Oh Bo!

Here is a link to the Squidoo page I made about Bo Burnham. If you don't know who that is...click the link and you will learn :)
http://www.squidoo.com/bo-burnham

It's Awkward by Jack Prelutsky

Get a Voki now!

This is a recording of me reading a poem for one of my online courses. I wasn't able to post it right in the class discussion for some reason, so I posted it here.

My Wisdom Has Been Removed

Or at least my wisdom teeth...

It came the time for one of them to come out and I decided that I only wanted to deal with the pain once and get them all removed. I was pretty OK with everything before the surgery. I knew the following week or so would suck and I wouldn't be able to eat everything I wanted and I would be sore, but its a pretty routine surgery.

So, they put me in the chair and hooked me up to the saline (sp?) and took my blood pressure. At this point, they showed me a DVD of the post-operative care and the complications that could arise. That sucked. I am a worry wart when it comes to my health, and now I had all these things to worry about-not good.

The doc came in and spoke with me and said he was going to start my meds, but it wouldn't be like in the movies when they had people count down and they wouldn't get past 8. The he talked with me for about a minute more and I remember nothing else until I woke up in the recovery room an hour later. That is a weird feeling. I have no idea how they got me in there. I must have had to use my own movements, but I recall nothing. It was an odd experience.

The next day, my cheeks had swelled up so much, I could barely move my mouth. My mom told me that it didn't look that bad, but when dad got home, he said I looked like a chipmunk. At least chipmunks are cute. Then I found out that they had lied to me. The next day, my swelling had gone down quite a bit, and my parents felt like they could be honest with me. They told me that I had looked like someone with Down Syndrome. I wish they had kept lying to me...

It is now 5 days after the surgery and I am still taking Ibuprofen a few times a day to keep the pain down, but I'm hoping I won't need it soon. I have really gross yellowish cheeks since the bruises from my swelling is healing, but otherwise I am pretty much back to normal appearance-wise.

I really miss tacos and chips. I can go days without eating things, but the minute I cannot have them, I WANT them. Life is irritating in that way...

Youtube Channel

I know I have already linked to this, but it's my blog and I will do what I want, so here is the link to my Youtube channel again. It is mostly videos of my cats, but other videos will end up on it as well. So, if you care to take a look...Click Here

This is one of my newer videos...

When the World Slips you a Jeffrey...

I find this amusing since my boyfriend's name is Jeffrey.

"Cut, It, Out"

This week, Dave Coulier (Joey Gladstone from Full House) came to the Comedy Quarter in Neenah, so of course, we had to go! First, because I was a big fan of Full House growing up so it was exciting for me, and secondly, they have the best strawberry daiquiris I have ever tasted.
The show was great. I thought he might not be as funny, but he really was. And he was pretty family friendly, not any swearing. He said the word "genitalia" at one point, but that was it. He promoted his tour with some other guys called the "Clean Guys of Comedy", which is a group of comedians that are family friendly.
We also got to meet him after the show. I didn't think of him as a celebrity until I got to be face to face with him. The I realized that this guy is kind of a big deal...hes friends with John Stamos! So I clammed up and just said the same crap everyone else probably says to him, "I'm such a big fan" "I think you're so funny" "I used to watch you when I was growing up", blah blah blah. Not real original...but oh well. I got an autograph and we got our picture taken with him. He was a really cool guy. I would definitely go and see him again!

Purray Furray Murray

Meet Murray. The new edition to our little family. Hes furry, he purrs a lot (so hes purry) and his name is Murray, hence the title of this blog entry. We got him from Happily Ever After, a humane society in Green Bay. I picked him out because he was cute AND he was born in the same small town I was. I guess I saw it as fate.
My other cat Milo took a day or so to fully warm up to Murray, but Murray felt right at home the minute I carried him into the house. Milo greeted him with a hiss and then followed him all over the house while he explored. Here is a video of it, if you care...
Murray has made a nice little edition to our family. He is cute, lovable and loves attention. His few flaws are that he stinks when he uses the litter box and he likes people food too much. This makes it difficult for the people in this house to eat without him trying to stick his face in it, especially since he sometimes succeeds.
Now that Milo and Murray have become comfortable with each other, Milo has proved to be a great big brother. He is always giving Murray baths in between play fighting with him (Murray starts it). When Murray cries, which he often does over nothing, Milo is often found close by shortly after. So, any concerns I had about Milo and Murray not getting along were quickly diminished.
They can often be found in different spots like this, cuddled together in the bucket and towels we'd set out when our roof was leaking during heavy rain.

You can see more videos of these guys and whatever else I feel like posting on Youtube at http://www.youtube.com/user/penguinchick86