Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Have a Treasurelicious Tuesday (Self Magazine, Sept. 2008)

That's right...it's time for Treasurelicious Tuesday. Ok, now this one is gonna get a little spicy, thanks to the folks at Self Magazine that really, really want to rev up your sex life. (Just in time for 2009!)

These suggestions were in the Sex Toys for Shy Girls article.



Lipstick Vibrator
They claim it has lots of power but I just can't get past the fact that we are being encouraged to hide something so good and normal. Save your $25 and spent it on a better made vibrator.

Screaming Octopus Vibe
This one, while from a fabulous company and web-site, is made of what I call, mystery plastic, so I would stay far, far away. Not to mention the creep factor of looking down and seeing a sea creature attached to you.


K-Y Yours + Mine

I can't guarantee anything will happen for you, but the build up will be fun.

Chocolate Lover's Dice
The "food" with sex toys usually stinks. I say ditch the chocolate that comes with the kit, and get your own melted chocolate for when inspiration hits.

Happy New Year!

Thursday, December 25, 2008

Get them what they want

My dear husband, Martin. The one that has kept the walkway and driveway shoveled throughout SNOWPOCALPYSE 2008




the one that helped dig out the poor UPS truck guy (after he delivered us shiny new grease catchers for our stove top).





wants nothing more for Christmas than to eat yummy food and to play games with little 'ol me.

So that's what I am gonna do.

Merry Christmas!

Stay warm, stay safe and be happy!

Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Have a Treasurelicious Tuesday (Inc. Magazine, December 2008

Here we go, the second installment of Treasurelicious Tuesday. A day where I review items that I have found in a magazine/online or from one of our Treasurelicious users!

Today's Treasurelicious list is taken from an December 2008 interview by Inc. magazine with Christiane Lemieux, founder of DwellStudio, a bedding, table linens and other household goods company. Her designs can be seen in 1,000 U.S. retailers including Target.



Pack Max Duo (for dropping off kids from school)
Ok, granted, this one is listed under What I Covet, but still, it's a bit nuts. Nuts 'cause it's $2,449? Nope. Nuts 'cause you need to know Dutch in order to read the website?
No. It's nuts because I have no idea where you would store helmets, bags, jackets and such for two kids and where in the world you would park that thing? How about you just get a tricked out stroller instead?

Pantone Cotton Swatch Files (for her work)
This I understand. It is for work. But at $4,200.00 I hope she has it insured (and I bet she can't tote all the notebooks on the above coveted bike).

Lavin Ballet Flats (for getting around in style)
Hooray for practicality! Stilettos in NY make no sense. Oh wait, they are $500? Good-bye practicality.

Magna-Tiles (for the kiddos)
Sure they look fun, but having to build houses for your Barbies out of shoe boxes builds character! (Even if the Barbies never get to stand up straight because the boxes are too short.)

I also feel the need to point out that in the article photo, the kiddo is actually playing with the $4k Pantone samples.

See you next Treasurelicious Tuesday!

Monday, December 22, 2008

Have more sex

That is all. Gotta go. ;)

Thursday, December 18, 2008

Make a Type 1 Diabetes Basic Kit

I have gotten lots of great feedback about my CyborgCamp presentation, and am getting lots of questions. Rather then answering you all one by one, I thought I'd do it in one fell swoop!

ESSENTIAL items for every Type 1 Diabetic:
(in no particular order)

Medical ID

There are many on the market, and they don't have to be gaudy. Mine was custom made, and no one really notices it unless they ask. (Now, those of you who have met me in person are going, "So that's what her bracelet is!")

Emergency Sheet

It should list your medications, Health insurance name and number, emergency contact information etc., I have one taped inside the cabinet (to be pulled down and taken in case of emergency) and one at my parent's.


Glucagon Emergency Kit


Glucagon is injected in to the thigh to wake one from a severe low blood sugar.
You will need a prescription for this, and will need to keep it away from kiddos. I am happy to say that I have never needed it, but it is nice to know I have it just in case.

Good Source of Fast Acting Carbohydrates


This can be a small juice box, handful of Smarties rolls, lifesavers, etc., just make sure you have a lot and make sure it is with you AT ALL TIMES!

Extra Blood Glucose Meter


The strips are expensive, but they often give the meters away like candy. It's nice to have a back up blood glucose meter in case yours bonks out (or you *cough* accidentally put it in the refrigerator for 6 hours). Make sure it is the same brand as your primary blood glucose meter.

Sign up to get a free One Touch Meter here.

Extra Batteries for Your Blood Glucose Meter
Most meters come with funky batteries, something you aren't going to find at the Qwik-e mart, keep an extra one in your meter case, and you will be set.

Extra Insulin
I like to have one to two bottles (if not more) of insulin sitting in the fridge at all times. The day you drop your bottle of insulin on the bathroom tiles, and it shatters, you will thank me. (But I have yet to find a way to keep said bathroom smelling like band-aids for the next month, sorry.)

Extra Needles

Kind of an obvious one, but again, you can never be to careful.

Ketone Strips


Ketones are used to test Ketones in your urine. Ketones=bad. Check the price at your pharmacy, then check the drugstore. The drugstore is often cheaper.

