Yes, I know it's been a while. Hackers do suck, do they not?

In other news, I've been told that I may have Crohn's disease and that I get to have a fun lil adventure known as Butt-Cam (Colonoscopy for sticklers.) Ohhhhh what fun. Just can't WAIT for that little slice of heaven.

I was reading about the colonoscopy procedure and here is a sentence that TOTALLY freaked me out with its inappropriateness. Thankfully it's not from MY doctor's Web site:

"Prior to the test, you will be asked to remove your clothing and to slip into a patient gown. "

slip into? SLIP INTO? Dude. Sounds like this Doc gets a weeee bit too much enjoyment out of these procedures....

Can someone explain to me why a prescription's refills are valid for one year from the fill date, but you are not allowed to get them after 6 months? WHY? For instance, I have a prescription bottle that says "Refills: 3 by 10/2004" yet when I call the pharmacy to request a refill I am told that it's been 6 months and I cannot have it. What the?? So I'm being penalized for not taking more than was prescribed? Is that it? Why not just say "Refills: 3 so long as you suck down 14 per day and ask for a refill by next week!!!"

I can't recall who sent this to me, but I just love it. If this isn't the best name EVER, then I don't know what is.

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We were out by the pool yesterday and The Kiddo was swimming and singing to himself as he likes to do. He was singing the Ricky Martin song Livin' La Vida Loca. Here is how my child interpreted the song:

"Sheeee wiiiilll wake you up! Livin' La Vida Mocha!!"

He doesn't appreciate it when Mom laughs at him.

Glenn's Link o' the Day: A Must-Have T-Shirt. I have GOT to get one of these.

George bought me a preeeeetty ring last week and it was supposed to be ready for me today. So I excitedly head over to the jewelry store, walk up to the counter and here is how THAT went:

Counter Girl: "Yes, may I help you?"

Gracie: "Yes, I'm here to pick up my preeecious?"

Counter Girl: *sound of crickets chirping*

She toooootally didn't get me. Felt like a Big Dumb Dork.

Another Dork Moment for Gracie: I'm tired of my overly pale skin (and being referred to as Vampire Girl) and wanted to make a change. Since I get very sick in the sun, I chose to be smart and skin cancer-free by going the Fake Tan route. Yeah, I am that dumb. Further evidence of my brilliance comes to you via my weekend - George and I decided to drive up to his parent's house for a visit. Smart girl that I am, I decide to try out my new Tanning Product an hour before we leave. His folks live over an hour away and the closer we get to their house, the more my tan is 'developing' and it isn't good. Not good at ALL.

Gracie: "Oh no. NO!"

George: *Slams on brakes and looks around wildly for item we MUST have been about to hit* "What?! What is it?!"

Gracie: "My legs! They're ORANGE!"

George: "Yeah...I wasn't going to say anything...." *tries not to laugh*

Gracie: "Hey! It's not MY fault I'm turning into an Oompa-Loompa!! It looked good in the BATHROOM at HOME!"

George: "Yeah, and I look skinny in the dark. Whatcha gonna do, eh?"

This is why our marriage works. You can't stay mad or argue with him when he says stuff like that. You can only laugh and write about him later on the internet.

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