two cows my daddy will give.

With me it all comes down to the money, honey.

Do you have any thoughts about casinos in this city? Will it be like a Scores or something? I am not crazy about prostitutes hookin around Delaware and Frankford Avenue.
I shouldn't have to tell you the title is a Def Leppard lyric.