A Fantastic Resource Book about Diabetes
I'd love to recommend some, but my go to book is Pumping Insulin. I suggest checking out a bunch at the library and finding one that is 1) clear 2) motivating and 3) not condescending. Steer clear of anything with "cure" in the title. That will be a crock of shit.

(You can also send me a title, and I will try and check it out for you...let me know.)


Something that makes you laugh

A favorite funny movie, a favorite funny web-site. Whatever it is that will make you laugh. Some days you won't need it. But some days you will.

Good Doctor

Preferably an Endocrinologist, that keeps up with the latest research. He/She should talk about insulin pumps, long acting insulin (such as Lantus), short acting insulin (such as Humalog/Novolog) and carbohydrate counting. If he/she doesn't, get a new doctor. (IMHO)

Blood Glucose Log

Whether it be the paper log that came with the meter, or a fancy software version, get those numbers written down so you can look them over and adjust if needed.

Digital Scale and Carbohydrate Counting Book
Yes it sucks. But yes, it works.

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Have a Treasurelicious Tuesday (Health Magazine December 2008)

Welcome to the debut of Treasurelicious Tuesday! Where I review items that I have found in a magazine/online or from one of our Treasurelicious users!

To kick off this new weekly feature, we will start with

Health Magazine, December 2008, p.94
In the article entitled, Conquer the mall!



Sigg Maharadsha bottle (to carry with you while shopping)
I was originally put off by Sigg bottles because they are metal and look so heavy, but they are surprisingly light. That being said, I would prefer to keep a water bottle in the car or to just buy a $2 drink at the food court. And I'm not gonna drop $25 on a re-usable bottle. Not now. Not ever.

Herban Essentials Lemon Towelettes (for cleaning up)
20 towelettes for $15? Are you insane? Baby wipes people, baby wipes.

Graphic Image's A to Z Lists (for keeping your lists straight)
Why would I lug a 160 page book with me when I probably only need about 5 of those pages? Hello, index card.

Oo La La Pill Box (to stash your headache medicine)
Cute? Yes! Heavy looking? Yes! Instead, 1) limit your shopping time or 2) take fresh air breaks as much as possible.

iPod Shuffle (to listen to music while you wait in line)
I have no issue with the iPod Shuffle itself and if you are quiet while you wait, lovely. But if you start singing along, I will wrap you up in Christmas lights with the people talking on their cell phones and stash you all in the empty hallway.

and finally, Envirosax Reusable Bags. (to tote your new goodies)
I must admit that when I saw these in the list my heart did a little leap of joy. I love these bags. I pink puffy heart them. HOWEVER, that being said. Since my house is now full of those reusable bags that every ding dang bank/non-profit/corporation is giving away I cannot see a need for them. (However, if something **tragic** were to happen to the current bags...)


Tune in next week as I review Christiane Lemieux's Things I Can't Live Without, featured in Inc. Magazine. December 2008.

Monday, December 15, 2008

Wish Tlish A Happy Birthday!


That's right, our very own Treasurelicious (or Tlish as it's called by those in the know) turns one year old today!

I didn't bake a cake (because I would have ended up eating it all by myself) or make cookies (again, same problem) but instead, have found a way to celebrate Treasurelicious' birthday EVERY DAY OF THE WEEK!

Starting tomorrow, I will begin a blog feature called Treasurelicious Tuesdays, where I will comment on lists of treasures, inspired by magazine articles, or owned by Treasurelicious users. Tomorrow's profile will be from Health Magazine, December 2008!

See you tomorrow!


And as always, email me, and I will send you some Tlish stickers!

Friday, December 12, 2008

Teach what you know--a follow up

CyborgCamp was last Saturday and I had a blast.

If you want to watch my presentation, it is here:





it lasts about 37 minutes.

And thank you (again) to all the people that made CyborgCamp such a huge success!

Thanks so much for including me.

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Good luck ignoring that ring

I'm not sure what it going on lately. Perhaps it's withdrawal symptoms from my time at Planned Parenthood of the Columbia Willamette, perhaps I'm losing my mind, or perhaps it's just a normal day for me.

I'm seeing visions of the NuvaRing everywhere I go.

I was first introduced to the NuvaRing at a Planned Parenthood education event, where they had examples of various contraceptives. It was quite the cool event. But shortly after, I noticed this sign in the background of one of favorites T.V. shows, Scrubs.




(That is indeed the logo for NuvaRing, but all words have been left off.)


and then a few weeks ago, I was at Target, when I saw an end cap full of rows and rows of this:



(It's the Method Aroma Ring, not intended for contraception.)

and then last night, in my L.L. Bean catalog, I saw this...



(Now that's what I call camping!)




My only solace, is that hopefully now I have infected you. The support group will be held on Tuesdays, please bring a potluck item.

Monday, December 8, 2008

Don't get grain-washed

Have you seen this symbol before?



It's the Whole Grains Council symbol, it's supposed to tell you quickly and easily that the food item you are holding, contains whole grains. We all love quick and easy ways to improve our health, right? With this in mind, I've been keeping an eye out for the stamp when I go shopping.



