Traveling Thoughts

I don’t think I ever wrote about the beginning of NaBloPoMo. November 1st was the beginning of NaBloPoMo (National Blog Posting Month). Basically, the idea was to make a post every day, and you know what, I managed it, in fact, on some days I more than managed it. I won’t pretend that it was easy though, it wasn’t. I know that on some days I have a lot to say, but then there are the other days where I don’t have so much to say. And on those days, the days I didn’t have much to say, it was hard to write…but I DID IT! I made it through a month of posting…and you know what, I’m excited that it’s over…last night even, I was feeling that I needed to take a break from blogging…I’ve temporarily lost my love for it…I need to go get the good feelings for it back, I gotta find my light, my bright spot…that bloggin’ feeling, i’ve lost it, can you hear Tom Cruise singin’ it?

The trip to the periodontist was uneventful. I couldn’t feel a thing, I had my earbuds in and All American Rejects blasting in my ears. When I left, I couldn’t feel a thing. By the time I got to my side of town and through the traffic, I was starting to feel. I wasn’t all that thrilled. I had a prescription for vicodin and I was going to take it to Walgreens but there was no way I was going to get it fast enough.

I had to stand in line behind some woman that took forever just to hand it in. They told me it would be 30 minutes, so I went next door to walmart to get some myoplex since I can’t exactly eat. I came back, it had been 30 minutes, 40 actually, I got in line, and stood their. I couldn’t speak very well, I mean, I have packing on the right side of the underside of my roof of my mouth and I have packing on the outside of the right side of my gums and I was slightly dehydrated, speaking, wasn’t happening. I get up there, give her my visa, cause she didn’t get my name when i said it and said my prescription wouldn’t be ready until 5:23. I told her that I was told that it was going to be 30 min when I came in, it had now been 40 minutes. I wish I could’ve smacked this lady, she rolled her eyes, who the hell rolls their eyes at clients. I pay her salary with all the drugs I come in and buy every month…

So, I had to sit and wait, and like 15 min goes by and they call my name, so I hop back in line and wait, 10 minutes…by this time, it’s 5:15…I get up there, and she asks to see my license, they’ve never needed to see my license, and her comment is “a law was passed last week and we’re required to see licenses for all controlled substances” my thought was, by the time I get out of here, it won’t be controlled anymore, and I’ll need a beer to wash it down…I was like fine, whatever, I’ll get you a license, it was a $2 prescription, 8 pills, I didn’t need a license for it, it was a cash transaction.

So I go get my license, I come back in, and I have to stand in line, again…This time, 10 minutes later, 5:30 now, an hour and a half since I got out of the periodontist’s office, and 30 minutes past the time the dentist said the anesthesia would wear off. I’m beginning to not be able to tolerate anything, I’ve got no patience, I just want to go home and I’m fighting the battle of the all too common anymore walgreens pharmacy. I tell the guy that they should posts a sign saying that id’s are now required when picking up controlled substances so that we know and don’t waste our time in lines several times over in a night. His response “we just ask when you get up here, you drove in, you should have it” I was so pissed off…I got my drugs and left…

I really hate walgreens.

So, I’ve done some crazy things in my time, piercings, tattoos, jumping out of planes. I’m not skeered of much.

I am skeered of getting my gums grafted, which I’m having done on Wednesday. I’ve only put it off for 3 years and I can’t wait any longer or I’m endangering my teeth roots. I thought I was ok with this, I thought that with the new periodontist that wasn’t going to scrape the gum off the roof of my mouth but instead take it from behind the tooth and wrap it around that I’d be in a better state of being.

I was in a better state of being, I have been for the last couple of months, I was cool with it. Now though, now that it’s 2 days away, I’m freakin skeered, this is my mouth, I’m not going to be able to drink from straws for a couple months, I have to say good bye to my electronic toothbrush for that whole side of my mouth on the top row, solids, I don’t know when I’m going to be able to eat solids, I don’t know how long it’s going to take it to heal, it’s like a month for a normal healthy person that doesn’t have a autoimmune disease.

I really don’t want to go get this done. Just thinking about it makes me want to cry, I can’t even imagine what it’s going to be like Wednesday afternoon, they’re gonna have to give me a tranquilizer. I’m gonna be sitting in the chair like a big baby, kicking and screaming and crying.

And the worse thing about it, they can’t graft the gum around both teeth at the same time, I have to get one done now and one done later…I think I’m pre-traumatized.

*hangs head and pouts*

I have to say, my mom is cute (sometimes, other times, I hate her, but I’m entitled), this morning she’s cute. I’m at work and she calls, she called my work phone which indicates it was an emergency, she says “ok, this is life or death” and i’m thinking, crap, who did what. she goes on “they only have 2 skanes of that yarn i ordered for your socks and I need 3 skanes so the lady was wondering if you could choose a different color” the geek in me is thinking “this is why online businesses need to have their in stock inventory tied to their online ordering system, like duh” but that’s neither here nor there and as I tried to explain it to mom, she was like, “courtney, you need to pick a new color” ok, right, new color “what was the website” she tells me and I go and pick a new color for the socks that she’s going to knit me. instead of a nice combination of pinks and greens that’s totally out of my element

i’ve stepped back into my element and we’ve got blues (my favorite spectrum of colors) and purples (close enough to blue that I can deal with it)

There was a totally unexpected event that occured when Ted, Ashley, and Travis were in town, KRQE News 13 came down and interviewed Ted. It was totally awesome, the camera man appeared out of no where and set up and interviewed Ted.

