Things that are not easy with one hand.

Keep your mind out of the gutter you dirty thieves.

I have come to the conclusion that having a cast on one hand that immobilizes your thumb sucks the big one. I have compiled a list of things that are painful or nearly impossible to do with such a cast on.

IF you look at the pic from my previous post you see that it is my left hand, I am right handed and I thought that while it might be a little tricky I would be A-ok.

I thought wrong. This being my first broken broken bone and cast and such, there rules you must obey with the cast on.

Keep it dry.
Don't stick objects to scratch the skin
The cast is not fire proof.

Pretty easy rules to follow.

Back to my list of things that are hard to do one handed. Being that you have to keep the cast dry:

1) Taking a shower: I have to cover my cast with this tube-like shield that prevents water from leaking in. Have you ever tried to squeeze a shampoo bottle then wash your hair with one hand? Not easy and it usually ends up with me dropping the shampoo bottle and too much shampoo on my head.

2) Washing dishes.... Cast must stay dry yes? well I lack a dishwasher, and washing dishes with one hand leaves a few broken glasses.

3) Morning coffee+opening doors, I cant grasp the coffee with he cast hand and it hurts to pull the door with the cast hand. Too many spills to count

4)Do my hair. Try pulling your hair up with one hand and have it look good. It ends up with me having a ponytail is lumpy bumpy and missing a big chunk.

5) Typing: I can't rotate my hand enough to use the 4 fingers not casted to type. You should feel blessed to have a post this week with no spelling mistakes.

6) hold the leash and clean up after my dog.

7) pantyhose: Man I f'ing hate these things to begin with. Imagine trying to put on pantyhose with a coat hanger and you will learn my frustration.

the list goes on but these are the big ones... I hop to god i am a quick healer and they will take it off next week!

Say Hello to my Big Blue Friend

Verdict: It is fractured. I get it re-exrayed in 2 weeks. Until then I get to do everthing one handed.

2010 and falling again.

This New Years, I and 2 of my friends trekked to the great white north (i.e. Maine) for a little skiing and snow mobiling.

It was an interesting trip to say the least. I am not the most graceful coordinated person but I generally can tough out any situation and come about relatively unscathed.... Not this trip.

It began when I decided that I wanted to bring my own ski equipment because I have as my Friend likes to put it "baby skis" aka Snow blades and they fit int he overhead bin as well as my boots and my ski clothes. I also decided that I didn't want to check a bag. The skis being one carry on and the whole kit and caboodle the other carry on. the result is a GIANT backpack that nearly topples me over each time I put it on. But I manage to handle all of my own crap through security and board the plane, arrive late in the evening, meet up with the 3 member of the travel brigade (TB) and get on the road.

The TB jumps in the massive SUV we rented (later named Mustafa--bonus points if you can guess why). A member of TB's parental units own a house up there about an hour from the airport. We begin to cruise. It begins to snow, and low and behold the windshield wipers work but don't actually touch the glass.... Sigh.... We ended up having to replace the windshield wipers so as not to die on the snow covered frozen Maine roads.

The next incident is of my own doing. As the TB got in late, it was decided that we do a less intense activity the 31st of Dec and it allowed for the procuring of adult refreshments (which by the way consisted of 2 bottles of champagne, 2 bottles of red wine, one bottle of white, 1 liter bottle of a Merlot and one liter of a Riesling, in addition to the single red bottle we drank from the parental units stash--All over 3 days by 3 people, ladies of OMT you should be proud). The TB decided that we should be snow mobiling. Fun, fun, fun , that is until I missed the low point of crossing the snow mogul and decided my machine could take the higher one. I took it slow but it still ended up with me face first in the snow.

The 2nd day of vacation, the TB went skiing. I am a mid level skier, Greens are easy, blues i am good once I go down them once, I can do blacks, but I stay off the Double blacks for the most part. The following incident is not of my own doing, as a matter of fact a certain member of my travel brigade decided to try and kill me as well as the third member of the TB. It all began when we decided to take the lift up. Best Friend L, Friend S, and I decide to take the triple lift up. I on the Right, L in the middle (L is also the least experienced skier) and S on the left. We get to the top and The lift slows so skiers can get off and not die, that is unless L is in the middle, then everyone dies. L decides to body slam me into the ground while getting on the lift and to attack S with her ski poles. S manges to escape the grasp of L and remain upright. L remains up right. I however do not remain upright. I land on my wrist and I land hard. Stuff pops things bend wrong. It hurts....