But then last week I was comparing nutrition information between two brands of whole wheat tortillas and noticed that even though they both have whole grains, and they both had tons of fiber, only one had the Whole Grains Council stamp. So I did a little investigating. I went to Marion Nestle's blog and found this,

The Whole Grains Council is a trade association/public relations agency that uses nutrition messages about the health benefits of whole grains to promote the products of its 160 member companies.


she continues to state

The Council takes advantage of a gap in regulations; the FDA has not defined the meaning of “whole grains” on food labels but, instead, has produced Guidance for Industry.


(Full blog post here.)

So basically, the Whole Grains Council is using the stamp to hi-light it's members that use at least some whole grains in their food.

I am very disappointed (but I suppose not that surprised) to hear this.

I'll just go back to looking for whole grains at the beginning of the ingredient list and at least 3 grams of fiber per serving size.

Thursday, December 4, 2008

Stand out

It gets really dark during winter nights here in the Pacific Northwest. Really dark.

"What was that I just ran over?" dark.

It started bothering me when I walked from my car to the gym and I realized that I probably couldn't be seen by the passing cars that seemed so intent at getting a parking space.

It also bothered me when I was in downtown Portland, realized my jacket was black and realized I might as well paint a target on myself (minus the attention getting red paint).

But it really bothered me when I was driving in my neighborhood and only saw a teenager on his bike because his black sweatshirt slipped up a bit from his black pants and I saw a flash of white skin.

So I bought a nice new jacket to wear on walks at night and to/from the gym.



It even has a pocket for my MP3 player.



and I bought two ankle reflective bands to keep in my regular jacket pocket to pull out and apply when the sun goes down and I would like more protection.

If you can't beat 'em...blind 'em!

Tuesday, December 2, 2008

Teach what you know

Tonight I will meet some other Type 1 diabetics for a Supper Club type meetup. I asked the organizer why it's called a Supper Club if we are meeting at a restaurant (rather than making supper together), but she just looked at me with that "Oh, Lia, you are so anal." face I get a lot.

Besides being happy to meet some other Type 1 diabetics (I only know 5). I plan on picking their brains for my upcoming presentation at CyborgCamp on December 6, 2008.




My goals for the presentation include:

1) Continuing to talk even if I start crying.
2) Making at least one person snort-laugh.
3) Educating others on what it's like to be attached to an insulin pump 24/7.
4) Providing some hands on time with insulin pumps and glucose monitors.

Friday, November 28, 2008

Play local

Last week, I was emailed by the lovely BadMom about a blogger meetup. Normally, a blogger meetup means I need to trek to Portland (not the end of the world, but a bit tiring sometimes). But this time, it would be in Vancouver, about 5 minutes from my house.

We had dinner at Gray's at the Park, noticed how Vancouver closes down around 9pm and then headed over to Ice Cream Renaissance for some fabulous dessert (and the waiter wasn't too bad to look at either).



(Me, Lisa, Shana, Holly and Badmom)

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Shop like Noah

I realized the other day, that when I got out to Trader Joe's I shop like Noah. I get two of everything.

One could argue, that I am reacting to watching hours and hours of Frontier House, on PBS.


Or am stocking up on food for winter


but they would be wrong.

The store is about 30 minutes away, we have a big pantry and the food will keep.

Just call me Queen of lazy/practical.

Monday, November 24, 2008

Co-vacate

Martin and I had planned on just staying home on Thanksgiving. Maybe rent some movies, eat some take out and just chill. But then Miss CamiKaos tempted us

with

hot tubs

and

aquarium time with K

and

eating mypumpkin pie together in bed while watching Charlie Brown Thanksgiving specials on T.V.

and we caved.

so we will be hauling our butts out to Newport (I almost said Rhode Island), OR next week.

I hope the staff is prepared to deal with laughter reverberating throughout the hotel.

Thursday, November 20, 2008

Use that dictionary

When we were younger, my brother and I would torment each other by calling each other names. He would call me douchebag. I would call him dildo.

My Mom put a stop to it by telling us what each word meant.

I wish I had a recollection of that conversation. I'm sure we all turned red.

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Face the truth

3 ways you know that you are a blogger:

1. Blog posts grow in your mind as you lay in bed listening to your dear husband sleep.

2. You include Veteran blogger on your resume.

3. You blow past your blogiversary without even noticing. Mine was November 5, 2008.

Happy belated blogiversary to me!

Thursday, November 13, 2008

Let your friend take center stage




Tonight, the lovely and talented Cami Kaos will take the stage at Ignite Portland 4. I will sit in the audience, possibly hold her husband's and my husband's hands in excitement and whoop and holler (as much as possible with my current sore throat) when she has finished.

I am so very proud of her.

Brava!

Friday, November 7, 2008

Remember where you were

In 1990, I was about to compete in a high school track championship at UCONN Storrs when they announced on the loudspeaker that the Gulf War had started.

On September 11, 2001, My husband woke me from our bed in San Diego, CA to tell me the horrifying news. I screamed at him, "You're not f#$** funny, that doesn't happen in America!"

In March 2003, I was sitting in a hotel room in Boston, crying, watching, Bush's Shock and Awe strike on Iraq.

On November 4, 2008 I cried tears of joy in our home in Vancouver, WA:

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

Overcome adversity

We all have them: struggles, issues, things we must overcome. Today, I present to you, two of mine.

Buttoning a shirt correctly
You'd think 2 years of button-up oxfords as part of my school uniform would have given me enough practice, but no. I still have issues.