Here’s the camera man setting up, Glennis is in the background taking pictures of us:

Travis was also getting it on film:

I think that Ted did a great job for an impromptu interview. It was great to see him in action. A small piece of his interview is about half way though this vid on the Fox News page.

Ted, Ashley and Travis came into town today for their Albuquerque stop along the way of their Blog America Tour. And Glennis, can’t forget Glennis, she was just as awesome as the guys, they’ve got a great company going on (IZEA). And so much happened, and I have so much to talk about, but I’m feeling the guys exhaustion and can’t write all about it all tonight. But I will leave you with this, they have really cool business cards, just totally awesome. Ted pulled one out to give to a KRQE news 13 video guy and I was like “Ted, I have to have one of those” it glimmered in the florescent lighting of the Flying Star Cafe that we ate breakfast at. I knew it was cool as I glanced at it from a distance.

Ashley and Glennis both gave me their cards, and as Ashley was pulling his out of his wallet, he said “wouldn’t it be great if these were scratch n sniff. I think they should smell like cotton candy” Ashley was onto something, because as you look at the card, you can see that it should smell, with all the different colors, it would be great to make this scratch n sniff.

They’re made of sturdy plastic like stuff, they’re sweet business cards…and yes, cotton candy would be a great smell for them.

I had a moment where I thought about what today meant, and I told Markus what it meant last night, and he laughed at me

[21:59] iamfyrestorm: tomorrow
[21:59] iamfyrestorm: lots to write about
[21:59] iamfyrestorm: kindof nervous
[21:59] Markus: hahahahaha
[21:59] Markus: im seriously
[21:59] Markus: laughing
[21:59] Markus: really hard, right now
[22:00] Markus: nervous ??!?!
[22:00] iamfyrestorm: i have to write a minimum of 1667 words a day
[22:00] iamfyrestorm: for NaNoWriMo
[22:00] Markus: holy shit
[22:00] Markus: wow
[22:00] Markus: WOW
[22:00] Markus: thats like
[22:00] iamfyrestorm: alot
[22:00] Markus: a fuckin essay
[22:00] Markus: every day
[22:00] iamfyrestorm: 2.5 pages
[22:00] Markus: wow
[22:00] iamfyrestorm: 12 pt font
[22:00] iamfyrestorm: single spaced
[22:00] iamfyrestorm: for 30 days
[22:01] Markus: plus your 2 blogs
[22:01] Markus: and your looking at say
[22:01] Markus: a low average of 400 words a day
[22:01] Markus: from that
[22:01] iamfyrestorm: exactly
[22:01] iamfyrestorm: i’m nervous
[22:01] iamfyrestorm: it’s a huge month
[22:01] iamfyrestorm: in 2 hrs for me

He was seriously laughing and I was being completely serious…

I was driving home from in TX and there was no one in front of me and no one behind me and I was so not paying attention to my speed. I was paying attention to the cotton fields. And here’s the deal about the cotton fields, I’ve never seen cotton fields before, in fact, I thought cotton grew on trees.

*Take a moment, go ahead and laugh, when you’re done, I’ll finish my story…*

Here in NM, cotton grows on trees. Cottonwood trees to be exact. So when I got into TX, I had no earthly idea what the fields of white were. It didn’t take but a minute for grandma to let me know that they were cotton fields and laugh at me for thinking that cotton grew on trees. It was really quite a pathetic moment in my life.

But on the way home, I was watching the fields trying to figure out how they harvest all that cotton. Then all of the sudden there were lights and I pulled over and this really nice officer said “mam, you were going 83 do you have a reason for this” Well yes officer, I did have a reason “I wasn’t paying attention” And like the stupid idiot that I was, I left it at that, I didn’t want to tell him that I’d never seen cotton fields before and that I thought cotton grew on trees. So he told me that 83 was a little fast to give me a warning he gave me a ticket and told me to contact the judge. And I went on my way.

I truly wasn’t paying attention and neither was grandma. When I was pulling over she said “were you speeding” and after seeing the lights and looking at my speedometer I knew that I had been. Turns out I was going 83 in a 70…bad times…and thus, I’ve got my first speeding ticket.

There isn’t really much to say about the Blue Angels. But it’s worth mentioning because I’m still kicking myself for not having my camera. While I was in Ft. Worth staying at the Doral Tesoro (which is so not worth the money even if it’s discounted, but that’s a subject for later). Saturday morning when I’m came downstairs for breakfast at 6:20 in the morning so I could get a good meal before my ride.

And as I’m getting ready to push the elevator button, a Blue Angel guy hops into the elevator. Downstairs are about 10 more. The Blue Angels were right there within touching distance, and I didn’t have my camera. They all smiled as I walked passed and were friendly and what not and I’m the idiot that said, “I’m just going to breakfast, I don’t need my camera”

When will I learn, I have to have my camera on my person at all times. ALL TIMES!!!

I was so bummed. The Blue Angels…I could’ve had a picture with them, that would’ve been cool…instead, I have the memory of how I didn’t have a camera…and therefore don’t have a picture.

I have so much to write about that transpired this weekend while I was in TX so this is to keep me on track:

Ft. Worth Zoo
Ft. Worth, TX Tour de Cure
Blue Angels
Speeding Ticket
Tasty, Tasty Murder
Very Expensive, So NOT Worth It Hotel
The New Texas Speed Bump
It’s Snowing!

I’ll start with the piece on Meat is Murder, Tasty, Tasty, Murder…