It takes me a couple of minutes to get up. Anyway we cruise down the mountain for lunch. Tb breaks for lunch, I head over to the Medical facility to have it looked at. the guy says that if he really looks at it and it is damage that that is the end of my ski trip.

My response, just give me a n ace bandage and Ill deal with it later....

it is now Monday, I have a doctors appt tomorrow to check on it. There is more to the TB adventures so stay tuned kids.

UGH and ICK

The Christmas is fast approaching Ladies and Gents. A little pat on the back to me that all my Christmas shopping is done, gifts wrapped, gifts sent to the correct houses, and my holiday party is fully prepared for this weekend (note that I say holiday party and not Christmas party, I observe Christmas but not all my friends do and because I live in a political city, I like my parties to be politically correct!).

Down side, Finances are currently slim at the moment. I have all my bills paid, party supplies and Xmas shopping done, but it leave little extra fun money :(.

Ick Factor of the week: I ride the bus home from the Metro since I don't live close enough to walk to one. I was sitting across the aisle from a portly young woman. I am definitely not skinny, but she was the heavy that you feel sorry for the people sitting next to her on air planes. Any way said young woman decided that it was acceptable to PICK HER NOSE blatantly on the bus, which in and of itself is not the grossest part......

*****Those with queasy stomachs please STOP reading*****

Alright, I warned you!


She then proceeded to Eat the treasures she found in there...

I nearly vomited on the bus, I mean what grown person does that? This woman was on very "special" lady.

Open Letter to My solicitors

Dear American Red Cross, My Undergraduate school and my Graduate School,


I do not want to donate to you. For my educational solicitors, I just finished my formal education and just entered the repayment on my student loans from both of you. Therefor, I am still Poor! Do not ask me to give you any money as I have none to give since I am still in debt from attending. Do Not Guilt me by saying that the money goes to the students, because it doesn't I was Just there, I didn't get a scholarship and my tuition went up every year!

To the American Red cross, I get sick when I donate, I am a slow bleeder and I have a common blood type. Back off! I know its you calling me every day, don't think by Blocking your number your going to trick me into donating. I wont pick up if I don't recognise a phone number let alone and 'unknown' one like you have.


I have already donated to charity this year, I choose the food banks in the area and to a children's charity So don't be supprised if I seem a little snippy on the phone, I am still not wealthy.

Thanks

HookdnTX

Being a Grown Up is so overrated!

I hate paying bills especially for things like insurance, medical care and rent. I am not allowed to throw temper-tantrums and my clothes have to match.

However I try to act like a kid when ever possible. These are a few of my favorite things since the holiday season tends to bring it out in me:

1) I love love love my Advent calendar. The plastic-y chocolate circles with little designs get me excited. My mom gives me one every year and let me tell you, if you think your too old for one your not. The only problem is I have to act like a grown-up and not sit down and eat them all in one day.

2) Snow-Mostly so I can ball it up and launch a few at my friends and the occasional snow day that it brings. It also give me an opportunity to bust out my skis and have a mini vacay to the slopes when ever I so desire.

3) Mail-Man I love getting mail, a simple card, a funny joke, or a small trinket really brightens up my day. I am not talking email, that bores me and is so impersonal, I am talking snail mail. This is probably why I have an online shopping addiction, not for the items I buy but for the simple pleasure of opening the box.

4) Basic dirty jokes, fart jokes, and such- I have this inner 12 year old boy who thinks its funny when a friend passes gas really loud and smells up the car and when someone goes "lets do it" I giggle.

5) Thanks to Ms. CS, I have a Nintendo DS that I use on a daily basis on my commute. Yes, I am one of those people who turns the game console in hopes that it helps my steering ability.

6) I hate stepping on cracks, never wanted to hurt my Momma's back. (plus cracks suck when your high heeled shoe gets stuck)


What is your guilty inner child pleasure?

C.o.N.D.o.M

Someone didn't think thie Through

College of Notre Dame of Maryland

Abbreviation: C.o.N.D.o.M

It does not help its case that it is an all girls college. Just sayin'!