I have however, learned to button from the bottom up.

Burning microwave popcorn
Forced to live most of my life without a microwave, every time I babysat, I would burn the popcorn.

After years of using the same microwave, and closely reading the directions I can safely make microwave popcorn.

98 words

Monday, November 3, 2008

When life hands you lemons, trade them in for Belgian chocolates.

My husband just got back from a business trip and while I certainly miss him while he is gone, this time I noticed some interesting trends.

3 reasons it's Ok that your spouse/partner is away:

1) You can use their side of the bed to lay out all your clothes for the next day.

2) There's no one to laugh at you when you talk out loud to yourself.
(Although, you wouldn't be talking to yourself, if someone else was there.)

3) You can walk around with medusa style hair
(I do that anyway.)



(99 words, including title)

Friday, October 31, 2008

Buck the trend

Yes, I am a blogger, but I have no desire to write a novel. I think this makes me a rare specimen in the blogging world. Starting November 1st, bloggers around the world with participate in National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo for short) where they will attempt to write 50,000 words (ideally towards a novel) by the end of the month.



I think it's a bit crazy, but I'm not here to make fun of it. Some of my best friends are NaNoWriMo nuts. I just wanted to warn you that things in the Blogosphere might get a bit loopy, and overly wordy.

So, since I have no interest in writing a novel, or in writing 1666 words a day, I will honor National Writing Month by making my blog posts shorter! And since I love to drive myself crazy challenge myself, I will limit the posts to 100 words or less! So, come on over when you get tired of reading every one's encyclopedias.

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Label it

On Sunday, Martin and I had dinner at Fire On The Mountain. (Ok, it was around 4:45 p.m. so it was more like an early dinner and yes, we do go there a lot.)

Anyway, long story and 2 chicken tenders with Spicy Thai Peanut Sauce and a house salad later we left and headed for home. When I got home I started to empty out my purse of the items I always have within reach: PDA, cell phone and blood glucose meter. Only, there was no blood glucose meter.




I immediately had a flash back of using the bathroom at FOTM (Fire on the Mountain) pulling out my meter to test my blood sugar (It was 113! Awesome!) but then...I didn't remember putting it back in my bag.

I immediately riffled through four useless phone books before finally calling 411. (When did this get automated? It's the same lady that Bank of America uses. "Sorry, didn't quite get that...")

I called FOTM and asked if they had found my meter. I mentioned that the meter itself was green (Which I have since learned is actually called, "Limelight" well, excuse me fancy smancy One Touch) and told them we would be back to pick it up.

Needless to say, I have now labeled the inside of the meter with a "IF FOUND PLS. CALL 360-123-4567 OR YOU WILL CATCH DIABETES!

(Ok, maybe not that last part.)

Monday, October 27, 2008

Find your quiet place

Between the t.v., the computer, the phone and beeping of the washer and dryer I just can't think clearly. I need some time, some space, to think.

In Boston, I used to use my roommate's pass to the New England Aquarium and sit up at the top of the Giant Ocean Tank and watch the fish and the sea turtles until it got too crowded. Then I holed up in one of the cubbies surrounding the spiraling staircase that winds around the tank.



There isn't an Aquarium nearby, so I have yet to really find a place to do some good thinking.

I thoroughly enjoy thinking in bed, but that's because I spend 15 minutes thinking and the other hour and 45 minutes napping. (Not that there's anything wrong with it.)

So today, I will find a place (ideally a warm place) so that I can sit and think.
I'm hoping they'll have muffins.

Friday, October 24, 2008

Stop faking it.

I'm probably committing blogging suicide, but I don't care. In blogging, links to other blogs are considered currency. It's a great way to get people to look at your blog.

You may have noticed some changes around here. One of them being me eliminating my blog roll. The service that kept tract of all the information seems to have gone away, so it got me thinking. Looking at my long blog roll everyday stressed me out because I saw all the blogs that I didn't have time to read.

In addition, I had added people's blogs, that I read all the time, in hopes that they would notice I was driving traffic to them, and thus add me to their blog roll. Sometimes it worked, sometimes it didn't.

I was starting to think I should just stop blogging, it was becoming so complicated (in my mind anyway).

So I am starting fresh. I will only add things to my blog that I truly love, that make me feel good. I've added the blogs I read to my Google reader so that I can read new posts at my leisure.

If this pissed you off, I am sorry, but that's the way it is gonna be.

Thursday, October 23, 2008

Don't put your clothes in the living room

Yesterday my parents added to their fabulous new condo by getting California Closets to come do custom closet inserts for them. The guy who came did a fabulous job and was in and out in only 2 hours. Meanwhile, all the items that were originally in the closets had to go somewhere else. So, I present to you,

3 quick reasons not to put all of your clothes in the living room

1) Your daughter may feel the need to point out every item of clothing that was originally hers.

2) Your daughter, who happens to wear the same shoe size as you, may start trying on your shoes when you are in the other room and then declare, "Oh, these shoes are out of fashion, Mom. Why don't I get rid of them for you?" while she gently strokes them and looks at them with a devilish look.

3) Your daughter may notice that you have 300 black t-shirts and begin asking you why you have 300 black t-shirts.

