September 26, 2008

Random Thoughts: Politics, Hamsters, and Feet

Random thoughts from this week:

(Background I get my feet taped every five days after the ultrasound therapy.)

1) I cannot quit laughing when I have to remove the tape from the bottom of my foot. I’m fine as I pull the tape off the edge, but when I get to the bottom of my foot, it tickles so much, that I have to take a deep breath and yank it off.

How many people do you know that can tickle themselves? I am evidently one of them. It would make me insane to have someone else have to pull off the tape.

2) I’m a mess when the nurse runs the cue tip up and down the bottom of my feet with alcohol because it has to be clean for the tape to adhere. I think I may pass out from trying not to laugh.

3) When soaking your foot in ice water, it truly only sucks for about 3 minutes and then you are comfortably numb. Lamaze breathing helps the first minute… which is truly the suckiest suck of suckdom.

4) I think I smited our hamster. Writersblock put in my dead hamster comments about how I wished it. Holy crap. It may very well have died at that very instant!

5) We shall remain a hamsterless home. I’m done.

6) When I was digging the hole and cursing, I hit something, pulled up the shovel and dirty and saw I’d sliced something in half. It was white. I quietly freaked and thought it was an old dead hamster. It was a tree root. I’m a pinhead.

7) Bones is selling popcorn for Cub Scouts. I hate selling popcorn with Cub Scouts. I thought as soon as my boys moved out of Cubs into Boy, that it would be over. I was wrong. Popcorn selling continues… for both Cub and Boy. Blech.

8) A teacher at my kids’ school scored extra high marks for some even handed fairness she doled out today. I emailed her to thank her, but I need to see her personally and thank her again. You cannot thank someone too much, when they have a job where they get trashed on, and they’ve done something so… right.

9) Is it possible to become addicted to heat ultrasound therapy because I think my eyes are starting to roll into the back of my head at the thought of having the treatment on my foot? I need one of those machines…

10) I can’t watch the debates. Y’all watch them and tell me how it went. If I watch, for certain McCain will crash and burn. If I don’t, he may have a prayer.

11) And lastly… when did owning a home in America go from being the ‘American Dream’ to becoming an entitlement? I missed that leap…

Posted by Boudicca at September 26, 2008 08:03 PM | TrackBack

My Indian Guide Top Tribal Salesman for popcorn trophy is still at Mom and Dad's house.

Posted by: Toluca Nole at September 26, 2008 09:10 PM

I am so glad we've not ever gotten a hamster.

Posted by: oddybobo at September 26, 2008 09:28 PM

Our daughter says hamsters bite - literally! The smaller the rodent, the more likely it is to bite because it is afraid. She loves animals, but ... not so fond of hamsters. She works at a pet store and always steers potential hamster owners toward a more sensible rat purchase. Rats ... they love people. You know how a dog will lick you when it is happy? So will a rat give rat "kisses"! The only problem with them is that when they get old and succumb to (invariably) cancer, it really does cause some mourning. The older they get, the more mellow and friendly they become, I might add.

The only hamster experience I have was with my brothers' hamsters, Henry and Hamilton, who were cagemates until .... the morning we discovered Hamilton half eaten in a corner of the cage. I don't even recall them ever fighting before then, but something big must have gone down in the middle of the night! Hamilton was the larger, more (apparently) dominant hamster, so this was doubly surprising. It was hard to like Henry after that. I think my brothers were secretly a little afraid of the cannibal hamster. After he passed on, we had no more pet hamsters.

(BTW, I agree. I think that type of physical therapy releases some sort of addictive endorphins!)

Posted by: PeggyU at September 26, 2008 11:15 PM

I had a hamster and it bit my pinkie.

I haven't touched a rodent since.

Posted by: Sissy at September 27, 2008 07:20 AM

McCain actually did quite well. Very articluate and to the point. Obama shot himself in the foot by saying "I agree with McCain" a few too many times. But I couldn't watch too much- listening to Obama actually made me ill. He has book learning but the common sense to use it... Not so much.

As for all the entitlements... I say do away with them all... ALL OF THEM! (I wrote my own little bit on this the other day. It's about 5 posts down, I think.)

Posted by: Jody at September 27, 2008 10:58 AM

I'm so with you on the not watching important events because of the fear of negatively influencing them. That's why I don't watch Falcons games, not since I was twelve and one of the best teams they ever had lost a playoff game to Dallas in the final minutes.

And my feet too are horrendously ticklish. I'd never last through an interrogation.

Posted by: diamond dave at September 27, 2008 11:16 AM

Dave: That's why I watch Mariners games with much apprehension. They only seem win when I don't.

Posted by: PeggyU at September 27, 2008 01:32 PM

Try that ultrasonic-heat therapy on your neck and shoulders. If they set it just right (and I liked it turned WAY up) your muscles jump and twitch and massage themselves. Heaven! That would be awesome on the feet. Come to think of it, I've been having trouble with my neck again lately - perhaps I should get some therapy sessions in before the end of the year before we have to make the deductible again...

Posted by: Momotrips at September 27, 2008 02:52 PM

I thought I was going to pee myself when I read numbers 5 and 6.

And I couldn't watch the debate either, for precisely the same reason! I just knew that if I watched it, McCain would spontaneously combust behind the lectern.

Posted by: GradualDazzle at September 27, 2008 09:13 PM