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

Vote with your brain

I voted yesterday, October 20, 2008 and it feels good. Washington State has a vote by mail system. When this system was first proposed I didn't quite understand the logic, but then I remembered the 2000 election where I couldn't vote because I couldn't get to the voting place on time (I had recently moved from one town in Massachusetts to another and my voting place had not been transferred yet).

So yesterday, I put on my best jammies, turned up the heat, fired up the Internet and voted.



It took me an hour. I like to read each initiative in the Voter's Pamphlet, see who is listed under For and Against and then do some research on-line to see what other's are saying. There were only 3 initiatives for me to vote on, but I like to take my time and try and peer through the spin.

After that I quickly filled in the little empty rectangles with my black pen. I had already researched the candidates for the primary and had created a file on the computer noting whom I had voted for, so I just ran down that list real fast.

I can't recall if you are allowed to bring paper in to a voting place, but if you can, I suggest you figure out how you will be voting before you go, write it all down and then just use that list to fill in your ballot.

(The reminder phone calls and door to door canvassing hasn't begun yet, so I am considering putting a note on the door that says, VOTED and a message on my phone that says the same. Last election the phone rang all day long.)

Friday, October 17, 2008

Do your homework

So I continue to be without an Internet line. Because I did not expect to be without Internet, and because I am such a lucky lady having had DSL or a T1 non-stop for the past few years, I haven't really noticed where one gets free wi-fi in Vancouver, WA.

In Portland, I always use WifiPDX to local my free wi-fi, but I don't know of any such site for Vancouver, WA.

So on Tuesday, I tried the local Burgerville. I figured I would get some lunch in me while tackling some work, but I couldn't get their Internet to work. I composted what could be composted and headed off to Uptown Village. Uptown Village is probably the hippest street in Vancouver, WA. We have the best vintage clothing store in the area (The Urban Eccentric) along with other neat places to shop and hang out. I parked on a side street, fired up my laptop and looked around for free wi-fi. The best and closest place I could find was Moxie's on Main (1929 Main St.).

While they certainly have sandwiches and chips for sale, their claim to fame is that they have all sorts of sodas that you might not have seen since you were a kid. They apparently get mobbed in the afternoon when the high schoolers get out but on Tuesday afternoon it was quiet. So quiet in fact, that I only felt sort of rude when I answered my first cell phone call in public.

As of 10/16/08 my Internet is back on, but I still highly suggest that you look around your neighborhood so that you know where to go in case you need a wi-fi fix someday.

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Write down their name

Two days ago I had my land line ported over to my new
cell phone. My phone/Internet carrier apparently decided it would be fun to play with my mind, so they just cancelled everything. We have zero Internet access now.

I immediately called them to report the problem and after the issue was figured out ("Yes, we did disconnect your DSL line, so sorry.") I was told that they would need to set up a new DSL line for me, and that I would be charged $200 since the old one was disconnected before the end of the two year contract. She told me that she would leave good notes, so that when I got the bill I could call them back to get them to take the charge off the bill. I wanted to swear at her, I wanted to tell but instead I said, "Ok, well I will just get your first and last name and direct number so that if there is a problem I can call you to fix it." She was silent.

We continued on in the set up process, she told me that the Internet would be re-instated on Friday. When I balked, she stated that "I've already expedited it, it would normally take longer." (Like I really cared.)

When we were all finished, she gave me a confirmation number, I restated what she told me would happen and then I asked for her last name (since I had already written down her first name). She was silent. I asked again, "And can I please get your last name?" She finally told me her last initial. Then I asked if she had an employer ID# (which I had no idea if it even existed). She said, "Yes." Then I asked her for it. She finally told me. Then I thanked her and told her I would be in touch if there were further problems.

I turned off the phone, turned around and my husband said, "Man, you kick ass!" And then we had dinner.

Monday, October 13, 2008

Victory is crossing the starting line

At least that is what my new Kaiser Permanente 5 Miler t-shirt says.



And you know if it's written on a t-shirt, it must be true.
A few Sundays ago I competed in the Kaiser Permanente 5 miler for the first time ever. Downtown Portland, Oregon was a mad house, with streets closed and gazillions of people wandering everywhere. I got to the appointed place where I was to meet my fellow walker, Sadie Medley and waited. And waited. And waited. I watched the marathoners take off in waves, I listened to Mayor Tom Potter count down over and over and then tell the runners to have fun. After 20 minutes I finally gave up and headed over to the port-o-potties. That's where I found Ms. Medley sending me messages via her iPhone. (Since my cell phone is not quite in working order yet, I didn't get any of her messages but they sure were amusing to read once I got home.)

We got her some food, made sure her chip was on correctly.



NO TAG NO TIME! and headed to the entrance area.
As we were about to start, Sadie asked me if we had a goal. I said, "to finish without crying."

Well, we certainly met that goal. We walked quite quickly (I've never felt safer in Old Town), talked about things I cannot mention here, struggled with the fact that if we wanted water from the volunteers we had to then drop the used paper cup on the ground, looked at all the clothing others had tossed aside when they got hot (apparently, someone comes along afterwards and re-unites the clothing with it's owners), griped when the policeman made us stop for traffic (Ok, that was me), hit the port-o-potties again (That was Sadie) and decided to run the last 20 feet or so, thus blowing by the people that had been in front of us for the last few miles.

We officially finished with a time of 1:28:01(Sadie) and 1:28:02 (me) but she owes me all her fame and glory because if it wasn't for me, her chip would have been inside out on her shoe and she wouldn't have been counted at all.

So in the end, it was a fantastic day. I was so proud of my time, I went home and slept almost the exact amount of time I had walked. I am a true athlete.

----
Come hear Sadie tell us a tale at the next Backfence PDX Event on October 22, 2008.

Thursday, October 9, 2008

Face facts

I'm sitting here crying. All because of the effort to get Google to create a special logo on World Diabetes Day on November 14th.



But not for the reason you might think.

I started off pissed off. What the hell is a petition going to do? How could we need more awareness about Type 1 diabetes and the current Type 2 diabetes epidemic? Every time I turn around I get smacked in the face with the fact that every day even more people become diabetic (frankly, it's getting quite crowded).

The fund raising, the runs, the telethons for a cure are all a big waste. Simply put: diabetics are a huge money making industry for the drug companies and they aren't going to give that up.

I was diagnosed 19 years ago with Type 1 diabetes. My doctor told me there would be a cure in 5 years. I'm tired of all the articles and news about new cures (that never work). I'm tired of being asked if I am still diabetic. (uh, hello...yes!)

So it finally occurred to me, about 2 minutes ago. I will not be cured.

I will not be cured of Type 1 diabetes.

So I cried. I cried because this imagined need for a cure has been haunting me from the back of my mind for 19 years, I cried because yes, I am flawed. My body is broken, it doesn't work like everyone else's. But you know what?

That's Ok.

I love my life. I love my self. I will manage my diabetes the way I always have. I will accept the fact that I will be diabetic all my life and I will move on. I will continue to sing my praises about my Animas insulin pump and continue to meet other diabetics and encourage them and I will stop thinking about a cure.

And I will die a diabetic and I'm taking my insulin pump with me.


---Special thanks to Jeff M. for irking me so much that I wrote this very therapeutic post.

Tuesday, October 7, 2008

Sometimes it's the little things


Last week Martin and I had dinner with our friends W and S (I haven't gotten their permission to use their names yet.). We had a lovely dinner, with pizza, soda and a great conversation. Some how we got on the subject of shower curtain liners. I mentioned to S that I always cut the little magnets out of the bottom of the shower curtain liners before throwing the liners away (and after washing them as much as possible until it is impossible to un-guckify them.) And she looked at me in pure shock. I think she said, "Oh my god! You are brilliant."

But all I could think was, hmmm, someone needs to read my blog.

And then today, as I was heading in to Portland to see my Mom, I got stuck on the Morrison Bridge for 15 minutes because the bridge lifted to let a barge go through. This was my first time witnessing a bridge lift, and it freaked me out a little, but once I realized that there really was nothing I could do, I just sat, took a deep breath and looked out at the beautiful river and the beautiful town that is Portland, Oregon.

My point: do whatever works for you. To stay sane. To stay grounded. To stay happy.

Thursday, October 2, 2008

It's Ok to order the kid's meal


Image lovingly added from Daddy Types

I do it at Burgerville all the time. I did it just the other day at FOTM. I even did it at Subway last week.

I ordered myself a kid's meal.

I used to get blinks and stares from the cashiers. I've even had people refuse to let me buy one. But either 1) people don't care anymore, 2) I've reached an age when people assume that I have children with me or 3)people don't care anymore. (Yes, I know I wrote that one two times, it's because that is the one I am voting for.)


I often can't finish an entire meal, or just want a taste of things. I usually order a salad to round out my meal, sometimes even get the milk or apple slices that come with the meal. If there is a toy that comes with the meal, it usually stinks, but I have gotten some good ones, including Burgerville bowls that I use constantly.

So, if that adult sized meal is just too much food to eat, try out a kid's meal.

Don't worry, I'm not laughing at you, I'm laughing with you.

Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Shut up and you'll get out faster.

I was just at the dentist. It was basically a pain free experience, except for when the hygienist polished my teeth. I hate that.

When I was little, the legend goes, that I actually threw up on a hygienist because (partly) she used bubble gum flavored toothpaste. After that, I had a huge note on my chart telling the hygienists to use only mint.

So, as I sat there, with my mouth open and mind wandering I started thinking of questions I'd love to ask her.

Can you tell what type of food people have recently eaten when you clean their teeth?

Can you tell the difference between a vegetarian, vegan, or traditional eater, because of their teeth?


But I just lay there quiet and still, because I knew that the more I talked no matter how thoroughly entertained by my questions, the hygienist was, I would be there longer. And that was not something I wanted.

I still had one burning question to ask, a comment really. I thought to myself, do it for the blog!

I enjoy this poster of the puppy tacked up on the ceiling, but would you consider instead putting up a poster of David Beckham? That would really make my dental visit more enjoyable!



But in the end, I decided to just keep quiet. She had power tools and knew how to use them. But I think I have a very good point. Next time I will look for a Suggestions box.

Thursday, September 25, 2008

You'll always remember your first.

You may have noticed some slight changes to my blog. I had the lovely CamiKaos change my header a wee bit. I had her remove the images of the vibrators. She says it's naked now. And frankly, I think she's right. So then why? Why did I ask her to take them off?

Well, I realized that if someone came to this blog for the first time and saw them, they really wouldn't understand what was going on. While my dear friends and loyal readers might get it, might laugh along with me, I don't want to confuse my future friends and loyal readers. So. They are gone. But, I will miss them. And I will always remember.





and laugh my ass off.

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Help move it along

My parents are moving from an apartment on the South Park Blocks (near Portland State University) to a swanky condo down near the waterfront. TODAY.

So, as I quickly throw on some helping my parents move clothes, I will share with you a few tips I have learned from helping other people move.


1. Wear comfy, closed toed shoes. Sneakers are the best, but any sturdy yet comfortable shoe will do. (This is also a good idea for when you go to a Home Improvement store-there's nothing worse than having a box of nails fall on your poor exposed toes.)

2. Bring some snacks that don't require utensils or plates to eat. I'm bringing some Lara Bars and Costco Trail mix.

3. Don't bring extra stuff with you. I'm leaving my laptop at home. Not just because my Dad accidentally disconnected the wireless access either. But because it creates one more thing for me to have to keep track of.

4. Be prepared to return to your home and feel a little disappointed. My parents have a spectacular view. Two spectacular views actually. I'm sure I will be a little jealous. But I'm pretty sure I will be welcome at all family gatherings, so I know it will work out.

Friday, September 19, 2008

Shuffle your feet, lose your seat.

Or, in this case, your butt.




I hate to admit it, but I was inspired by Holly and her semi-recent marathon addiction, so I have signed up to do the Kaiser 5 Miler walk that precedes the Portland Marathon on October 5, 2008. In preparation for the event, I have roped in CamiKaos and some other brave souls to join me.

I've been trying to exercise more and plan on doing a 3 mile walk this weekend in Vancouver (while my husband studies for a test). I need to get some new sneakers and need to figure out how to carry snacks with me to counteract possible insulin reactions, but I am ready.

I've also been using Traineo (hat tip: Steven) to log my weight and exercise activity. (They have pretty graphs.)

If you want to join us for the walk: follow this information.

Wednesday, September 17, 2008

Stop inventing things to do to avoid the important.

I was just reading a magazine and came across this tip: Write down on a post-it:Am I inventing things to do to avoid the important? and refer to it every time you think you might be off track.

I thought it was a brilliant idea. So I stopped what I was doing, cleared my agenda for the day actually, so that I could tell YOU this vital information.

(Take a shower? Nah. No one ever gets close enough to really notice. Do some advertising for Treasurelicious? Nah. That can wait. Eat lunch? Nah. Food is for losers.)

Now that I've finished telling you this important information, I'm off to knit some cozies for my spice jars. Apparently it keeps them happy.

Monday, September 15, 2008

Contribute to the good of others

I was at the library the other day and I came across a magazine that I hadn't seen before. I knew after looking at it for about 10 seconds that it was a winner. So I grabbed all the ones in the stack and took them home to read.




Apparently, Ready Made Magazine has been around for a while, even pre-dating the current Green is good fad. So, as I was devouring the issues, I noticed there was a section where they use reader's ideas. If you submit ideas and they publish it, you get a FREE YEAR'S SUBSCRIPTION.

So I jumped on that train, ASAP. These are the tips I emailed to them:


1)
Save old toothbrushes to clean out the nooks and crannies on your personal massager, marital aid, etc., Just make sure to label the toothbrush well and to store it away from where you keep your normal toothbrushes.

2)
Need to grab for something in the middle of the night, but don't want to turn on the light? Use leftover cosmetics/skin care bags (the silkier the better) to store lip balm, personal massager, etc., and place in your bedside table. No need to turn on the light the next time you want it, just feel for the silky fabric.


I will keep you updated to see if I won a free subscription, or if I've been blacklisted.

Friday, September 12, 2008

Find Free Money


3 quick ways to get some money for free!

1) Contribute to your company's 401(k) up to the employer's DOLLAR FOR DOLLAR match. This folks, is free money.

2) Bring your old but fashionable clothing/items to a consignment store. What would have ended up at Goodwill or *gasp* the trash can make you CASH.

And finally, quickest and easiest...

3) Check out the Unclaimed Property site (in the U.S).


Blackmail also works, but is way too time consuming, in my opinion.

Thursday, September 11, 2008

It's OK to like the Pussycat Dolls

Yes, yes...these are the things I think of at 1:24 AM went I can't sleep (thanks a lot, Iced Chai Tea Frappuccino).

You see, my husband dozed off at 9 PM, which left me lots of time to myself. I read 3 magazines, wandered around the house a bit and then turned on the T.V. Lucky me, I found Fashion Rocks 5!. So I watched. My mind wandered. And I watched.

And then the announcer mentioned that the PussyCat Dolls were coming up next. So I waited. (I'm sure we all did). And watched.



And I realized. It's Ok to say you like the Pussycat Dolls. It's Ok to say you watched some episodes of The Pussycat Dolls Present: The Search for the next doll and even a bit of Girlicious (but only because it sounds so much like Treasurelicious).

Yes, they look like glammed up prostitutes, yes, they can't all carry a tune, their music videos are horrid (then again, one of my favorite dance music videos is Pat Benatar's Love is a Battlefield). But some of their music makes you want to move, inspires you to shimmy a little, even if you are only sitting at your desk.

Their confidence, their belief that they can: sing, dance and not fall over/fall out of their tricky ensembles is all something worth noting.

Don't cha think they at least deserve a chance? Don't cha?

Monday, September 8, 2008

Try out transumerism


No, I didn't make that word up. Yes, I love the idea.

Transumerism, refers to people who forgo permanent ownership of possessions in favor of renting. (Or so says, the Body & Soul magazine from March 2008 that my Mom just gave me.)

Wondering if you are a transumer?


If you use Netflix or rent videos, you are a transumer.

If you borrow books, or other items from the library, you are a transumer.

If you get magazines but read them and pass them off to your neighbors, the gym or the local community center, you are a transumer.

What they don't mention, is the name for someone that gets a bit of a high off of returning the items back to their owners.

Hello, My name is Missburrows and I am a habitual transumer.



Hey, it's cheaper and less lethal than drugs and alcohol. Plus, I don't have to store all that paraphernalia that comes with it!

Friday, September 5, 2008

Get it out of my house!

I don't like clutter. I don't like useless things. So while my husband was away on business I cleaned out my closet. Anything that didn't fit, was too matronly or was just simply unflattering went in to a pile.

From that pile, I culled things that I thought a consignment store would be interested in.



At the same time, I've been selling things on Craigslist that we no longer use. Rugs from years ago? Good-bye! Luggage that we only used once. Adios!

And to make the purge even more fun, I brought all the yogurt, cottage cheese, and ricotta cheese tubs I'd been saving since Portland announced they would now recycle them, and brought them to the foolish CamiKaos (foolish for offering to let me do this).



So I'm set for now.

However, those Magic The Gathering Cards keep looking at me funny. They'd best behave themselves or they will be next.

Wednesday, September 3, 2008

Use your freezer to help the environment

So everyone composts, right? What? You don't compost!!! Shame! Shame!

(I'm just kidding. But do expect to have rotten tomatoes thrown at you on the street if this ever gets out.)

Anyway. I try to compost as much as I can, but I cannot stand leaving peels, pits and such sitting around waiting for a trip to my Urban Compost Tumbler out in our back yard.



So now, I have a container in the freezer, apply labeled, COMPOST, where I put the food bits until I have time (or a much larger amount of things to compost). Then, I grab my COMPOST container from the freezer, and make one trip, often adding an entire bag of shredded bills, in to the composter. I give it a good spin and say goodbye until later.

No bugs inside. Good bugs outside.

Monday, September 1, 2008

Share what you learned

A few weeks ago, Martin, I and the majority of the Kaos family went to the Portland Zoo.

Here is my presentation of what I learned:


When you find the right person to spend your life with, you will know. Hold on to that person as hard and tight as you possibly can, even if they turn blue from not getting enough oxygen.
(OK, maybe not the tight part, but you get my drift.)




You never know when your biological clock with start ticking. For Martin, it was the day he met K.
(OK, fine, he met her months ago, but just keep reading.)



My husband will be a complete wimp if we have girls. I will need to take away his credit cards or we will have ponies and fairies in our back yard.
(Too far? Yeah, good point. Fairies aren't even real.)



This lady.



Yes, this lady. No matter what shes says, no matter what she does, no matter how many tattoos she adorns herself with. At the end of the day, she is a big sugary tart.




Sometimes you just need a lollipop to get moving again.

Thursday, August 28, 2008

Diamonds are a girl's best friend

or hearts, or rectangles, or ovals...

The other day I decided that I needed to know what face shape I had. I told CamiKaos about my desire, so she joined me (via Instant Messaging) to find out what her shape was. We looked at Flickr photos of ourselves, even studied the photo strip we had taken together months ago. But finally, after much internet searching I found a site that actually helped.

We decided that I am a diamond and she is a heart. (It's good to know she has one.)

Now why would you need to know such a thing as the shape of your face? Well, it's good for picking out eyeglasses, sunglasses and for knowing how flattering a new haircut will look. Which is what I did, the next day.



I think I made out pretty well.

Friday, August 22, 2008

Father Knows Best

Ok, raise your hand if you know that my Dad works at Ecotrust.




Good. You've been paying attention.

When I was little, I used to tell him how much I loved him and then ask for something (most often it was for some sort of pet). Well, last week, he returned the favor. He was hoping that you, my loving, adoring viewers would help him out with something, he and Ecotrust believe so strongly in.

Ecotrust is competing for a piece of $2,500,000 that American Express
has dedicated to non-profit projects that are nominated by members and
non-members. The goal is to make it into the top 25 by the deadline of
September 1 when card holders will then vote for winners.
Our project is called "Yum" in their contest and will involve getting
organic fruits and vegetables into early youth programs such as Head
Start and daycare centers.


Organic fruits and vegetables for kids! What could be better!?

To nominate this project: click HERE and then click on the Nominate this Project button (directly below the picture of the baby eating the book). At that point you will be asked to register and then to nominate YUM.

(You can also get there by clicking on the widget I just put up on the top right of my blog.)

I know that signing up for something is annoying, but I really believe in my Dad and in Ecotrust, so I would really appreciate it if you would consider nominating or even blogging about nominating the Yum project as part of the American Express Members Project.